Rich and Rebecca returned...

and Puxa looked at them with eyes of horror. Tonight, she crawled up on my lap while I was reading a book. Maybe, I'll miss her. A little bit. I was reading Roald Dahl's "Matilda" in Portuguese, to get a feel for the translation. We're reading books together at Projeto Vidinha, and at the rate we're tearing through C.S. Lewis, I need to get some new titles in my library! It's fun and educational for all. I get to practice Portuguese and learn new words that I would never use in daily vocabulary, the kids get to exercise their imaginations, and the older kids practice reading as well...

I've been having a lot of late nights recently. An energy surge at midnight keeps me creative until two or three am, which works wonders for everything but my sleep schedule. So today I was a little lethargic. Cleaned the house, did some office stuff, and looked at the clock. 2:30 pm!?! Where did my day go??? I got on a bus to Tijuca, because Tuesdays are my days to go to Projeto Vidinha, stopped by the bookstore, and showed up at about 4:30...as we're getting reading for our reading huddle, which is more of a chaotic mess punctuated by my cries for breathing room, Tiago calls. He's coming to Tijuca to see me and take me home...and shows up, mercifully, AFTER I have removed the wig and oversized glasses I was wearing while playing games with the energetic ones...what WAS the name of that character I created with Aunt Nancy's wig and those cat-eyed spectacles? Anyone remember? In any case, tonight reminded me of those hilarious dress-up days. And I was just saying the other day that I needed to find a wig...

Of course, such antics leave even the youngest children letting me know that they think I'm crazy.

I say they watch too much television.

I'm happy. I got to see my boyfriend before he heads off for the weekend, I'm reading a children's book, eating bread with crunchy peanut butter and nutella, daydreaming and procrastinating going to bed. What can be better?