Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Life...


I've got three sick babies today. Despite a long night, Little Man was up at 7. However, Sister slept until 10:45. Uh-huh. She's still in her jammers and has sipped orange juice all day. I woke Little Bit at 11am. I guess coughing all night wore the girls out?

(Above pic is from the weekend. The girls were "playing homeschool.")


Later, last weekend, all three conspired to make a "pirate ship" and "sail the seven seas!" A lot of tape, one pirate flag, an old wrapping paper tube, and the sash off a dress - made for one fine pirate ship.



Sister made Toothless...


and rode him all over the house and even made a bed for him! (Translation: yarn, draped in fabric scraps, tied to her coat rack and strung across the bedroom and tied to her desk chair, making the room almost entirely inaccessible, but oh, so fun!)


Sister has also been doing a little house painting. All the fam went in to purchase a doll house for her for Christmas. This was meant to be her house that she could decorate however she wanted. She painted the nursery light pink - walls and floor, and finally used her prized Fancy Nancy stickers as wall decals, and painted "her" bedroom aqua.


And she is so proud. I am happy for her. It's fun to see her creative wheels turn! Even when it makes me gasp and I have to remind myself we got this for her so she could call the shots.


The Engineer has been hard at work trimming out the library. Little by little...the progress is slow, but AMAZING. He is so talented. SO talented.


And there has been the typical business of life, over the weekend and since...crumbs everywhere...


Spilling faster than one can sweep them up...evidence of life!


And the intense blessing of three children and all the clothes they wear. The never ending cycle...and when my heart grumbles, I remember hauling our laundry basket from married student housing to the other side of campus, to spend hours and many, many quarters...and I remember the time I had it all washed, dried, and folded, and was on my way down a flight of stairs only to lose the entire basket. And I am thankful for a washer and dryer - INSIDE my house! (And I remember writing in my prayer journal in that laundry mat, on one of those folding tables, pleading with God to bless us with a baby...a girl, if He would...many months later, Sister joined our family!)


Little Bit, in her pearls - always - got her hands on some graham crackers. I'd just opened them.


Um, she went to town.


Sister's made about ninety-two popsicles in her "make your own" mold. That's just since she got them on Friday. How 'bout that t-shirt? A gift to me, from my bro-in-law. The Engineer (that's his photo) made that in grade school at a Harley Davidson rally. (He went with his BFF.)


I opened the freezer and this made me smile. The colors. The blessings.


We've just finished The Wind in the Willows. We all thoroughly enjoyed it. We've spotted many a mole burrow (tunnel - whatever?) in our yard. I just know there's an underground world of cute little moles and their friends having adventures in our back yard. I think the children might have the same idea.

So far, Ginger Pye is pretty cute!


Lunch on Monday was sliced cukes (cucumbers) sprinkled with feta cheese. The children ate THREE cukes! (All gifts from the beloved Mr. Earl - thank you!!!)


The children and I have been working on a recipe for Rosemary Bread.


So far, so good.


A precious start to the morning. Even if it is decaf. 


A friend of ours has a birthday coming up and I was feeling the bug to sew...


I knew ruffles would be cute. Her name, appliqued, would be cute, too.


So I broke out a brand new hot pink pillowcase, appliqued (in my head I call this "applique the red-neck way"...'cause I cut out the letters and then sprayed the backs with spray glue, slapped 'em on, and then stitched 'em down...). All in all, pretty cute. I hope the birthday girl likes it!

Here's to a good night of sleep. Healthy babies. All three cuddled on the sofa with pillows and blankets. A giant pot of homemade chicken soup...and The Engineer's sweet gift of a Route 44 Lemon Berry Real Fruit Slush. Yum...what a great ending to a long day. Blessings to you and yours!

Friday, May 13, 2011

88oz, Life, & A Word On Homeschooling


It's 7:00 on a Friday night. I am alone and in bed. The Engineer took all three to a birthday party. I am sort of laughing...I know that's bad to laugh. I'm fighting sinus/allergy junk and right now, it's winning. Last night, despite feeling awful, was awesome. With a cell phone...from bed...I was able to phone The Engineer, who answered with "room service," should I need anything. Like, say, a third bowl of piping hot soup. And I have to praise the man. He has bent over backwards to care for me. Soup in bed. Sonic slushes (88oz of Sonic Real Fruit Slushes in seven hours...needed to numb the throat). Other than the fact that I feel awful, this has been wonderful.


Guess what I did recently? Took down all my base cabinet doors (you can kind of get an idea of what things looked like from above photo). 


...and put up small curtain rods, and put that dyed drop cloth to good use.


I like our kitchen so much more, now. To access drawers, we slide the fabric to the side. While that isn't the most convenient, it isn't that big of a drawback - at least not in my book. I love accessing the lower cabinets from either side and not having a door in the way. 


They're super easy to launder, too. Just slide 'em off, wash and dry, and slide 'em back on. Compared to what we had, I am SUPER pleased. (And one day...maybe...I'll finish painting the walls and put the hardware back on the upper cabs...hem the cafe curtains...one day...) 


These two are so cute. Little Bit's personality is literally, busting out of her. She is hilarious and the most stubborn, hard headed little thing I think I've ever met. She ADORES her sis and bro. I found these two cuddled up on the sofa after breakfast this week. I mean, really, does it get any sweeter?


Let's talk homeschool for a bit. I've gotten a lot of emails asking me about homeschool - how and why and a lot of "should I" questions. So...I've decided to try and address some of that here. Lightly. If you have more questions, please feel free to email or comment and I will do my best to answer.


My poor children are total guinea pigs. We have learned a lot about what does and does not work. I have talked to a lot of ladies and read a lot of books and blogs...the more I read, the more I realize I have to learn. We have prayed over this journey and sought to be obedient to the Lord's leading, and He has faithfully met our every need.


This past year, as many of you know, we used as a "transitional year" for Sister. She wasn't quite ready for first grade, but we didn't need a repeat of kindergarten either. So, we decided to homeschool just her for this one year and planned to begin first grade fall of 2011. And then something happened, and we fell in love with homeschooling...for a ton of reasons...and I won't go into all that right here. Suffice it to say, the one thing I adamantly declared I would NOT do (during our premarital counseling), has become something I LOVE and am so thankful for and feel totally called to do.


For Sister, who turned six last summer, we decided to work towards firming up her foundation in reading and math, and of course, I wanted to begin to teach and hopefully cultivate a love for the gentle arts.

Simply because our plan was to put her into first grade at a local private school, we assembled our curriculum based on what they use...however, had we to do it over again, I'd do the same thing. It worked so well. We cover: Bible, Catechism, Handwriting (Zaner Bloser), Language Arts (Sing, Spell, Read, and Write), Reading (aloud - me to her, and she then summarizes what she's learned), Math (Saxon), and a few of the gentle arts.




Can I say I've learned a lot since day one...and that I have a TON to learn. A seasoned homeschooling mama gave me one suggestion that has radically changed our school time - I LOVE it. Sister and Little Man each get two popsicle stick figures when we begin our school day. This translates to two interruptions each. Meaning? Sister is a story teller and something always reminds her of something else...that she needs to tell me. So she can. Twice and only twice. So when she begins to interrupt our lesson, I'll say, "Do you want to give me one of your figures?" And she usually jumps right back into her work. The same has held true for Little Man. One morning last week he used both of his figures early on and sweet Sister gave him hers...


We've read through The Jesus Storybook Bible by Sally Lloyd-Jones three times...and this was WONDERFUL!!! I HIGHLY recommend it! However, I've decided to take a little break and we're reading through Proverbs. One chapter each morning. I usually read to them during breakfast and we talk about what the passage means - what is God teaching us and how can we use this in our lives, in our hearts? I am floored with how much they both understand. Young children pick up on SO much. They are like little sponges. May we faithfully drench them with living water.


After Bible reading we go through several catechism questions. I had grand plans for Sister to know all 150 of the Children's Catechism, but here's the deal, I'd much rather her really know the first 85, than sort of know all 150. So...we're drilling on the first 85, still. And it is precious to hear her answer...to hear truth. Little Man is picking up on it, too. 

Following catechism, I read aloud to the children, usually for about an hour. Of course, with three small children, there are many interruptions. I have learned to give them something to do with their hands, and they are MUCH happier and more content and listen much better. Some days I give them each a few cans of play-doh (no cookie cutters or other stuff to play with - just their little fingers), some days I pull out legos, other days markers or crayons...I love sitting in the big wing back chair in our living room and looking down to see my babies playing while I read aloud. These have been rich times and we've had many an adventure together thanks to books!


And then we play outside for 20-30 minutes. RECESS!!! And all hands on deck - Little Bit is dangerous on the swings and slide! I literally set a timer and when it dings, we head inside. Little Bit goes in her crib along with a stack of board books and her babies and she plays contentedly for a good hour...

During that hour, I set Little Man up with a color by number sheet (I circle the numbers in the code box with the correct color so he can match it up). He is really into these and takes his sweet time. Sister and I tackle math - which she loves and Little Man likes being a part of that, too. He'll jump in and count with us and say the days of the week, etc. And if there are any manipulatives involved, you can bet he's hands on! After math we do Language Arts, and Little Man will cuddle up with us when Sister has to read aloud. Following that, we spend some time working through speech therapy worksheets and then it's time for lunch.


Sister always has homework. This was super cool at first. Now she's not so pumped. But, here's what I learned, if I gave her, say, handwriting, to do during school, she would take her SWEEEEEET time and I felt like screaming. Something that should take her ten minutes would take forty-five. However, when handwriting must be done on her time, she can execute it well in much less time. Math always has a portion that is to be completed later, so that goes in for homework, too. Depending on how reading is going, sometimes I'll assign her to re-read a story aloud to me or The Engineer. All said, it's about 30-45 minutes of homework on a heavy day. 


Sister carved a dragon head out of a strawberry. It was actually quite impressive. Fruit sculpture has not been one of the gentle arts we've focused on....

I typically eat in about a quarter of the time it takes the children, so usually I'll read aloud to them once I'm finished, until they finish. And then we all pitch in to clear the table, push in chairs, sweep, wash, etc. We go through and pick up the downstairs, put clean clothes away, etc. and I put Little Bit down. Sometimes Sister and I use that time to tackle an art project, etc. but usually, she and Little Man go to their rooms for "rest time."


On an absolutely ideal morning, I rise with or right after The Engineer - around 5 or 5:30, work out, shower, dress, swish and swipe the bathroom (fly lady), start a load, and have my quiet time. This doesn't always happen. And that's ok. The days when it does, I'm just like, "YES!!! SWEET!!!"

Wednesday I'd begun feeling sick. The Engineer instructed me to turn off my alarm, go back to sleep, and sleep as late as I could. I woke at 8:30 when Little Man snuggled up beside me. Sister and Little Bit were sleeping soundly still...we were all exhausted. Mornings like that (ok, every morning) I am thankful, so thankful to be homeschooling. We started later and finished later - what a blessing!


This year we completed the last half of the Sing, Spell, Read, Write Curriculum from kindergarten and we're three quarters of the way through the first grade curriculum. We went through Saxon Math for kindergarten and are about one fifth of the way through the first grade curriculum. We did all of the Zaner Bloser handwriting for kindergarten and first grade...and we read several books aloud. See here for our 2011 list.


I've got a "treasure box" that family and friends help me keep stocked. On the days the children work hard and choose a good attitude and obedience, they get to pick one item...this has helped motivate!

Sister and I have one morning a week when Little Man and Little Bit are both in "school." We take that time to eat breakfast out and we take our school work along and make a long morning of it...over coffee, a cinnamon roll (Sister) and a bagel (me). Those one on one mornings are sweet and precious times.

We've got a little over a week left. I can't believe we've made it. The Lord has been so gracious. This has been a sweet season I wouldn't trade for anything! And...three years ago, had you told me where I'd be, I'd have laughed HARD.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Sail On


I wanted to share a quick little transformation that has made such a huge difference! The above painting was painted, if I have the story straight, many years ago by a co-worker and friend of The Engineer's Grandfather. I'm not sure why or how it ended up in The Engineer's hands, perhaps because of his love of sailing? Regardless, he loves this painting. For many years it's hung upstairs in the playroom. The children and I have recently begun pretending it's very much like the painting in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. You know? The one that comes to life and fills the room with sea water? Their way in...



Anyway, I just wasn't so crazy about the frame. Now, I know a lot of artists who have VERY strong opinions about the type frame in which their art should or should not be hung. I've been vented to, regarding "the tacky frame she hung my painting in!" I've even read of artists removing their work from certain frames. I have no idea who picked this frame. However, I like gold. So does The Engineer. And it's hanging in our house.


So I slid card stock between the canvas and the frame and brought out my trusty tube of "Rub n' Buff Antique Gold" and set to work. That $5 tube has helped with many a project.


Once she was dry, I carried her all over the house, holding her up here and there...and finally I came to the master bedroom...and I just knew it was a good fit. (I've been trying to re-work our bedroom...that's a story in and of itself... the walls used to be quite  dark. Several months ago....I painted them white. And we are loving it!)


The Engineer is thrilled. I really like the gold frame. And I loved seeing his face light up at the transformation. But more than that, I love that he is happy with its new placement. Sigh. 



Again, I stand amazed at God's sweet blessings and His attention to the seemingly insignificant. 

Monday, May 9, 2011

Your Hot. Yeppppppp!


Good Monday morning to you! We've had a jam packed weekend and I am thrilled for the new start and freshness today brings!


Little Man had his end of the year program Thursday morning. The Engineer got to take the day off and join us. I sat in the pew watching and wanting to pinch myself. To take it ALL in. To LIVE in the moment. To see. To hear. To listen. To savor. I can scarcely believe my Little Man has completed 3-P. The year has flown.


And he completely cracks me up. I am pumped about next year! PUMPED. I know their will be long days and there will undoubtedly be days I question my own sanity, but I have a peace, a confirmation in my heart that home is exactly where he needs to be next year. Peace like that is priceless.


With The Engineer being home Thursday, I slacked and Sister and I didn't do much school. The Engineer was off Friday, too. Again, we did a little, but not as much as I'd wanted. So...Friday night we tucked the littles into bed, sent The Engineer off to dinner and a movie with friends, and Sister and I got down to it. To be honest, I was dreading it, thinking, "really, am I insane? It's Friday night. We should let it go and play..." But we pressed on. And. We. Had. A. Blast. 

Sister whipped through her written work in no time and then we had a whopper of a book to read. We started off cuddling on the sofa and then it hit me...and I grabbed her hand and rushed her into my bathroom and we filled the sink with warm water and bath salts and soaked our feet while she read and read and read. And it was wonderful. And we both agreed, "homeschooling rocks." 

She asked if we could make "night school" the norm. Not a chance. Though it was fun!



Speaking of reading, this is a book Sister wrote earlier this year. Completely independent of my help. (Except one request for spelling on the words "borrow" and "marriage.")


(typed exactly as written)

Wow! said The mom bird. is my baby going to hatch.


it. is.!


STory 2


WoW Your HOT


i love you! kis!


Yepppppppp!
We Will get mried mred mrid married

For real, how hilarious is that? Where did she learn to call someone "hot?" Oh, um, The Engineer and I have been known, upon occasion, to refer to one another as "hot." Hmmm...


So here's to a new week and homeschool and three children! Here's to seeing God's mercies new and fresh again and again.

And on that new and fresh mercies note...I am so thankful our Heavenly Father does not abandon His children. Mother's Day usually finds me at my worst. I battled selfishness ALL DAY LONG. I fought to bite my tongue and I pleaded with God to change me. I hate seeing how wicked my heart is. I hate who I really am... deep down... the thoughts of my heart that no one but me and my Father see. It is horrific. And it drives me in desperation to the cross. And all day yesterday, I kept seeing how pathetic I am in my self love. And it was about stuff. What I did get. What I didn't get. And I HATE that I am like that. Ugh. And so I would bite my tongue and give thanks to the Lord and beg Him to change me. And He is. And there is so much to change. I am corrupt in every part of my being and He is the only good thing in me. And days like my birthday and Mother's Day - they bring out my total love of self. It is on days like those that I stand in awe of God's mercies and tenderness. I wouldn't want to save someone like me. And while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. The righteous for the unrighteous. Thank You, Father.

Happy Monday. Delight in His mercies, friend!