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Schooling two active boys has never been more... interesting. That's the word I'm looking for!
I love my boys! God has given them the blessing of strong, active bodies and minds. We continually pray the first will remain intact, and the second will remain engaged with Him first, and then the school work. You'll meet my sweet sons, both entirely different, but both loving God to the best of their ability in the way He made them. I lovingly refer to them as my Bell Pepper Boy and my Habanero or Hambone. That should say it all!
This blog is an eclectic mix. The events, conversations, and the thoughts behind it all will be in here.
Every once in a while I'll try to capture something I don't want to forget. I hope you find things you enjoy. Please let me know if you do!
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Our Curriculum
- Mystery of History vol. 1
- Saxon 5/4
- Horizons Grade 2
- A Beka Language
- Spelling Power
- Apologia Zoology 1
Books I'm Reading
- The Bible
- Adam and His Kin by Beechick
- It by Groeschel
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Friday, August 15, 2008
Calling for a Do-Over!
Posted in Due to Technical Difficulties Beyond Our Control. . .
Ugh. That's about all I have to say. Isn't that the appropriate response when things take an unexpected turn and throw you for an emotional loop? Okay, maybe it's not the most appropriate response. It's probably the natural one. The Godly one is something like Psalm 121:1-2.
Last night we had one of those moments that could have been prevented. It didn't have to happen. It shouldn't have happened. A moment of mental lapse, and it's all over. Nothing can be done to fix it. *sigh*
I'm still calling for a do-over (loudly in my head)!
We have a greyhound. Our lovely greyhound has something called prey drive. We know this. We are very careful with small things . . . usually.
For more than two years we've had a button quail named Basil. He was the cutest thing on one and a half legs! (He came to us as a cast off that way.) He loved to be scritched under the chin and on top of the head. He loved to sit in Habanero's hands to be loved and petted. His awkward little walk, his cute little calls, his amazing impression of Darth Vader . . . this was a cool little bird!
A momentary lapse of judgment, a brief distraction, and Basil is no more.
I miss the little bugger. He was my favorite bird (especially since I wasn't allergic to him). As much as I miss him, Habanero misses him more. Add to the whole thing that Habanero had him out just moments before, and it's just tragic. I came home last night to a confused and devastated household. The wailing will be with me for a while, I think.
I'm tired. I want a do-over. In my do-over, I want to be here to change just one moment in time. *sigh*
Sterling, the diamond dove, misses his buddy, too. All night and all morning, the calls of a sad dove lingered in the house. Sad.
A moment of silence for the Basil bird . . . .
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Friday, August 15, 2008 - Untitled Comment
AS for the bird skeleton we found, it actually is a bit smaller than it looks. And no, I am not planning on calling the local officals to test it, I have no idea if we are supposed to. We are keeping it sealed in our garage until we want to pull it out and take all the bones apart. :-D!
And I agree, those fancy weather things are pricey --- but some are sooooo neato! I have my eye on a couple. However, the homemade ones we've made have been pretty darn fun!