I felt so wicked last night, staying up until midnight, knitting socks and watching a movie. In our attempt to cut expenses, the Netflix has been "suspended" for the time being, and we are enjoying the shelves of our public library. (I thought it would be good to note, that Oprah Winfrey had no clue that you could rent DVDs from a public library free of charge. What rock is she living under?) The trip to the library was to rent Iain more VeggieTales, but I found my way over to the adult DVD to pick out-as I told Jake-"just one." Since he was following after Iain to the children's book section, Fiona and I picked out a couple of chick flicks.
Miss Potter had been on my Netflix queue for some time, and I was delighted to find it! Starring Renee Zellweger and Ewan McGregor, I was ready for superb acting and hopeful for a beautiful love story. Probably one of my favorite books as a child would have to be Peter Cottontail and as the story unfolds of Beatrix Potter I met all of my bunny friends and the stories retold through the life of the author. The watercolor drawings throughout the film are so vibrant and since they were Miss Potter's "friends" they accompany her throughout her life. I highly recommend this film to anyone who isn't too busy or annoyed by a truly feel good movie, complete with love and puffy dresses. The British contryside is absolutely charming, and I am already planning that my next trip must go to the Lake District. I was quite pathetic and crying all by myself, but so seriously engrossed that I had to finish the film and "just another row" of knitting. This film received the Heartland Truly Moving Picture Award but it is more than just a Hallmark movie. The description on the back said that USA Today said "reminiscent of Finding Neverland."
We had a very good day on Planet Little Joseph today. The only mishap that I can remember is Iain pulling a dozen eggs off of the counter and onto the floor. It is exciting and also horrible that he can reach things on the counters and inside drawers. We only lost one egg and took the signs to be communication that Iain wanted eggs for lunch. We tried to have blueberries and granola for breakfast with a huge handful of holiday red grapes. The blueberries were not a hit, and most of the granola was thrown off of the tray onto the floor for Brutus to eat. Iain did think that it was pretty funny to pick up each piece individually and throw it to Brutus, and one of these days Brutus will be catching it in the air with a direct hit.
Another beautiful fall day in Iowa today. We played outside in our fenced in yard, with gates that are "latched" with very archaic devices. Husband was out of the house this morning at 7AM to purchase new batteries for the smoke detectors and carbon monoxide detectors. This was after some marital distress caused by him unplugging the smoke detectors and leaving them on the counters. He also has "bolted" the gates so that our little people can not escape as they seem prone to do on certain occaisions. The north gate is tied shut with the left over cable from the old TV antanea, and the south gate has a metal chopstick that is shoved through and "bent" to hold it closed. As long as I don't have to go running through the neighborhood with my heart screaming for Iain again, I could care less how the gates are shut.
My two little gems were totally precious watching Josh and the Big Wall today while I did data entry. We also had a trip to the park and I wish I would have had the camera with me! They both love swinging! To have them side by side on the swings at the park and both squealing with delight was pure joy for this Mama.