In all I am, do, and will write, my aim is to hit God's mark. I will have moments of being misguided as I am not perfect, but know that I serve a God that loves me through it all.
Is it number eight already? Holy toledo, Batman! Where've I been? Looks like I've got some catchin' up to do! Last Homeschool Memoir I did was number three. Shame, shame on me. But, since I insist that my blogging is not to interfere or take priority over my here and now, I only feel a tiny, little, itty-bitty guilt.
Now doesn't that sound like a totally righteous excuse for skipping class four weeks in a row? Shhh.
Did you ever skip class before? I did once (not counting the times I faked illness so I could stay home and watch Brady Bunch). I wasn't exactly one of the "cool kids". Even my skipping was lame: it was Senior Skip Day. You know, a scheduled skip day. Justifiable. I even did all my schoolwork that I could before the skip.
Oh, boy. There's the challenge. Study and children don't always go together: Baby wants to be fed, two-year old wants to cuddle, three-year old wants to sit on my head, five-year old wants to supervise seating arrangements much to the horror of all other squealing children, seven-year old (just turned seven five days ago) wants to dictate how everything should be done, and teen-aged niece needs help at the computer. Thus, favorite spot to study is at the table.
Shocked you, didn't I? Yep, I'm a Charlotte Mason-wannabe. Images of cozy couch cuddling is a myth at my house.
We start the day at the kitchen table...for the baby's protection. He doesn't get sat on while I nurse him. Two and three year olds are pinned in their chairs, so that helps. And, we already have "assigned" seating, so five year old is content. Seven year old likes her spot because she is directly across from me and can make constant eye contact. I'm sure she feels center stage...perfect for my little actress. Teen-ager doesn't arrive 'til afternoon.
If the assignment had been to share my favorite study spot with my kid (note: singular) I would have said the sofa...hands down. For the sake of being able to breathe...literally...Table Time is a must at our house when we all are studying together. I do, however, adore cuddling on the couch with one of my children, each of us with our favorite blankies.
Mine is yellow with flowers all over it. My blankie, that is.
Speaking of which, I notice one of my children has woken up and is curled in MY blankie. Gotta go play some tug-of-war....
Many Blessings,
Holly
P.S. Don't you dare comment on my lack of progress in learning to categorize, put pictures in and/or add the class icon thinga-ma-gig. I know you want to. I so know you want to.
P.S.S. OH. MY. WORD. Did I really just successfully get the class icon thing up? I did it, didn't I? It was so simply; I feel so stupid. Now I must go back to my other entries for this class and get that little picture up. Got to keep up my reputation for being anal, you know.
P.P.S.S. Yes, I won the tug-of-war! No one gets between me and my blankie! No. one. It was a close one and my three-year old, Sweetness, put up a good struggle, but she was willing to concede defeat after round eight.
Okay, I so loved this post! I was almost rollin on the floor! I do understans protecting your blankie though, I only hvae one and all the kids want that one, forget all the ones they each have.
Great post, thanks for sharing and I wasn't even gonna comment on your delay in getting things labeled and sharing pictures. Nope, wasn't even going to go there!!
Our places of study is any where we feel comfortable at that time LOL. We do kind of have a school room (more like a play/school room as they have toys in there too). We don't have a lot of room so we make use of any space available LOL.
Posted by Jody (http://homeschoolmoments.blogspot.com/) at 11:46 AM, Oct. 8, 2008
I want a yellow blankie with flowers on it that's all mine! I'm so jealous! all our blankets end up in the communial, overflowing basket in the living room. They get used in forts and tents and plays (to be the water of course) until I'm not so sure I want to snuggle with them anymore. I settle for a great big fuzzy bathrobe (along with a pair of big fuzzy bunny slippers). Its like a wearable blanket, and it hasn't been on the floor. Its not quite all mine, cause even the ten year old sits on my lap and wants to be a "baby bat" wrapped up inside my robe with me.
We used to do schooling at the kitchen table. Now we don't, and I'm so so so so happy cause that means I don't have to clean off the school table before we can eat! My hubby, who shares the school space and has to look at the school table covered in piles of stuff, isn't quite as happy. I think I'll make him some rice krispie treats tomorrow.
I will totally check out the link to the Balcony Girls! We can always use some ideas, and I bet the girls will love to hear about another girl's club group.
Thanks for stopping by my blog! (twice) and leaving great comments :) I should have been much quicker to drop back by and return the favor, but I can never ever ever manage to leave quick notes. So I always wait "till I have the time". (Ok, this is a flimsy excuse. The truth is, I never got thank yous sent out for my wedding presents either. This was pretty indicative of my future adult life I think.)
Oh, and I can't even keep track of how many days I skipped. Especially in college. We wont even go there. In high school, it was mostly that I didn't have the paper done, so would stay home to write it on the day it was do, and hand it in the next day. I wasn't fooling my teachers.
I Loved reading your post.
Your blankie sounds like one I had as a child & it lasted til just a few years ago. Except mine was pink w/ flowers all over it.
Blessings,
Michelle
