Violin, -lin, -lin!!!

Right now I’m listening to Laura’s CD from her violin book. She has been so blessed to have the chance to learn violin. We are so grateful to those helping make this possible. And I think it’s worth every penny for one reason: behavioral changes. Right now, Laura needs achievements. She needs to see progress….

To Those Tempted To Homeschool-An Open Letter

I heard somewhere that you were thinking about homeschooling. Don’t bother asking where, we’re like the Mafia, we never tell. But since you’re at least interested, take a seat and listen to my spiel. As tempting as homeschool sounds, you’re uncertain; suspicious even. What about socialization, grades, keeping up, and the persistent fear that your…

Support your Local Library.

I realized that I support a very worthwhile charity.  I pay library fines dutifully every month.  Aren’t I community-conscious?  Next time you crack open a book in one of the Central Rappahanock Libraries and inhale that musty ink-perfume, think of me…and that old picture of Max above. I just wanted an excuse to put that…

She’s His daughter, too.

My heart is very full tonight.  I think there are a lot of reasons for this and, with your patience, I will attempt to voice them. I think, particularly as a teenager and on, that I have had a difficult time fully trusting the Lord to direct my life.  Not because I don’t trust him….

“Don’t worry, she’ll hold together!”

“Steady, baby, hold together…” All I can say is it’s a good thing I was granted a medical deferment for  this semester.  Since I dropped my classes, it has been one thing after another.  Most of those things are people emptying their guts into any and all vessels in the house.  I know.  Gross, right?…

Manifesto of a six-year-old

Besides some of my own issues involving a very unhappy stomach, we’ve had a good day today. Mutually-Assured-Timeouts only needed to be administered twice before they got the picture that you don’t hit, kick, or sit on the head of your sibling. Yes, there was indeed head-sitting. Max is becoming quite the bruiser. Remember from…

The semblance of a normal life…

Maybe it’s just the third trimester.  Maybe it’s the two-day move followed by weeks of boxes in every room (that are still unpacked as of now). Maybe it’s this nagging sense that absolutely nothing is going right. Because, honestly, that’s certainly how it feels. So here’s some good to keep from complaining to you and…

Pint-sized posts…

“They come in pints?!?  I’m getting one.” (must be said in a delicious accent by Billy Boyd) Did you ever not post for days (or weeks) because you felt that you had absolutely nothing witty, earth-shaking, or otherwise profound to say? Oh, no? I’m the only one so neurotic and perfectionist about everything I write?…

Homeschooling is selfish.

Okay, before I start: Homeschoolers, put away your tar and feathers (yes, I see you hiding those behind your backs).  Remember that I am starting to homeschool in the fall and hear me out. Everyone else, I hope this enriches your understanding of how homeschooling can be right for some people, even if it’s not…

Introspective…

It seems like when you get one decision sorted, at least three more crop up.  I ended my two-year agonizing over schooling with the simple decision to take an associate’s.  However, any relief I felt was short-lived.  Next I had to figure out our curriculum for Laura’s Kindergarten year, how to fit a newborn into…

Bonbons…

Does that word have a hyphen in it?  I can’t remember. You know, I’ve decided that the best way to make my daughter and myself happy is to make her work.  After all, what are kids if not free labor?  I can laze around like I am right now while my daughter cleans her room,…

Success…Success!

When I first started researching homeschooling, do you know what worried me the most? Reading. Oh, believe me.  I read.  I’m probably the library’s favorite patron for all the fines I pay for the armloads of books I check out for the children and myself. Not only novels, but scholarly history books.  Sad, but true….