May. 12, 2007
Moving

I'm moving. Please stop by and say hello over here.

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Mar. 21, 2007
Spell it

We often spell things around here in the presence of Milo. It’s fun when you have a child who can finally understand all the things you spell. If the kids are outside I might say, “In five minutes bring Milo in for his n - a - p.” Clementine knows exactly what I need her to know and Milo doesn’t have a premature fit because of the hateful word.

Another oft spelled word is gum. “Mom can I have some g - u - m?” from Emeline is a nice way for her to ask for something that I don’t like for Milo to have but he loves.

Tonight, Milo was still bouncing around after the girls were settled in to bed. Clementine got up to tell me, “Mom would you please but him in the b - e - d.”
                                       
“I’m headed that way now,” I told her.

Milo, ever attentive to our conversations started coming toward the kitchen, “I want b - e - d,” he spelled.

“You do, you want to go to the b - e - d?” I asked smiling.

“Uh huh!” he said and went right to the cabinet where we keep the g - u - m.

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Mar. 12, 2007
Sobriety test

The other night Clementine asked, “Is my sobriety test on Monday?”

At first I was surprised that she knew the words sobriety then I wanted to laugh and I did. I told her a sobriety test was something you took when you had too much moonshine and she would be taking a standardized test on Monday.

We began the standardized test today and it goes through Wednesday. This morning she was nervous but when I saw her at the first break she had relaxed considerably. She said the test was, “easy and fun”. I’m not sure easy and fun will translate to high scores, but at least she isn’t worried and stressed.

We are still waiting to hear news about my mother and I am still waiting on things to happen with me. So thank you so much, you who have never even met me and those of you who have, for lifting me up in your prayers. It means so much to me.

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Jun. 25, 2006
The Reluctant Dragon

Our most recent read-aloud has been The Reluctant Dragon by Kenneth Grahame. My kids really enjoyed it and it was one of those I wasn't so sure they would like.

 

It is a small book and it only took us about four nights to read it, but it has no chapters so when I had to draw it to a close each night I met with protests to, "please just finish the chapter." The inside flap says that this book was originally a chapter in Grahame's Dream Days.

 

It is the story of a boy who stumbles upon a dragon. He is not your typical dragon. He likes to think deeply and gaze out over the Downs. We have also been reading The Story of Ferdinand by Munro Leaf, a long time favorite of ours, and the dragon reminds me a lot of Ferdinand.

 

Add this read-aloud to your family's reading list for the summer. I think your kids will enjoy it as much as mine did.

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Jun. 20, 2006
Chasing fireflies

This evening, when the day finally cooled down, we went nature hunting. I’m reading A Pocketful of Pinecones and, while I’m not ready to recommend it as a good read, it has given me a few ideas. I gave the girls pencil and paper and we walked around under the trees looking.

 

I told them to look for something interesting to draw for their nature notebooks. They surprised me with their looking. Right away they were bent over a trail of ants, even Milo, looking just as hard as the girls were. The ants were carrying eggs and seemed to be making a new home. They found an empty cocoon, a mushroom and some black-eyed susans.

 

The end of the walk was most productive. Near the edge of the woods fireflies blinked and were easily caught. We put them in a plastic bag and I bet they caught 20 of them.

 

Once home, I showed them pictures of ants and fireflies so they could see how their body parts were drawn. They drew pictures and colored them and we identified the black-eyed susans and pasted everything on a notebook page complete with illustrations.

 

We frequently go on walks around the yard but I don’t often have them looking, hunting for interesting things. This evening they poked sticks in holes, noticed animal tracks and asked about the oak tree roots they saw above the ground. Milo seemed to know exactly what we were doing and he made me laugh poking his own stick at things on the ground and bending over to take a closer look whenever the girls did.

 

I think there’s something to teaching them to take a closer look and listen. I know this is something we will be doing a lot more often.

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Jun. 12, 2006
Homeschooling expectations

My expectations for homeschooling weren't much to begin with. I actually considered the first year a test to see if I was capable of educating my child. Now, looking back, I find it so strange that I ever thought a public school teacher could teach my child better than I could. Did they know my child better than I did? Did they care about my child more than I did? Did they have more individual time and attention to give to my child than I did?

 

Yet, at first, I didn’t consider any of those questions. Instead my question was: Will I be able to teach her everything they say she needs to know?

 

I didn’t always plan to homeschool, however, I feel that God began to work on my heart long before I began to think seriously about homeschooling. By the time my daughter was school age, the only thing I was sure about was that I didn’t want to send her away from me all day.

 

Four years later, I have learned so much more about homeschooling, although our experiences really haven’t changed that much. We still read together, study nature together and the rest of the stuff just changes as the children are capable of doing more.

 

Homeschooling has more than met my expectations, but not how I expected. When we first began I imagined the learning would take place in a specific place at a specific time with the right materials. Now I see that it is so much more than just educating my child. It is about building relationships, spending time with my kids every day, all day and doing fun things together. I can’t see ever wanting to change this way of life for our family.

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Jun. 11, 2006
One more funny

Emeline was pushing Marie Osmond (my old Barbie) and Shaggy (a Scooby Doo Barbie) in Milo's Tonka dump truck tonight. They were going pretty fast in circles on the living room rug. Then I hear Emeline saying to the riders, "Hold on to your careers!"

 

I started laughing before I could even ask her what she thought that meant. Did she know what a career was, I asked?

 

"A bottom?" she answered.

 

Then I had to bust out laughing all over again.

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Jun. 10, 2006
A skunk stinks better

Riding in the van home this evening with my children we smelled a skunk. Oh how they held their noses and went on about the smell. Living in Arkansas I can take the smell of a skunk any day compared to the smell of chicken houses.

 

 However, never one to miss an opportunity to converse with my children using sarcasm (as learned by my own mom), I saw a chance to nip the next pet idea in the bud by saying, "Maybe we should get a skunk as our next pet."

 

"Oh, no. I'll never want a skunk. They smell awful," Emeline said in a nasal, but perfectly serious voice from the pinched nose.

 

"Well, I'm pretty sure a field mouse will stink too." I am still trying to discourage her from wanting a field mouse for her birthday.

 

"But a skunk stinks better than a field mouse," she so wisely reported.

 

She is certainly making this field mouse out to be "pet of the year." Some of you commenters aren't helping my case either!

 

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Jun. 1, 2006
It's a luna moth!

Exciting things are happening here today. When we got up this morning one of our caterpillars, which had made a cocoon about two weeks ago, had emerged a beautiful, luna moth! I think I was more excited than the kids.

 

We have managed to raise a caterpillar from an egg, fed it as it grew as a caterpillar, patiently waited on the cocoon and now we were rewarded with the moth.

 

We decided to set it free. Emeline let it go this morning.

 

Some history: A while ago, a luna moth was flying around. We caught it and put it in a bug box for a while. When we let it go we discovered it had laid eggs. We kept them and they hatched into the smallest green caterpillars we had ever seen. We read on the internet what to feed them and watched them grow.

 

                            

This is one of the first photos of the caterpillar.It is not the black one but the small, green one on the leaf at the bottom left of the photo.

 

Here they are a few leaves later. They liked sweetgum tree leaves. They grew pretty big.

 

And today. Now the girls are putting together a book of drawings and writings about our experiences with the moth and caterpilars. It was so much fun and rewarding.

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May. 9, 2006
Bedtime Surprise

Clementine lost her two front teeth tonight. She has been babying these loose teeth for months now. If I weren’t equally squeamish about all things teeth, I may have been tempted to pull them while she slept.

 

I was in Milo’s room, with him on my lap reading Goodnight Moon. We were on one of the black and white pages when she came rushing in hysterically sputtering and spraying drops of blood all over us. Milo was fascinated by the spray on the white pages in his book. Emeline was standing nearby with a horrfied expression on her face and I was still trying to figure out what was going on.

 

She was crying because she had bumped her teeth pretty hard on my bed and it knocked out both teeth at once. It hurt a little, I’m sure, but she was also quite surprised.

 

When she calmed down a little and after Milo was tucked in, the girls and I cuddled on the bed and comforted Clementine. "I’ll look ugly now," she fretted. "And I can’t talk right."

 

"You’re adorable," I said and went to pull out my old albums to show her some really funny pictures of me without my two front teeth. Then, I had to take a picture of her to put in her baby book.

 

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Apr. 29, 2006
Real Shopping Fun

Tonight I got together with my bunco group and we did something out of the ordinary, we didn't play bunco. Instead we went out to eat and surprised one of our members with a shopping trip.

 

A few weeks ago one of our dear friend's house burned and we have been discussing how we can help. Churches have donated, those of us who have extra furniture in storage have given that and many in the community have helped out as well. But what could our small group do to lift our friend's spirits and make it more personal?

 

We decided that instead of playing bunco and using the money for prizes we would use the money to buy our friend some clothes. We also decided we'd like to donate more than the usual playing money and the whole idea grew. We also kept a secret from her.

 

So, after supper tonight, we whisked her away and imagine 6 women pulling clothes off the racks, and packing her away in the dressing room to try it all on. She thought it was great fun and was laughing and sweating and changing like a mad woman. We were on a tight schedule so we were swapping sizes and critiquing outfits in high speed. We took so long chatting through supper that we only had an hour and a half before the mall closed.

 

What a fun night. She came away with three new outfits complete with shoes to match and two new purses. And we came away feeling blessed for the opportunity to help our friend.

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Apr. 23, 2006
Mommy Tells a Story

My kids usually beg me to tell them a story at bedtime, especially if I don't read to them that night. Sometimes I can pull a rabbit out of a hat and come up with a pretty good, "When I was a little girl..." story.

 

But sometimes I tell this story, "Once there was a mommy who was very tired and so she fell asleep. The End."

 

I get a lot of "aw, mom's" for that one. But it really worked to my advantage the other day when we were learning about writing narratives.

 

Now writing a narrative is one of the best types of writing there is because it is simply telling a story. So in illustrating the parts of a good story like setting, characters, plot... and so on I took them back to my very bad bedtime story.

 

"Why do you hate for me to tell you the story about the very tired mommy?"

 

"Because nothing happens." they say.

 

"That's right. But if I added some stuff to that story it could be a good story. Let me show you. Do you know what the setting is? That's describing what's around you, where you are, what you see or smell or hear. What if we put the mommy in a castle. It's a very dark and huge castle and when she talks it echos so she whispers all the time. The castle is so big that she is always losing her family and having to walk through many rooms looking for them."

 

They are looking at me with interest, suddenly this story has new life. We work together and add some details and eventually another character and a plot develops.

 

This is the way I taught my daughters about writing narratives. And immediately when we finished developing the story outloud they wanted to try one. I have to write Emeline's stories for her now, but she likes dreaming them up. Clementine likes to write her narratives then add illustrations.

 

Writing isn't all about the 3 point essay. Make it fun and write some narratives.

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Apr. 22, 2006
Milo Tells a Story

Today we were sitting around in the living room visiting with my cousin and her baby when Milo began to tell us something important. For those of you who do not know, my 20 month old boy does not talk yet. He has said a few random words but he gets by mostly with pointing and grunting.

 

But this afternoon he had something important to say, and he wanted everyone to hear it. He talked and pointed and used his hands to emphasize his points. He got louder and more excited as he got to the good parts. He ran around a little and made eye contact as he drove home his points. This went on for several minutes. At times he got serious and finally, frowning with intensity, he made a few last comments.

 

We were hanging on every word. Unfortunately, we couldn't understand any of them.

 

 

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Apr. 19, 2006
My Personal Trainer?

I have blogged in the past about how I have started walking. One day I even clocked two miles! That only happened once. Most days my aunt stops by, we walk until we get tired and then say, "I'm tired, one more round?" Then we quit.

 

Today, my husband decides he wants to start exercising. He wants me to walk with him. He asked me how many times I walk around the driveway. I mistakenly answered, "My goal is 10 times around, but..."

 

I think my husband and I have different ideas about what my walking goal means. When I say 10 times around, that's really just some mythical number that I may walk someday when I am supercharged with a lot of energy. Not meeting that goal has never made me feel guilty or lazy.

 

However, when we walked today he was determined we would do ten times around. At five, he was cheering us on with, "Halfway done!" While I was thinking, "Let's just do one more."

 

By round nine I had had enough of his pep talks and walked into the house. Behind me he was yelling, "After about a week we can work up to 15 laps."

 

I think I want my old walking partner back.

 

 

 

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Apr. 17, 2006
The Very Hungry Caterpillar and Evening Entertainment

This evening we came home after running to various events all day. How nice it was to get home and just walk around in the yard and sit in the swing, all evening activites we enjoy frequently.

 

We also took a ride on my mom's golf cart and gathered some sweet gum leaves for the caterpillars. I cleaned out their box and freshened it up with the new leaves. Then we sat the box on the counter and sat down for supper.

 

After supper I took a look in the box and the caterpillars were happily munching away. They had left the cherry tree leaves in favor of the sweet gum leaves and there were evident marks on the leaves where they'd been chomping.

 

I showed this to the kids and we sat there staring at the caterpillars who were rather quickly munching away on the leaves and it was fascinating.

 

"Look at that big hole he ate in the leaf!"

"Neat, I can see his teeth biting it!"

"gumma lmat lmmlaloo!"

 

We are very easily entertained.

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Apr. 5, 2006
The How's and Where's of Homeschooling

Gena asked us to describe how we homeschool. This is a question I actually asked someone before I decided to homeschool. I knew a family who homeschooled and I asked them the seemingly dumb question, "How do you homeschool?"

 

Knowing what I know now, in some ways, it does seem like a stupid question. Rather, the better question might be, "How do you not homeschool?" But, in another sense I am still asking people, "How do you homeschool?" Discovering new techniques and finding out about new ideas is always exciting.

 

Sharing how I homeschool is also fun for me. The first book on homeschooling I read was For the Children’s Sake by Susan Schaeffer McCaulay. The second book was The Well-Trained Mind by Jessie Wise and Susan Wise Bauer. Both of these books strongly influenced how I began homeschooling.

 

I bought Phonics Pathways and began teaching my daughter to read on the couch. At this point we didn’t even need storage space. We read a few verses from Genesis each day and she drew pictures. Later, I added handwriting and dictation. We did all this at our small breakfast table.

Now that same daughter is beginning third grade work and we have introduced quite a few more resources since then. We use Math-U-See, Veritas Press history, Exploring Creation with Astronomy, Italic Handwriting Series, Shurley English, MCP Spelling Workout and we have recently added Latin. We still use the Bible for our bible study and sprinkle in a generous helping of library books.

 

Now we homeschool all over the place but we have one central location for all the stuff, our dining room.

This large table and hutch and new shelves work out well for work and storage. We also have our Veritas Press history cards attached to the wall with velcro so we can see our time line. We have a solar system hanging in one corner and art work all around.

       

 

I have also added more children to our homeschool, another daughter and a son.

      

 

My second daughter began Phonics Pathways last year and now we are beginning to add more to her curriculum, following the same path I took with my first daughter, with a few changes. That's the beauty of homeschooling, being able to adapt to any situation, whether it's a different learning style or family changes.

 

 Right now, my son keeps us from getting too serious. When we are reading aloud or working through a math problem, he likes to break the silence by throwing all the pencils to the floor or getting fed up with his wooden blocks and dumping them all out with a crashing thud.

The most fun learning times happen when we can all work on something together through projects or reading books.

 

A couple of years ago a large garden spider built a web on our front porch. This sparked an interest in spiders. We searched websites to find out what kind it was. We got books from the library and read about spiders. The girls drew pictures.

 

We read The Twelve Labors of Hercules by James Riordan and the pictures in the book made my artsy daughter want to paint. She painted a picture of each of the twelve labors and we made a book out of it.

 

 

Often our curriculum suggests a neat project like making a volcano, building a salt clay model of Roman ruins or creating a model of the Solar System and I'm forced to do hands-on activities with them. They love this part and I do too once I dig in and get going on it.

It’s exciting to see all the wonderful curriculum out there. There is so much to choose from now and so many different ways to educate your children. Knowing that when something isn’t working I can change it, and when we are having a bad day we can go outside and start again tomorrow, are some of the how's of homeschooling I had never even considered when I first asked the question, "How do you homeschool," until I began doing it myself. Now I can't imagine doing it any other way.

 

 

 

 

 

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Mar. 16, 2006
Leroy

This is where I found our cat, Leroy, today. He's often lounging here or on top of the bird feeder. He's no dummy.

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Mar. 14, 2006
mom, can we have a cow?

while riding in the car today we decided that milo was trying to tell us he wants a cow.

 

"ugmkl mal  moo," he says while pointing out the window excitedly every time we pass a pasture. doesn't that sounds like i want a cow to you?

 

the girls began to consider it.

 

emeline: "if we get a cow can i milk it?"

clementine: "i want to milk it too."

emeline: "if we get a cow we won't have to go to walmart and buy milk anymore, well, except in winter because a cow's milk freezes in winter."

clementine: "where did you hear that?"

emeline: "i don't know, but it does."

milo: "ugmkl mal moo."

 

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Mar. 11, 2006
clean it and they will come

about once a month, give or take a few weeks, i deep clean my girls' room. this means under the beds, inside the closet, wash down, wipe up, vacuum, sort and toss. it takes a good two hours and when i'm done it feels great. not only to me, but to the girls. whenever i clean their room that's when they want to play in it. things that had been hiding under the bed and in the closet for weeks are now found and it's so much more fun to play when everything is neat and where it belongs.

 

i didn't clean their room today.

 

i cleaned my van. i took all the car seats out, hauled out trash and other miscellaneous items, vacuumed, wiped everything down, cleaned the car seats and put it all back together again. i put the coloring books and colors in the caddy between the girls' car seats and it all looked very neat and organized.

 

then i came inside to do some work inside the house. when i went back outside guess where i found the girls?

 

they were sitting in their car seats coloring.

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Feb. 27, 2006
family fellowship

sundays are a two-load dishwasher day and i'm thankful for it. it's a blessing that my extended family want to gather at my house after sunday worship. we had missed two sundays due to sickness then weather so i was eager to get back into our sunday routines.

 

my whole life we spent sundays at my grandparent's house. my papaw had the coffee brewing as we trickled into their house one by one after service. mamaw was always at the stove, finishing up the vegetables and heating up the dishes. my aunts helped her and my cousins and i set the plates and napkins on the round oak table.

 

we ate where we could find a place. the men gathered around the table and the women sat in the living room, balancing plates on our laps.

 

at my house, things haven't changed all that much. i have a small round breakfast table, a large rectangular homeschool, i mean, dining table and the living room catches the left-overs.

 

so, my dishwasher is happily humming once more tonight, a reminder of God's blessings on our family.

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Feb. 25, 2006
milo and his weary parents

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Feb. 22, 2006
germ patrol

clementine is suddenly germ obsessed. i knew someday i'd regret educating her. ever since we had the discussion about germs and how they make you sick (who knew she was paying attention, her little sister sure wasn't) she is policing our family about hand-washing.

 

she has fits when emeline admits she just pottied and didn't wash her hands. the fits involve recounting every thing emeline has touched since leaving the bathroom thus uncovering the germ trail, even when, horrors, it ends up on something of hers. "mom, she touched my barbie!" i have to make emeline go back and scrub up while i rouse clementine with the smelling salts.

 

so tonight when i was rolling their hair with pink sponge rollers clementine got that look in her eyes and began to have convulsions. let me preface this story with an odd family tradition. it goes back to when i was a child, though i am ashamed to admit it, my mother put a pair of panties (clean of course) on our rolled hair to hold in the rollers. we have very fine, straight hair in my family and the days of stocking caps are long gone. panties have done in a pinch what stocking caps could do more attractively. i carry that absurd tradition on with my girls.

 

i am shuddering now to continue the story but i'm sure by now you are guessing how germs may figure in. clementine remembered that the last pair of panties she had on her head may have been the same pair tried on and rejected by her sister the night before. alas, germs.

 

to her credit clementine was able to laugh, even hysterically at the thought and so did i, while emeline was still questioning what could have happened. she didn't hear the whole story and was insisting she had just washed her hands.

 

although, when i pointed out that all night as she slept soundly the germs were likely crawling out of the panties and down her face.

 

and i wonder where her terror comes from.

 

 

 

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Feb. 20, 2006
my neighbor is not a fair-weather walker

across the street my neighbor is walking up and down her long driveway. surely she's doing it simply to make me feel guilty. she is bundled up to the top of her head in this 30 something degree weather, under the gray, flat sky. how does she make herself walk on a day like today?

 

our feeders were swamped with goldfinches this morning. they blended into the leaves and golden grass below and flitted to and from the feeders. we watched from the kitchen window. this weekend the show was on the lawn. meadowlarks picked their way from one side to the other in a slow, quiet procession. even now, i can hear a bird's solemn whistle outside the office window. the birds aren't discouraged by this cold, damp weather.

 

there she goes, my neighbor, on perhaps her 20th lap up the driveway. i should look to her for inspiration, and as a sign. when i see her yellow coat moving up and down the drive, i too should bundle up and put on my tennis shoes.

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Feb. 17, 2006
blackbird pie

we woke up to a perfectly normal day! it was so disappointing. now, though, it is starting to sleet and icicles are forming on the roof. sleet is the most boring precipitation possible. little white beads that you can't play in and aren't beautiful.

 

my yard has been covered in blackbirds. milo got up and ran to the window pointing excitedly and jibbering behind his passy to show me. they are fun to watch, yanking worms out of our frozen yard, but when they start getting into my feeder i have to open the front door and they fan out in a black wave across the sky.

 

hope everyone has a cozy weekend.

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Feb. 2, 2006
a walk after the rain

after it finally stopped raining today, my baby boy and i walked to the mailbox down our wet gravel driveway. he was wearing his tiny rubber boots and holding tightly to my hand. he pointed at puddles and we stopped to peer into them. he laughed at the cats chasing each other and perked up at the sound of crows in the distance. it made me remember my oldest daughter at about the same age, going on walks with me down the gravel road at our old house.

 

the complete attention she got from me was constant. i talked to her all day and she talked back! she was an early talker. and i remember thinking, she is so wonderful why would i ever want another child.

 

well, that changed. in fact, there are times i wish my house were even fuller with children. however, the individual time i spend with each is not like it used to be. special one on one moments like i had with my son today are not as frequent and i fell like i talk around him more than i talk to him. but i don't think they are missing out on much.

 

they have each other. i told my husband the other day, they could live without us but they couldn't live without each other. my son is so joyful when his sisters have been gone somewhere and then return. they miss each other, they love each other and that warms my heart.

 

i'm glad they depend on each other and i hope their love for one another stays strong and the relationships last throughout their life.

 

 

 

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Jan. 30, 2006
spaghetti with roasted parakeet and other bedtime stories

every night my youngest daughter asks to hear a story from "when i was a little kid." the pet stories have been the biggest hits and tonight's story brought gales of laughter. it was one of my petie the parakeet stories about the time he was flying around the house and landed in a pot of cooking spaghetti. fearing that the bird might be boiled alive, i quickly scooped him out and rinsed his blue feathers, now tinged with an orange glow. he survived, and so did we (we ate the spaghetti)!

 

i remember hearing stories about my own parents' childhood adventures with their siblings and how we begged for more. remember when uncle put raisins in my aunt's baby doll's diaper and when she went to change it, what a surprise! i even have memories of hearing my grandparents' childhood stories and how precious those are to me now.

 

reading stories to your kids creates a wonderful connection between you and the story. you are all caught up in the same imaginative world at the same time. but don't forget to tell the stories of you every now and then too. stories of our past build a heritage that they will pass on to their children. and the stories mean so much more because they are your stories, and your stories will become their stories.

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