In our 10th year of homeschooling! I use Tapestry of Grace, Singapore Math and Teaching Textbooks, Apologia science and Bob Jones for Reading, Spelling, Grammar. I also mix in IEW writing and Five in a Row. We are starting Rosetta Stone Hebrew in anticipation of a move to the Middle East soon. I am a Bob Jones/Rosetta Stone Homeworks Consultant. I love talking about Homeschooling and helping other moms find a curriculum that fits their family! I am also an Ebay Trading Assistant and love to help my friends learn how to sell their used curriculum online to help buy new curriculum! http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/ en-us Homeschool Blogger Wed, 8 Apr 2009 12:24:00 -0500 Wed, 8 Apr 2009 12:24:00 -0500 I should be madly cleaning my house as we are getting ready to celebrate Passover.  I have been neglecting this blog because I have suffered with depression in the last year.  I won't bore you with all the details.  Let's just say that I am grateful to God for sustaining my life and that I am blessed to homeschool my children.  When all the world seems to be heading in the wrong direction, I am trusting in the Lord and His promises for His children.  I have struggled with anxiety and fear over the future ever since I became pregnant with my first child.  Even then, I knew that worry and fear was a sin.  I just couldn't conquer it!  I come from a very dysfunctional family.  Many things happened in my childhood that I am not even able  to talk about without revisiting those traumas.  When I became a believer, I thought I was supposed to become perfect.  When I failed to achieve that perfection, I became withdrawn and turned to worldly pleasures instead of God.  This all culminated last Spring with a rather dramatic performance, starring yours truly.  I had no idea where the hopelessness and fear crept in, but it hit me hard.  I am just now coming to understand how delicate life is.  I took it for granted and neglected my own health.  Where do you go when all your "friends" don't want to be around you?  What can you do when your poor diet choices have started to wreak havoc on your body?  HOW do you start to cleanse and purge the junk inside of your physical and spirtual body?  I just am so overwhelmed by all the mess around me.  I hate that I see things that I cannot change and I really want to escape from it all! Ok, so there.  This is the beginning of a renewal period for me.  This blog will be a place where I can journal my journey with weight loss and spiritual recovery.  Homeschooling will always be important to me, and I hope to become proficient with the HTML stuff so I can post pictures of our homeschooling days. Be Blessed!  Chag Sameach to all you Messianic believers and Happy Ressurection Day to all the other Christians!    http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/677174/ Wed, 8 Apr 2009 12:24:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/677174/ I have been homeschooling for 9 years now.  You would think that with all the curriculum I have sampled that I would be an expert by now.  Unfortunately, I am realizing that I am in the learning stages myself.  My oldest is in 9th grade, and is very adamant about going to college on a scholarship.  I have not been the best homeschool mom, I admit that there are days when I just shove the books and assignment tracking page in front of her and tell her to check off each lesson as it is completed.  There are days when I get so distracted by my preschooler and my hubby's business that I don't even sit down to read to any of my kids.  I have tried to use unit studies that would incorporate all of the kids, I have tried the traditional textbook approach, I have even tried unschooling (oh horror)!  In all of these trials, the only method that is successful is one that is devoted and bathed in prayer to God, who has more than my agenda in His plans.. He has each one of my children in His hands as well.  I posted a prayer request to a group about my struggles with homeschooling a bright but lazy teenager, and how I was feeling that maybe my homeschool journey was over.  I am copying a portion of a response that I found really wise.   ****************************************************************************************** First, I would *write down* why you started to homeschool.  If it was any other reason than you felt it was a Bibical mandate, you are free to consider wheather your homeschool journey is over.   If, however, you see it as a Bibical mandate to you, you need to persevere.  While our circumstances differ, you know we have our hurdles with special needs, large family, etc.  I would be happy to "talk" with you and let you in on some things that have helped...and some things that haven't.   Ultimately, you are training disciples for Christ.   His training program at the moment for them (and you?) may be more character issues than academic performance.  Then again, maybe it is the academics.  I know it doesn't sound like it, but really I believe this is between you and your Lord.  I will pray for you and encourage you the best I can no matter what you decide.    If you send the children to school, in some ways your job will be much harder.  You may spend alot of time advocating, dealing with the school over the anger/academic issues, dealing with the social issues, expenses that you don't have now like activities and different clothing, lunches, etc.    Whatever you do, persevere.  Decide because you know it's right before your loving Lord.  Persevere in your character training and relationship development.  Don't send them to school if you see yourself "failing" at homeschool.  If it's just that, you may be on the brink of progress....it's the darkest just before dawn!   Here is a song and cartoon by the way of encouragement. Click on the earphones by "Walk in the Dark"...it's carried me through much http://www.waynewatson.com/default.aspx?pid=2   http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/465310/ Mon, 21 Jan 2008 11:25:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/465310/ THE SCULPTOR     Isaac slid his hand over the smooth, cool, sculpture. He studied the detail. He ran his curious blue eyes over every curve and indention. “Master,” he said, “how dost Thou capture every beautiful and significant feature? Every detail and complication? Mine eyes have never seen such wonderful handiwork.”  The Sculptor gently smiled. He looked at the garden beside them. Large blue butterflies spread their wings over the white and orange lilies. He did not answer.  Isaac admired the other works of art. There were a horse, a dolphin, a tree, and a deer. Several smaller statues surrounded them. Each one was perfectly shaped. Not a line was out of place.  A soft, calming breeze swept through the garden. The sky was gray and peaceful. Morning dew was still on the grass, and the entire place was filled with quiet and tranquility.  The Sculptor did not look up. His gentle, wrinkled hands were busy. He was making a bird. His gray and understanding eyes followed the curves and shapes.  Isaac yearned to have the ability to do what his Master could do.  “Isaac,” said the Sculptor, stopping His work to talk to him. “To sculpt and to build and to create, you must break the clay down. You must crush it and make it into dust, then mix it with water. This makes new clay that is pliable in your hands.  Likewise, you must let the Sculptor of the universe- who created all things good- break you in His hands, so that He may use the hardened clay. Man is proud and cruel and hardened; the Sculptor must crush him, crush his pride, and crush his hardened heart so that He can make it new.”  Isaac was silent. Understanding slowly came to his mind. His heart had been hardened.  “I want to be crushed!” he cried out in a broken voice. The Sculptor held out his hands. They were stained with blood.  Isaac wept. The Sculptor wrapped His arms around him.  “Thou art forgiven.” he lovingly said.               http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/436491/ Fri, 30 Nov 2007 12:48:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/436491/ Spiritual Warfare and Praying for Your KidsBy Jennifer Leigh RyanEarlier this year a gorilla escaped his cage and bounded out of nowhere to snatch a toddler from his mother's arms. So much for a breezy day at the zoo! As the mother struggled to free her child, the beast flung her across the walkway. She watched in horror as the monster bit her baby's body. The police shot the gorilla just in time. The child was released relatively unharmed. Can you imagine how that woman wrestled to free her son from the grip of that animal?Well Ladies, put up your dukes! Spiritual warfare is waging on the home front. Like that rabid gorilla, or a roaring lion, our enemy is seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:8). He is eyeballing our kids. Our only hope is God. But God is counting on us. He's not budging unless we stand-up, fight and pray. As one evangelist said, "God does nothing on earth, but by prayer." We've got to pray or be prey. What is Spiritual Warfare?> Spiritual warfare is not about looking for a demon under every bush or casting out devils. It's about power. It's praying without doubting that we are shaping our world (James 5:16). It's an offensive stance against sin and wickedness. Saying, "No devil, you're not getting my child!" We're wielding the power of the Cross and Christ's blood, saying, "In the Name of Jesus, every demon must flee!" (Luke 10:17) It is winning souls, living righteously and setting a good example. It means understanding who we are in Christ, and praying proactively rather than when we've reached dire straights.The BattleDon't underestimate this war. True, we wrestle against "principalities, powers and rulers of the darkness of this age" (Eph. 6:11). But our most formidable foe is ourselves. Our flesh is at war with our soul (1 Peter 2:11). Only by walking in the Spirit can we overcome our flesh (Galatians 5:16). As far as the dark forces, we don't have to worry. The devil was defeated on Calvary. Our job now is to pray in accordance with that defeat and serve as co-laborers with God in effecting our kids' lives. If we aren't praying, we're falling behind.It's time to advance the Kingdom of God; to stand and fight. Paul tells us to "take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, having done all to stand" (Ephesians 6:13). This armor is our Christian virtues of truth, peace, holiness and faith. Our sword is the Word of God. Our prayers link us to God who does our bidding and abolishes our strongholds (2 Corinthians 10:3). Why Pray for our Kids?Mama began praying for Ray before he was born. Though he grew up in church, as a teen he rebelled and grew into a wicked thug when he reached adulthood. Still Mama prayed earnestly for him without wavering. "Ray," Mama said. "Me and my household will be saved" (Acts 16:31)."Right, Mama!" Ray laughed. "Face it. I'm happy doing drugs and stealing. Give up!""Somebody's lying." Mama said. "Is it God?" "No, Mama," Ray said, shaking his head, amazed at his mother's dogged persistence. "Well, somebody's lying," Mama said. Many years passed, but she never stopped praying. She stood on God's promises about her son. One day, she got a call from the hospital. Ray had been shot. He was dying on a gurney. Mama said, "No sir! My son is not dying. God made me a promise!" The doctor thought she was crazy. She didn't care. She marched to her prayer closet and wrestled with the enemy. Mama won. Ray came back to life after dying from multiple life-threatening gunshot wounds to the head and chest. Five years later, when Ray was in his late-thirties, Mama's prayers were answered. He gave his life to the Lord and was gloriously saved. Now this ex-convict travels the world preaching the gospel and testifying of the power of a praying Mama. Hopefully your children will never be like Ray was, but if they are God will be faithful to you like He was to Mama. Pray the scriptures over your children daily. Once you start, you'll be hooked for life. Repeating scriptures on behalf of your kids is powerful and moving. You'll become a better mom. Here are just a few of the many scriptures you can pray over your children, the list is endless:I pray that ________ (child's name) will have faith in God. (Romans 10:17). I pray that ________ (child's name) will walk in humility (Titus 3:2). I pray that ________ (child's name) will have a good self-esteem (Ephesians 2:10).How to Pray for Your Children:1. Praise God first. (Psalm 100:4) 2. Make sure there is no unconfessed sin in your life that would hinder your prayers. (Psalm 66:18) 3. Acknowledge that you don't know what to pray without the Holy Spirit directing you (Romans 8:26) 4. Deal aggressively with the enemy in Jesus' name with the "sword of the Spirit" which is the Word of God. (James 4:7) 5. Die to your own self and the urge to pray what you feel you should pray. (Romans 8:26) 6. Wait upon the Lord and listen for His direction. (Psalm 62:5) 7. Believe that you are hearing God when you pray (John 10:27) and that he is guiding you. (Psalm 32:8) 8. Ask the Lord to give you confirmation in the Bible. (Psalm 119:105) Jennifer Leigh Ryan is a Freelance Writer, Youth Pastor and Women's Speaker from Dallas, Texas. She is graduating with her Diploma in Practical Theology from Christ for the Nations in Fall 2004. http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/201356/ Wed, 13 Sep 2006 07:51:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/201356/ This letter is being composed on the 1 year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina on behalf of my mother.  My mother, Myrtle, is a long-time resident of Louisiana, and was born and raised there.   She moved to Texas as a young woman and met my father and raised 6 kids.  She moved back to Louisiana 25 years ago after divorcing my father and married my step father, Edward.   She stayed faithfully by his side as his health began to deteriorate after a massive heart attack and heart surgery.  Eventually, he had to have dialysis and oxygen.  My mom’s health also began to go down-hill, she has diabetes and emphysema.  Living 600 miles away, I feel helpless.    Upon hearing the weather reports last August 2005, I called my mom and asked if she was evacuating.  She and my step dad lived in a 30+ year old mobile home that had an additional two rooms added on.  Based on my experience with living in a mobile, I knew that it couldn’t withstand hurricane winds.   Much to my surprise, they were not planning to evacuate!  I begged her to at least go to stay with my step brother in Baton Rouge, I told her that I had a feeling it was going to a bad storm this time.  Finally, they decided to pack up and go to Baton Rouge.  I talked with her in the morning shortly after she arrived at my step brother’s house.  The winds were already starting to pick up there.  However, she was in a brick house and if memory served me correctly, the big bad wolf couldn’t blow the brick house down.  Much safer than that old mobile home.  The phone lines went down and I did worry some, with my eyes fixated on the News.  I knew she was okay.  However, about 4pm that day, I had a horrible feeling in my gut.  I thought, hmm, I didn’t pray for Grandma and Aunt Lena and all the other kin, maybe they are being affected by the storm.  I had talked to a cousin who said he was on the phone with his dad who lived along the Pearl River and winds were about 90 mph and the phone went dead.  The next day, I was able to get through to my step brother’s cell phone and he gave me terrible news.  About 4 pm the day before, my step father and mother decided to drive back home to see if there was any damage to their home.  Forget the warnings and downed trees; my step father was a determined man.  At one point, he was told to turn around and go back to where he came from, but he knew all the back roads and kept going.  My dad always used to say if an enemy ever tried to attack the U.S, he would go hide in all those pine trees in Louisiana and they couldn’t find him.  Well, now all those tall pine trees were downed and littering the highways.  I was fuming mad when I discovered this horrific news.  For 3 days, I couldn’t reach my mother or know if she ever made it home.  I posted Missing ads on the Internet sites that were set up for Katrina victims.  When I heard that my city was going to be taking in evacuees, I rushed to help, maybe that would help alleviate my fears.  I helped serve food to many of them, as well the helpers.  It was a fairly organized operation, but sometimes I felt guilty.  Some kids would come back for seconds, or missed the deadline to get their food by 30 minutes.  We were instructed to not pass out anymore food because they were waiting for a bus of evacuees who had been without food for 3 days.  I admit I couldn’t turn away the pregnant woman and children who came to the table late.  I talked with some of them, finding out things that made my skin crawl.  The ones who were evacuated to the Superdome seemed to have a more traumatic experience than those who stayed in their homes.  I tried to comfort those I could, but inside, I was worried about my own family.  The next day, I called my step brother and gave him a lecture for letting them go.  I told him I realized his daddy was stubborn, but he should have held him back with whatever means were necessary.  I asked him to drive back to their home to check on them.  My step dad needs oxygen, and who knows how much he had left.  I begged him to go right away.  My husband wouldn’t let me jump on a plane, and if I did, where would it land?  New Orleans was in chaos.  Finally, I heard some good news that night.  My step brother went to my mom’s house and saw all the trees strewn all over the yard, and half of the home destroyed.  They weren’t there.  He decided to drive to her cousin’s house where my mom had gone to deliver all the meat that had been in her deep freezer.  She said when she walked outside and saw my step brother that she hadn’t been happier in all her life.  She had told her husband that morning that they had to go back because he was out of oxygen and they didn’t have electricity.  What would have normally been a 1.5 hour trip from Baton Rouge to their house took them 9 hours.  When they got home in the middle of the night, they couldn’t even drive onto the driveway.  Gas was spewing out from under the house and it was chaos.  They slept in their car that first night.  The next 2 nights they slept in their new recliners in the living room.  Some water had come in through a broken window, but they were safe.  The next day we got some bad news.  My step father’s mother had been moved from the nursing home in Bogalusa when it lost power and she died of dehydration.   The days and weeks that followed were painful for my mother and step father.  They couldn’t get immediate help and eventually had to pay someone to cut and remove all the trees from their land.  I remember when my aunt had a timber company pay her for the trees!  I guess these trees weren’t valuable anymore in their current state.  After 4 months, FEMA gave a modest sum for repairs.  Since there was no insurance, my mom had to find the cheapest materials and labor available.  Fortunately, my uncle had a construction crew that would not charge too much.  The repairs were done, though the bent frame on the mobile home couldn’t be repaired.  The rooms that were added on sustained the bulk of the damage, and that was where the repairs were concentrated on.  On Easter morning, I called my mom and found out she was going on a trip to the Smokey Mountains!  That just happened to be the week where a bear mauled a little girl and her mother to death in those same mountains.  Great, more to worry about!  I was surprised that my step father agreed to go considering his health.  I think he knew his time was short and he wanted to leave a good memory for my mom.   She came back (thank God she didn’t find any bears)! and tried to make Edward as comfortable as possible. I talked on the phone to her every week, but I was busy with selling our house, buying another one, helping my husband’s business and schooling my children.  Time was never on my side.  One week after our move into the new house, I got a call from mama crying.  “My baby is gone!”  I thought at first she was referring to my brother or sister, but realized it was my step father.  She had to go to the Emergency Room because she had been having nosebleeds every day for a week.  She told my step father to go back home because it could be a while and she would call him when she was released.  The doctors wanted to admit her, but she signed herself out.  She tried calling home and there was no answer.  She became worried and asked one of her cousins who had been visiting someone else in the hospital for a ride home.  As soon as mama opened the door, she saw Edward sitting in his chair and just knew he was dead.  At that point, she started to get hysterical and her cousin heard her and pulled back into the driveway.  Mama told her to put his oxygen on, he will come back!  It was too late.  He was gone.  I was able to arrange a few days off to fly with my brother on a plane to attend the funeral.  I took my youngest son, 2 years old.  I hadn’t been on a plane in over 12 years and had sworn after 9/11 that I never would.  Well, 2 hours on a plane is a lot easier in a rush than 12 hours in a car with a toddler.  At one point, I let my son look out the window right after take off.  He said “We are in the sky! I don’t want to fall!”  I don’t either baby!  I made it through.  The trip home was a little rough.  Leaving mama was hard to do; I wished I could take her home with me.   Three weeks after my step-father’s death, I called my mom on a Saturday and while I was talking to her, I heard my aunt in the background.  There was a bad thunderstorm and she needed my mom to get off the phone and help her with the window that had never been repaired as rain was coming in.  The front door blew open.  A few minutes later, my mama called me back crying again.  The roof had come off of the additional rooms again and water was pouring in, all over the new beds and her clothes and dressers.  Could there be anything worse?  Here she is grieving the loss of her husband, is in poor health, and now another disaster strikes.  To this day, those rooms are still damaged. FEMA won’t help her this time.  She is still living there lonely and exhausted.  She can’t even find a lawyer to help her sell the place so she can get away from it all.  I am begging her to come here, but she has too much going on and her mama is in a nursing home up there.  I just wanted to share this story; writing helps me to express my feelings.  Hopefully it will help someone.  Maybe even my mama.   http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/191831/ Mon, 28 Aug 2006 12:02:01 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/191831/ He is both brave and talented.  Click on this link to read his Postcards from Israel Blog: http://www.mysanantonio.com/specials/weblogs/northisrael/2006/08/sensations.html http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/182655/ Sat, 12 Aug 2006 10:29:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/182655/ "Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be shaken but endures forever." Psalm 125:1   AND: Prov. 3:5: "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding..."   This is really hard for me.  It sounds so easy, but when it comes to actually doing it, I want to run and hide.  So, I figured I need to write down for all the world to see.  Pam is going to Trust in the Lord with this house situation.  I will not run and back away, the Lord is in control, not me!  Ok, there!  Now I can get back to life and Mount Laundrymore, which seems to endure forever like Mount Zion! :) http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/131184/ Mon, 8 May 2006 15:32:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/131184/ Missey died on my Birthday.  Although I never met her IRL, I have known her for 5 years, from the start of my homeschooling journey and she was a true inspiration to me.  I posted a reply to a mom who is scheduled for a c-section and is feeling fear after hearing about Missey's death.  I got to thinking that even though we don't have any possible explanation of why a young mother would die, God knows and His ways and thoughts are not our ways and thoughts.  I am learning to appreciate this life journey and recognize that Life is indeed Precious!  I have been convicted to spend more time with my children than my computer, and if that means sacrificing that precious time away from home working to try to buy all the stuff that I think I "need."  I have all I need, really.  I have taken so much for granted and only now do I comprehend the magnitude of God's calling to me as a mother.  Not as a writer, not as a "know-it-all-curriculum-junkie" and not as a lawyer.  Those dreams may come someday, but for now, I have a great ministry right here in my own home.   May we all take time out each day to appreciate our children and dance with them.   Shalom B'Yeshua! http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/93810/ Fri, 3 Mar 2006 14:14:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/93810/ I copied this from homeschoolingforjesus' blog.. Too good to pass up! Good Books for Children Posted in Classical Education For ages 2-4Jesse Bear, What Will You Wear? by N.W. CarlstromYellow Ball by Molly BangMy Blue Boat by Chris L. DemarestThe Little Rabbit by Judy DunnAsk Mr. Bear by Marjorie FlackBlueberries For Sal by Robert McCloskeyGoodnight Moon by Margaret Wise BrownThe Big Green Pocketbook by Candice RansomThe Runaway Bunny by Margaret Wise BrownThe ABC Bunny by Wanda GagIf Jesus Came to My House by Joan Gale ThomasCaps for Sale by Esphyr SlobodkinaThe Carrot Seed by Ruth KraussThe Snowy Day by Ezra Jack KeatsThe Quiet Way Home by Bonny BeckerPlay With Me by Marie Hall EtsPrayer for a Child by Rachel FieldI Am an Artist by Pat L. CollinsAngus Lost by Marjorie FlackKaty No-Pocket by Emmy PayneWe're Going On a Bear Hunt by Michael RosenThe Red Carpet by Rex ParkinCorduroy by Don FreemanJenny's Surprise Summer by EugenieCatch Me and Kiss Me and Say It Again by Clyde and Wendy WatsonEach Peach Pear Plum Janet and Allan AhlbergAmie and Anika by Terry StaffordOn Market Street by Arnold LobelI'm Listening, God, Psalm 19 for Children by Elspeth Campbell MurphyFlossie and the Fox by Patricia McKissackThe King with Six Friends by Jay WilliamsMiss Suzy by Miriam YoungYear at Maple Hill Farm by Alice and Martin ProvensenThe Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric CarleRead Aloud Bible Stories by Ella K. Lindvall Volumes 1-4Miss Spider's Tea Party by David KirkA House is a House for Me by Mary Ann HobermanAll the Places To Love by Patricia MacLachlanOn Mother's Lap by Ann Herbert ScottThe Little Fur Family by Margaret Wise BrownThe Color Kittens by Margaret Wise BrownMy First Bible in Pictures by Kenneth TaylorAges 4-6The Story About Ping by Marjorie Flack and Kurt WieseLentil by Robert McCloskeyMadeline by Ludwig BemelmansA Pair of Red Clogs by Masako MatsunoThe Rag Coat by Lauren MillsWho Owns the Sun? by Stacy ChboskyMike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel by Virginia Lee BurtonThe Glorious Flight by Alice and Martin ProvensenHow to Make an Apple Pie and See the World by Marjorie PricemanGrandfather's Journey by Allen SayCranberry Thanksgiving by Wende and Harry DevlinAnother Celebrated Dancing Bear by Gladys Scheffrin-FalkPapa Piccolo by Carol TalleyVery Last First Time by Jan AndrewsThe Clown of God by Tomie DePaolaStorm in the Night by Mary StoltzKaty and the Big Snow by Virginia Lee BurtonNight of the Moonjellies by Mark ShashaStopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost (with illustrations by Susan Jeffers)The Giraffe That Walked to Paris by Nancy MiltonThree Names by Patricia MacLachlanWee Gillis by Munro LeafOwl Moon by Jane YolenA New Coat for Anna by Harriet ZiefertMrs. Katz and Tush by Patricia PolaccoMirette on the High Wire by Emily Arnold McCullyThey Were Strong and Good by Alice and Robert LawsonBabar, To Duet or Not to Duet based on characters by DeBrunhoffThe Story of Ferdinand by Munro LeafDown, Down the Mountain by Ellis CredleMake Way for Ducklings by Robert McCloskeyThe Tale of Peter Rabbit written and ill. by Beatrix PotterMr. Gumpy's Motor Car by John BurninghamAll Those Secrets of the World by Jane YolenMiss Rumphius by Barbara CooneyThe Little Red LIghthouse and the Great Gray Bridge by Hildegarde SwiftFollow the Drinking Gourd by Jeanette WinterHarold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett JohnsonWhen I Was Young in the Mountains by Cynthia RylantGramma's Walk by Anna Grossnickle HinesThe Bee Tree by Patricia PolaccoAndy and the Circus by Ellis CredleThe Wild Horses of Sweetbriar by Natalie Kinsey-WarnockPaul Revere's Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ill. by Ted RandHenry the Castaway by Mark TaylorThe Finest Horse in Town by Jacqueline Briggs MartinTruman's Aunt Farm by Jama Kim RattiganThe Duchess Bakes a Cake by Virginia KahlAndy and the Lion by James DaughertyDaniel's Duck by Clyde Robert BullaWarm as Wool by Scott Russell SandersThe Salamander Room by Anne MazerClimbing Kansas Mountains by George ShannonAmber on the Mountain by Tony JohnstonLittle Nino's Pizzeria by Karen BarbourRoxaboxen by Alice McLerranThe Raft by Jim LaMarcheMailing May by Michael O. TunnellSnowflake Bentley by Jacqueline Briggs MartinThe Gullywasher by Joyce RossiArabella by Wendy OrrHiggins Bend Song and Dance by Jacqueline Briggs MartinCowboy Charlie by Jeanette WinterGrass Sandals by Dawnine SpivakAlbert by Donna Jo NapoliThe Hickory Chair by Lisa Rose FraustinoHanna's Cold Winter by Trish MarxThe Hatmaker's Sign Retold by Candace FlemingThe Pumpkin Runner by Marsha Diane ArnoldAngelo by David MacaulayWinnie the Pooh series by AA Milne and Ernest H. Shepard(Winnie-The-Pooh, the House at Pooh Corner, When We Were Very Young, Now We Are Six)Beatrix Potter seriesThe Little House by Virginia BurtonThe Little Engine that Could by Watty PiperOne Morning in Maine by Robert McCloskeyOx-Cart Man by Barbara CooneyStone Soup by Marcia BrownThe Story of Little Babaji by by Helen BannermanPoems and Prayers for the Very Young by Martha AlexanderA Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis StevensonHiawatha by Longfellow, illustrated by Susan JeffersThe Tale of Three Trees illustrated by Angela Elwell HuntFlossie and the Fox by Patricia McKissackThe Hundred Dresses by Eleanor EstesThe Plain Princess by Phyllis McGinleyJoseph Had a Little Overcoat by Simms TabackYellow and Pink by William Steig (a good argument for creationism)I Love You the Purplest by by Barbara M. JoosseWith You All the Way by Max LucadoBilly and Blaze books by C.W. Anderson (boys love) Wisdom and the Millers Storytime with the Millers   Ages 6-10Homer Price by Robert McCloskeyThomas Edison, Young Inventer by Sue GuthridgeBetsy Ross, Designer of Our Flag by Ann WeilSarah Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlanSkylark by Patricia MacLachlanThe Story of George Washington Carver by Eva MooreHelen Keller by Margaret DavidsonThe Cricket In Times Square by George Selden, Illustrated by Garth WilliamsThe Saturdays written and illustrated by Elizabeth EnrightNeil Armstrong -- Young Flyer by Montrew Dunham, Illustrated by Meryl HendersonMarie Curie and the Discovery of Radium by Ann E. Steinke, Illustrated by Roger XavierBenjamin Franklin by Ingri D'AulaireGeorge Washington by Ingri D'AulaireBuffalo Bill by Ingri D'AulairePaddle to the Sea by Holling C. HollingTree in the Trail by Holling C. HollingSeabird by Holling C. HollingJames Herriot's Treasury for Children by James HerriotAny books by Thornton BurgessThe Burgess Bird BookThe Burgess Animal bookThe Burgess Seashore bookand many othersOxford Book of Children's Verse Iona and Peter OpieParables from Nature by Margaret GattyCharlotte's Web by E.B. WhiteThe Trumpet of the Swan by E.B. WhiteLittle House Series by Laura Ingalls WilderPocahontas by Ingri D'AulaireThis Country of Ours by HE MarshallJoan of Arc by Diane StanleyPagoo by Holling C HollingUnderstood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield FisherHeidi by Joanna SpyriAbraham Lincoln by Ingri D'AulaireMary Poppins by P.L. TraversBrighty of the Grand Canyon by Marguerite HenryMr. Popper's Penguins by Richard AtwaterA Little Princess by Frances Hodgson BurnettAt The Back of the North Wood by George MacDonaldCaddie Woodlawn by Carol Ryrie BrinkKing of the Wind by Marguerite HenryNational Velvet by Enid BagnoldMiss Hickory by Carolyn Sherwin BaileyThe Incredible Journey by Sheila BurnfordThe Courage of Sarah Noble by Alice DalglieshThe Black Stallion by Walter FarleyOld Yeller by Fred GipsonMisty by Marguerite HenrySmoky the Cowhorse by Will JamesLassie Come Home by Eric KnightKavik the Wolf Dog and Gentle Ben both by Walt MoreyRascal by Sterling NorthThe Blind Colt by Glen RoundsBambi by Felix SaltenCalico Captive and The Sign of the Beaver both by Elizabeth George SpeareCreation Story by Norman MessengerTrue Story of Noah's Ark by Tom Dooley & Bill LooneyThe Tower of Babel by Gloria Clanin & Lloyd R. HightLife In The Great Ice Age by Michael & Beverly OardJoseph by Brian WildsmithExodus by Brian WildsmithEsther's Story by Diane WolksteinThe Light and Glory for Children by Peter MarshallJohnny Tremain by Esther ForbesThe Yearling by Marjorie Kinnan RawlingsRide Like An Indian by Henry V. LaromTwice Queen of France: Anne of Brittany by Mildred Allen ButlerDear Dr. Bell...Your Friend Helen Keller by Judith St. GeorgeAngel of Appalachia: Martha Berry by Elisabeth P. MyersCarry on Mr. Bowditch by Jean Lee LathamOut of Darkness: The Story of Louis Braille by Russell FreedmanThe Young Brontes by Phyllis BentleyThe Story of George Washington Carver by Arna BontempsWyatt Earp, Gunfighting Marshal by E. Ned Johnson (boys love)The Story of Benjamin Franklin by Enid LaMonteHawaii's Queen, Liliuokalani by Adrienne StoneAbe Lincoln Grows Up by by Carl SandburgThe Lady With The Lamp: The Story of Florence Nightingale by Lee WyndhamAnnie Oakley by Shannon GarstNothing Is Impossible: the Story of Beatrix Potter by Dorothy AldisSummer of the Lost Limb by Janis GoodSquanto: Friend of the Pilgrims by Clyde RobertHave You Seen Tom Thumb? by Mabel Leigh HuntQueen Victoria by Noel Streatfeild http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/69639/ Tue, 17 Jan 2006 21:49:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/69639/ Thought this would make you laugh, I know I needed it after all this craziness since the Hurricane!Hello, You've Reached the Mental Health Hotline:   If you are obsessive-compulsive, press 1 repeatedly. If you are codependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you.   If you have multiple personalities, press 3, 4, 5, and 6.   If you are paranoid, we know who you are and what you want.  Stay on the line so we can trace your call.   If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will be transferred to the mother ship.   If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press.   If you are dyslexic, pres 969696969696969.   Blessings!       http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/24604/ Mon, 12 Sep 2005 19:06:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Pammy/24604/