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i’m raising readers. i love books. i love reading, writing, talking about books. i want my kids to love reading. and books. and writing-talking-etc. all.things.books.

which is why i’m going back to school for my teaching license in middle childhood education.

i want to teach kids {beyond my own} to love books, and words, and ideas. and love their own unique ability to tell their own stories.

 so it’s no surprise that i love walking in to tuck them in before I head off to bed for the night to see this…

catholic bible...we grow ohio...put me in a zoo...

or this…

...baby love...i'm a ballerina...

 

… and i don’t know what makes me happier – that they are both sound asleep for the night or that there is a stack of books piled up in their beds.

there is something really sweet about tucking the littles in for the night and having to remove a pile of books from beneath their covers.

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i like being happydon’t you?i went out to eat with my sister and brother-in-law and their friends last friday.it was a grown up dinner – complete with beer and eating food that is still warm. mostly adult conversation… food oogling and soaking up a really cool atmosphere (and i rebelled against my catholic faith and devoured some naturally raised beef from Pat La Freida on a Friday… I also fell in love with said medium burger vs. the medium well, I’ve been getting… WHAT WAS I THINKING!!!)it was heaven…even though i had to sit at the end of the booth… it was heaven!because i was in a michael symon restaurant (b.spot) – where i know i’m about to get served something far beyond all things  GOOOOOOOOODDDDD!i could talk for hours about the SOBE Burger Bash winning Fat Doug burger I enjoyed, or the onion rings I shared along with the Parmesean Rosmary Fondue and chips that were passed between sisters and in-laws and friends… all that makes me happy… and plus…well, just go… if you are in ohio…just go, enjoy… be at the b.spot.what made me happy (and then sad)… was taking a little after dinner stop at Antrhopologie… my dream store.i could spend millions in there. millllliooooooonnnnnsssss. easy.  and i’d buy for you.and you.and you…and me.but on friday night – i delighted in these

Izmir Measuring Cups - $32

 I cupped them in my hand – took each cup out and looked at the adorable designs – they made me smile… because they were sunshiny-and bright-and happy.  I set each one side by side by side and dreamt up fabulous treats I’d bake and share.  i figured out a place to display them far from little fingers.  then I looked at the price and realized that although they made me soooo happy … and even though i was far from a typical friday night hanging in the mommyhood…and i had a belly full of warm food and delish beer…  it wasn’t something i should splurge on. happy or not…  i set them down, glanced back once… and moved on… 

…then – i saw these…  

Extra ingredients measuring spoons - $18

Again- i looked at each one. dreaming up delicious treats and dinners and brunches using these measuring spoons… and oh! look at that – a set of measuring spoons…. i have like 2 remaining lone soliders from my oxo wedding gift purchase.  a whole set of beautiful, happy, spoons… for $18. egads – my dinner cost less than that … 

Again – set down, walk away… pray for a sale (along with forgiveness for devouring that burger in a very un-catholic way), or that Anthropologie wants me to be happy and sends a set of these my way... because Anthropologie wants me to be happy. and cook yummy treats for my friends – and serve said treats out of a picnic basket on some beautiful town square where we’re all impecibly dressed as we sip on some freshly squeezed lemonade. cheerily talking about all the wonderfulness in the world…  (hey… a girlie can dream, can’t she? but seriously – i’ll do that if it means ups/fed ex is making a pick up from Anthropologie and a delivery to my stoop…) 

 Because it would make us all happy…   

(disclaimer: i know material things don’t make you happy… but it was more than the thought of having these… it was the thought of making friends and family and random strangers happy with homemade goodies)…

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