Oct. 6, 2008 - Monday recess

Kids are playing outside and I'm zappin' a cold cup of coffee.
Just beeped; let me go get it.

There's that's better.

Well, we have an event Friday.  It is a Mother/Daughter Tea Party.   I've got 2 games planned.  One game is "What is that Nursery Rhyme?" in which a line from a nursery rhyme is given and participants guess the title of the nursery rhyme.  Doesn't that just sound like fun?  The other one is "What can we bring to the tea party?"  The leader will name some things that can be brought (e.g. spoons, butter, cookies) and other participants come up with something that can be brought.  If they give a correct guess (cheese), the leader will say "yes, you can come to the tea party."  If they say a wrong item (fruit), "I'm sorry.  You cannot bring that."  Participation goes around the circle once, then the participants give another correct answer and then can guess as to the rule it follows (double letter).  Because there may be young ones there that will need help, older ones are welcome to give clues to help them out.

Also, I've asked a friend to come speak.  She is a wonderful woman who I knew in my high school years as a wife and homeschool mother that was in a way a mentor to me.  A lot of the mentoring that took place was by example.  I loved how her family was--how they related to each other.  It seemed like it was the way it was supposed to be.  Those were the years that started that desire to homeschool in me.  It was because of home, not because of intelligent children (even though hers are), and not because of bad schools (it wasn't all that bad where I was--at least some parts), nor because of support (I knew of no one else in our church that home schooled).  She went against the culture I'm sure.  This is about home/family--being there and helping each other and learning with each other--doing things together.  Certainly God has called me to do this, but how would I have had a picture of what it looked like if I had not ever seen her family, if she had not opened her home and her family to me.  I'm very thankful.

Oh and if anyone wants to come to my house--there are no guarantees what it will look like.