Half of the time can be spent in the "classroom"- I mean, outdoors just talking about what we saw.
"Mama, look! There is a huge bullfrog in the patio!"
"Are you sure it's a bullfrog?"
"Yes, it's huge!
"Let's go look."
"Oh, it is huge, but it is a toad."
"How do you know, Mama?"
"What does it's skin look like?"
Toads, toads everywhere. We are not sure where they come from but the patio was full of them from tinier than my pinkie fingernail to larger than my fist. They caught over 20, I'm sure.
Later that day all 4 girls ran screaming, out of breath, "I caught the big one! I caught the big one!"
They were relocated in a more appropriate place.
"Look at the tree we planted last year. How has it changed?"
(Yes, tiarras are allowed when trail blazin')
"This tree has 16 rings on it."
"Wook at my fish! Max, do you want to touch my fish? Wook! He touched it, he wikes it!"
Even Max loves the outdoors.
This is my home school bible. I go back to it when I need encouragement or wisdom. It talks about the importance of nature. I love it because I agreed with it before I even read it.