Primary Music Binder

To answer le's question, I only have a Primary Music Binder. If I had a Primary binder I think Victor would react the same way her child does, i.e. collapse in disinterest.

The music binder is where I put songs from the Friend and the "new" songs they learn in Primary each year. (I put new in "" because judging from their copyright notices, most of the songs have previously appeared somewhere.) With the exception of the builder song, I have loved the "new" songs for the past three years. Last year's song, "I Know That My Savior Loves Me" was Victor's favorite/only one he liked.

My friend Kari gave me the idea for a music binder. She has all sorts of fabulous binders.

No More Winkling!

I was just updating my Primary music binder with the song from this month's Friend.

(I am not in Primary right now. Having a Primary music binder is part my attempt to be an involved parent. I'm not sure it qualifies as fun, though.)

"Ah!" I thought. "This would be the perfect time to add the 2011 Primary Program feature/not-in-the-Children's-Songbook song." So I went to the Church website and discovered that it has undergone a makeover.

Despite the makeover, it still took several tries to find what I was looking for.

But once I located the 2011 Primary Sharing Time outline, I found it much improved. Each month has a two-page spread that tells what should be taught each week during Sharing Time and what song will be taught that month. Brilliant!

Now if I want to know what Victor learned in Sharing Time, I won't have to winkle it out of him. I can just look!

(The 2011 song, in case you are wondering, is a nice Sally deFord piece called "If I Listen with My Heart."

Victor's Future, expanded plan

I've mentioned that Victor plans to marry "Gwendolyn," who is in our ward and who lives next door. He truly loves her.

He also plans to have three children: Gwendolyn, Evan, and a third who has sometimes been called James.

The family will live in a red brick house that has an upstairs.

Victor will drive a red pickup truck.

Alarming Incident

I was looking at pie recipes on Liz's website today when I heard Zeke say, "Bye-bye, poop!"

Then the toilet flushed.

As I thought it was unlikely that he had actually used the toilet, I sprang from my chair and rushed into the bathroom. Zeke was standing, proud as punch, next to the toilet.

"Mommy! I had an accident! I had an accident!" he cheerfully proclaimed. Then he proudly showed me how he had emptied his underwear into the toilet and washed it out in the sink. By some miracle, he had actually managed to clean up his mess.

He was very proud.

The Atlanta Housing Authority

I am interested in reading about social problems and how different cities, states, and countries work to resolve them.

Today I read an interesting article in City Journal (thanks to The Weekly Standard for the link) about the Atlanta Housing Authority and its director, Renee Glover. It is called Atlanta's Public-Housing Revolution, by Howard Husock, and it is very interesting.

It's That Special Time Again

Zeke will be three at the end of next month.

It's time for potty training!

We started last week at Grandma Nancy's house and over her carpet.

It's not going badly, but it's not going especially well, either.

He's dry most of the day. But then, suddenly, he's wet.

And, at least once a day, this is what happens when he is supposed to be sitting on the pot.

Annual Growth

How much hair can a person grow in a year?

If you start with this,

This much!