Day: May 27, 2015

Recovery day

Today it rained again (this has been a wonderfully rainy Spring in Utah), so I seized another opportunity to stay home all day. Aside from taking care of the girls, I took a couple hours for the piano and another couple hours to nap. We’ll just call this day a recovery day. I had never heard of recovery days until I met Abe, but now I can’t live without (lots of) them.*

Here are some pictures from FHE. We finished our little helping hands project, but then the link explaining where we send the hands disappeared from the church website. I guess we’ll just post the girls’ hands on the fridge.

The girls shared paper with tape on it for sharing time. Our children have educated us to be excited about things we had no idea were even mildly interesting before.
The girls shared paper with tape on it for sharing time. Our children have educated us to be excited about things we had no idea were even mildly interesting before.

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The girls had their hands traced and then we wrote on the hands what acts of service they performed this week. Lydia's says that she wrote a thank-you note to her teacher, and Mary's says that she shared a toy with Lydia.
The girls had their hands traced and then we wrote on the hands what acts of service they performed this week. Lydia’s says that she wrote a thank-you note to her teacher, and Mary’s says that she shared a toy with Lydia.

*Upon rereading this post, I realized it might sound like I never took a recovery day before meeting Abe. Actually, I have had entire segments of my past life that looked a lot like scores of “recovery days” strung together, but I just didn’t know what to call my laziness. I have Abe to thank for my current terminology.