This morning he got braces!
I can hardly believe this is my Bookworm - his braces make him look like such a big kid!
Sigh.
This will take some getting used to. For me it's the whole my-baby's-growing-up-thing, while for Bookworm it's the whole metal-bands-are-lashed-to-my-teeth-thing. He'll adjust more quickly I bet.
On our way home, we stopped at a favorite market and I let Bookworm pick out all the soft foods he wanted - we came home with rainbow parfait, butternut ravioli and three kinds of ice cream! (Btw, today is World Vegetarian Day; I plan to make this soup sometime this week.)
We also stopped in at the bakery and picked up some delicious mini eclairs, which (I once read) were a favorite treat of Saint Therese's. (Today is also her feast day!) We're enjoying them just now, sitting here on the deck, listening to the birds and watching the sun dip behind the trees. The light is just so golden and soft! Does it get like this at any other time of the year? I don't think so. It's always prettiest, it seems, just before dark. There's a metaphor in there somewhere, I'm sure.
Truth be told, I'm the one who's sitting on the deck, listening to birds and watching the sun - the boys, well, they're tearing all over the yard with an odd assortment of balls, bats and brooms. They've got some kind of game under way, something that only makes sense to them. And you should see the dirt on their faces, lol!
You know, Bookworm may be a tween - and with the braces to prove it - but out here with his brothers, running barefoot through the leaf-littered grass, he's just one of the boys ...
On days like these - when I feel the hands of time intruding upon my family - I am so very grateful we homeschool. It may just be a trick of the light, but it seems, for right now, we're just beyond that inevitable grasp.
