Prosaic vs boring

I dutifully attended enrichment last night. It was a relief really to sit very still and listen to adults speak in complete sentences. The abundance of baby compliments didn't hurt either. After a very good lesson on good vs better vs best, the question was what "sins"(commissive, ommissive, or benign) keep us from knowing God? What distracts us? What can we get rid of? I think I'm pretty good about recognizing when a good thing to do isn't the best thing for me to do right now. But I do get consistently distracted by a few things (cough cough, internet, cough) and I need to manage my resources (meager as they are) much better.

A huge distraction for me right now is worrying about finances. Mr Renn is managing to be much more at peace with a "something will work out" approach. I suppose my faith is lacking. Or rather I don't necessarily feel worthy to assume something will just "work out". I feel like I need to stress out and solve it all myself, pretty much right now. What exactly does that say about me? Not good, I know.

While I was out being enlightened, Mr Renn and Sir O played in the snow in the dark. Sir O has been learning his letters (thanks to this dvd from my brother&fam for Christmas) so they made letters in the snow. (Hard to see in the dark, I tried to help you out)



Today we were audited by the power company because last July we used an abnormal amount of electricity. (Hmm.... July + 3rd floor apartment+record heat wave, what do you suppose could have caused that?) We came to the conclusion that A) - Being on the 3rd floor is a bummer and B) - Our landlords have provided us with a power-sucking refrigerator that costs a lot to run. Oh, and C) - Our computer is on a lot. Yeah, sorry about that.


Thanks to the snow last night my lovely neighbor didn't have to work today (teaching short people). So she decided to take our short person (Sir O) with her on some errands. I love breaks! (And she must really love short people).


I tried to take advantage of a few minutes alone with this little guy. He had a rough night.
All these photos with the binkie in drive my parents crazy. I promise to attempt a few without sometime, ok dad? But today is not the right sometime for worrying about that.
p.s. The latest issue of Seeing the Everyday was awesome, per usual. I cannot recommend that mag highly enough. I've cut way back on magazine subscriptions, but that is one I think I'll always find a way to keep. It's like a giant sticky-note reminder that comes in the mail saying "SLOW DOWN" "ENJOY THE MOMENT" "HE'LL REMEMBER THE LITTLE THINGS" and the like. Always exactly what I need to hear. You too, most likely.