Let me start out by saying I know you don't have to home school to read with your kids. Homeschooling is not for everyone, but even though a child goes to school somewhere else it is a little magical for parents and children to continue to learn together.
So...I love homeschooling because there are so many good children's books that I have not read or don't remember reading.
I never knew Frog and Toad could be so funny.
I've fallen in love with Max and the Wild Things again.
I have Snuggle Puppy going through my head all day....ooo ooo ooo, I love YOU!
I've been enchanted with the Chronicles of Narnia.
I've laughed at the silly monkeys that took the peddler's hats. tzs tzs tzs. And laughed some more watching my kids act out the story.
Tonight we all sat on the couch I hate so much and read for over an hour. They all took turns and didn't want to quit. I love books- and so do my kids!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Somebody's Praying
This day had a rough start.
By the end it turned out to be pretty good. When I was reflecting on the day, I thought that someone must have prayed for me. I felt it. We should pray for each other more. Who knows how it will bless your friends?
This song is good.
By the end it turned out to be pretty good. When I was reflecting on the day, I thought that someone must have prayed for me. I felt it. We should pray for each other more. Who knows how it will bless your friends?
This song is good.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
What To Do When I Don't Know What To Do
101 things to do
exhausted
happy
feel like a failure
should sleep
want to watch a movie
love my kids
want a few days with out them
Yeah, one of those feelings that nothing is satisfying. Kind of a happy hopelessness. Happy in that I have nothing to be sad about, and hopeless that I am not excited about anything. But yet I want to cry.
So I guess I just throw it all up in the air and hold firmly on to the promises my God has given me that I don't feel right now. (and take a lexapro)
exhausted
happy
feel like a failure
should sleep
want to watch a movie
love my kids
want a few days with out them
Yeah, one of those feelings that nothing is satisfying. Kind of a happy hopelessness. Happy in that I have nothing to be sad about, and hopeless that I am not excited about anything. But yet I want to cry.
So I guess I just throw it all up in the air and hold firmly on to the promises my God has given me that I don't feel right now. (and take a lexapro)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
My Mom
Mom-
Your beauty surpasses all of the flowers in your garden.
The worth of your sacrifice is more than all the money you could have made.
The love for you from those you've blessed is more valuable than all of your possessions.
The knowledge you've taught us is worth more than a college degree.
The gift you have given me is priceless.
Happy Birthday
Your beauty surpasses all of the flowers in your garden.
The worth of your sacrifice is more than all the money you could have made.
The love for you from those you've blessed is more valuable than all of your possessions.
The knowledge you've taught us is worth more than a college degree.
The gift you have given me is priceless.
Happy Birthday
Monday, May 17, 2010
The Agekteves Game
We made up a new game today. It probably isn't new, but it's new to us. For lack of a better name, we'll call it The Adjectives Game.
Savannah's into her Mad Libs and was wanting to learn about adjectives (her choice). So here it is.
1. You take a piece of paper and make 3 columns on it.
2. Have someone pick out an object in the room. Using a timer (2 minutes or so) come up with as many adjectives as possible for that object.
3. The winner has the most.
4. Pick a new object, go to the next column.
Then Savannah made up her own Mad Lib.
A+ for creativity, B for spelling. (not that I ever give grades.)
Savannah's into her Mad Libs and was wanting to learn about adjectives (her choice). So here it is.
1. You take a piece of paper and make 3 columns on it.
2. Have someone pick out an object in the room. Using a timer (2 minutes or so) come up with as many adjectives as possible for that object.
3. The winner has the most.
4. Pick a new object, go to the next column.
Then Savannah made up her own Mad Lib.
The Agekteves.
The glasses were breasy.
The wind was hot.
The sponges were loud.
The blankets were fast.
The paintings were broken.
A+ for creativity, B for spelling. (not that I ever give grades.)
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Mother's Day Hangover
Not really, but that's what it feels like.
Stayed up late because it was a family night and Sook was actually home. Baby woke at 7:30. Every one's gonna want to eat. I have a headache. Summer left her roller blades on the deck and it looks like it might rain. I just want to crawl back into bed and for just a moment be free form any responsibilities. And the fact that it's Mother's Day doesn't help. Ticked off about the whole thing since last night when I was at the grocery store and saw everyone in line with the cheap flower bouquets that will die in less than a week. Yeah, thanks a lot.
What I really want for mother's day is a reset button that cleans up whatever mess I've made once a year. Bills paid, house clean, makeover, laundry put away, bank account balanced with a little extra...or a lot extra if I'm wishing anyway. But that won't happen.
You know what? I'm going to heaven someday. I'm not sure what that will be like but I think it might be kinda like a reset button except I won't make the mess I've made here. I've heard there are mansions there. I'd like to think mine is like the Alhambra near the ocean. Look me up- I'll show you mine if you show me yours!:) And since this life is so very short compared to the time I'm gonna spend in my Alhambra, this is nothing. In fact, the harder it is here the more we'll appreciate it there. Focusing on Jesus and what he has done for me takes away any reason to complain.
Mothers are necessary and a good one is invaluable. I have a good one. They sacrifice everything and become their child's world. One day of thanking isn't near enough!
By the way. I got a nap and a cup of coffee while the children played at Playplace McDonald's. The best gift EVER! Thanks, Sook!
Stayed up late because it was a family night and Sook was actually home. Baby woke at 7:30. Every one's gonna want to eat. I have a headache. Summer left her roller blades on the deck and it looks like it might rain. I just want to crawl back into bed and for just a moment be free form any responsibilities. And the fact that it's Mother's Day doesn't help. Ticked off about the whole thing since last night when I was at the grocery store and saw everyone in line with the cheap flower bouquets that will die in less than a week. Yeah, thanks a lot.
What I really want for mother's day is a reset button that cleans up whatever mess I've made once a year. Bills paid, house clean, makeover, laundry put away, bank account balanced with a little extra...or a lot extra if I'm wishing anyway. But that won't happen.
You know what? I'm going to heaven someday. I'm not sure what that will be like but I think it might be kinda like a reset button except I won't make the mess I've made here. I've heard there are mansions there. I'd like to think mine is like the Alhambra near the ocean. Look me up- I'll show you mine if you show me yours!:) And since this life is so very short compared to the time I'm gonna spend in my Alhambra, this is nothing. In fact, the harder it is here the more we'll appreciate it there. Focusing on Jesus and what he has done for me takes away any reason to complain.
Mothers are necessary and a good one is invaluable. I have a good one. They sacrifice everything and become their child's world. One day of thanking isn't near enough!
By the way. I got a nap and a cup of coffee while the children played at Playplace McDonald's. The best gift EVER! Thanks, Sook!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Strawberries From Garden to Plate
One way to increase your child's interest in fresh fruits and vegetables is to grow them with the child and then taste test them. It's also a great life lesson.
One time I heard a story of a lady whom was not concerned about the farmer's interest. She said, "who cares about the farmer, I don't need them. I go to the grocery store to get my food."
Right now, Brooke is especially interested in our strawberries.
One time I heard a story of a lady whom was not concerned about the farmer's interest. She said, "who cares about the farmer, I don't need them. I go to the grocery store to get my food."
Right now, Brooke is especially interested in our strawberries.
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