Precious

Back in May Grandmama and Papa celebrated 60 years of marriage. I was so busy at the time I wasn't blogging very much. I thought this would be an appropriate time to share some pictures.

I've been pretty strong emotionally up to this point. I had a good cry yesterday morning and then a good cry on a 5-mile run. I know some would see this has a bad thing, but I'm used to being strong for those I love. Don't worry I do grieve and normally when it comes I won't be able to stop it. I just really want to be there for my Daddy and my sister right now.

I sat with my Dad yesterday. He didn't know I was coming. Frankly I don't even know if he will remember that I was even there. He is really torn up. I just reiterated to him over and over and over again. . . there is such peace in knowing where Papa is. I couldn't imagine bearing the burden that he was being tormented in hell.

After the 3rd time I spoke with my Grandmama yesterday she started sounding better. That gives me great comfort.

There are 3 of us grandchildren (my sister couldn't make this because she lives in Texas). Grandparents are so very important to their grandchildren. They can give them things parents simply cannot. I am so very thankful my children have amazing grandparents who love them like crazy.

My poor Daddy. Sometimes he can make me so mad I want to spit nails at him. I'd love to say I'm full of mercy and grace towards him. . . but there are just times when I am not. Sometimes though I look at him . . . and you can see such pain in his eyes . . . borderline torment . .. and then my heart breaks into a million pieces for him . . . and God fills me with mercy and grace overflowing so that I can extend it to my Dad. You see, the mercy and grace does not come from me. I'm just a wretched sinner like my Dad, saved by grace. The only difference between my Dad and I is that I have accepted God's grace and His son, Jesus. I have accepted Jesus as both Lord and Savior of my life. Again, it takes both. He cannot be one without the other. My Dad has refused this in his life. My Dad's sin is no worse than my sin . . . mine is just covered by the blood that Jesus shed on Calvary.

A Day to Celebrate

Early yesterday morning I get a call from my Dad. He was letting me know about events that had occurred with my Papa since Sunday. Papa has started losing control over his bladder. He is in a wheelchair all the time because he is too weak to walk and his bones are so fragile. My Dad has to go over there every night to put Papa in the bed. However, it hurts for him to be touched . . . his bones hurt that badly.



I hated the thought of my energetic, happy-go-lucky Papa not being able to control his bladder function. I just know he was humiliated. I hated the thought of my Grandmama and my Dad and my 2 aunts having to be there to slowly watch, day-by-day, hour-by-hour, minute-by-minute for this cancer monster to overtake my Papa's sweet body.



On the way to Alec's band practice yesterday I had this overwhelming urge to call my Grandmama and just tell her I loved her and was praying for her. She told me they were actually at the hospital. Papa was gasping for air and his blood pressure was very low.



I prayed . . . earnestly . . . all day long a simple prayer, "Lord, please take him home." As I cooked dinner yesterday I put on a CD of hymns and talked with the Lord just asking him to relieve my Papa of his suffering.



As I drifted off to sleep I continued praying, "Lord, please take him home."



God answered my prayer. My Papa had the joy and privilege of meeting Jesus face to face last night. I found this out at 4:15 this morning. My Dad knows I'm up at 4:00 and I can just imagine him waiting for me to wake up so he could tell me. He's very upset. This is the 4th time in my whole life I've ever heard/seen my Dad shed tears. Please pray for him. I told my Grandmama this morning this will either make him change for the better or the worse. I'm praying God will soften his heart and my Dad will see the sin in his life and his need for Jesus.



Please also pray for my aunts and my Grandmama. I spoke with Grandmama this morning. She just wants us all to be together. The thing is I refuse to mourn his death. I, however, WILL celebrate his life. I will not wear black to the funeral or funeral home . . . only bright happy colors. I will consistently remind everyone of where he is now. I couldn't imagine or even bear the thought of him being in hell being tormented for all of eternity. I know with absolute assurance he is with Jesus . . . it is not just a coping mechanism. The Bible tells us that Christians will be known for their fruit. . . and fruit was so very evident in my Papa's life.

I can't help but wonder after he saw Jesus and worshiped Him, what did he do next . . . who did he see first? What crowns or rewards did he receive and when or has he received them yet? I haven't lost anyone close to me as an adult . . . with that being said, my imagination just runs a little wild . . . wondering . . . .


Ash outwardly took it the hardest of all the kids. The child is so much like me . . . very verbal with her emotions (both good and bad). She went and got a snow globe Grandmama and Papa gave her last year for Christmas. She is carrying it around with her now. Alec cried a little bit and said, "He was always so happy." Hanna hid her tears. I know this because I saw her wet little face with tears, yet they had gone from her eyes. I explained to them Papa had received the prize.


I love you Papa. You will live in my heart forever. One day I will see you again. I praise Jesus and thank Him for that hope. You will be greatly missed.

For Today . . .

FOR TODAY
Outside my window...it is really nice outside. The sun is shining
I am thinking...I spend way too much time on the computer. It is just a waste of time. There are so many more fruitful things I could engaging my mind in.
I am thankful for...my life . . . although it has its set of trials and tribulations I know God uses them very purposefully in my life and the lives of those around me.
From the learning rooms...Ash is doing her schoolwork. Alec is having his quiet time. Hanna is finished (for now)
From the kitchen...toast for everyone this morning.
I am wearing...my running clothes. I just got back from a 12.5-mile run.
I am creating...nothing right now. I'm going to learn to knit soon, which I'm super excited about. I need to make some curtains for my family room and start making throw pillows for the master bedroom.
I am going...to spend less time on the computer and more time in the Word.
I am reading...a lot . . . "Systematic Theology," "The Mosaic of Christian Belief," "Loving the Lord Your God with all of Your Mind"
I am hoping...Jon will find a job in God's perfect timing according to God's perfect plan.
I am hearing...footsteps going up and down the stairs. My girls sweet little voices chattering away.
Around the house... laundry really needs catching up. I tried to do it this weekend when the kids were away, but Jon said no way, it could wait . . . I didn't argue with him:)
One of my favorite things...oh I have so many. . . my family, my parents, my home, good Godly friends.
A few plans for the rest of the week: Band practice, guitar, ballet, soccer, a cookout with some friends this weekend, a homeschool mom get together
Here is picture thought I am sharing...a picture of my sweet sister. I miss her like crazy (especially since I hardly talked to her last week. . . we normally talk 2 or 3 times a day). I wish she were back home.

Road Trip

The day before yesterday, the day I was trying to be flexible and I wasn't bending very much, my friend Lisa called. I told her I only had a few minutes to talk and I sounded like the micro machine man talking . . . remember him from the 80s TV commercials? I was trying to talk fast and let her know what had been going on this week. I told her I'd be leaving for St. Simons in the morning . . . just for the day.

She told me, "I'll go with you. My hubby's off." WHAT? I tried to tell her we'd have to be up and at 'em and ready to go at 4:45 AM. She didn't care. She wanted to go. That's a great friend right there. She didn't want me to have to be on the road that much by myself . . .plus, she knew it'd be a fun girls' trip.

She was right. We had so much fun. We talked and laughed and just had a wonderful time. We didn't even turn the radio on . . . once. We gabbed away so long . . . it was so fun.

When we got to the island I drove her around and showed her some of the spots she hears me talk about. We then went to the condo that my in-laws are considering purchasing. Then we hung out with them and looked at some more houses. . . then went back to the condo they own now. My MIL showed her around. It was really a lot of fun. Lisa is like one of the family. After we wrapped up all the real estate business, we headed to one of Jon and I's favorite places to eat on the island. . . Barbara Jeans.

She was really an amazing help to me. When the inspector started talking what sound liked "blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah" to me, Lisa knew exactly what he was saying. She translated in Michele terms for me.

Thank you Lisa for being such an amazing friend and for making work so much fun. You made a 9-hour round trip car ride seem like 1 hour. I had a blast with you girl!! I love you. It meant so much to me that you took a day away from your family to be with me and make my day so much sweeter . . . and better . . . and fun! Thanks for being so flexible when I had to meet my Mom and Jon and the kids so I could get hugs and kisses from them before they left to go out of town.

God has really blessed me with some amazing girlfriends. Four of them called while we were on the road to check on me . . . sweet, blessed friends I have. Suzanne, Candis, Tiffani, and Jennifer . . . thank you all for being with Lisa and I in spirit . . . thank you for your love and care and concern. I love you all!!!

"Blessed are the Flexible

for they shall not be bent out of shape. "

I have this saying on a picture that will eventually go in my kitchen (it was in my old house and just hasn't made its way to the walls here yet). Boy, have I had to remind myself of this truth this week.

We had 2 amazing weeks of school. I should have known it would hit. . . but, I'm thinking I'm so scheduled, very prioritized this year . . . I should have been more prepared for the things that would DEMAND my attention.

We've really had what I call "abbreviated homeschooling" this week . . and I hate it. What that means is we've done the basic subjects, what was required. . . no more, no less.

I've spent a total of 5 hours between doctor's offices and hospitals this week. Alec noticed this hard knot on his wrist on Monday. I called my mom (a nurse). She is very cautious (guess that's where I get it from) and told me of a scenario she saw like this one except it involved the leg of a boy a little older than Alec. I slightly freaked out, googled it, freaked a little more, then head to doc in a box (that's what we call the Urgent Care Centers). We waited at doc in a box for 2 hours to get back to our room, then after we were in the room we waited another hour. I alerted the nurse (as per the sign to do after 30 minutes of waiting). She told me she'd be right back. . . she never came. I was literally famished. I had run 9 miles that morning, hardly eaten anything, and I was literally closing my eyes as we waited.

So. . . I told all 3 kids (Jon was in Atlanta for the day) to get their things . . . we were leaving.

I called Alec's pediatrician the next day . . . went and saw him. . . went to the hospital for x-rays . . .called my friend Candis, R.T.R. to find out if she had any guesses as to what this could be. She told me to make sure I got a copy of the x-rays. They gave them to me on a CD. I got home, put it in my computer, looked at the images and tried to diagnose him myself.

The doc called this morning. Now mind you . . this is his wrist. . . his ulna (if you want specifics) that is having some pain and this hard knot . . .well apparently he has dislocated his elbow. W-H-A-T?!? He is going to an orthopedist tomorrow. His pediatrician even called the radiologist to confirm that it was his elbow. And, we relooked on the x-rays . .. sure enough . . . Strange, I tell you. Please pray for him if you think to.

Me and my control mom self so wants to take him. I can't. I've got to go to St. Simons for the day. My in-laws are so graciously using me as their real estate agent to buy another condo. Praise the Lord . . . He is providing even though Jon has put in over 30 resumes and has heard NOTHING from anyone.

Anyhoo. . . I will work tonight . . . get up in the a.m. and leave bright and early at 5:00 a.m., drive 4-1/2 hours, open up the house for the inspector . . . show them a few other houses. . . meet the inspector back at the house to see what he finds . . . leave St. Simons, drive back home 4-1/2 hours. Get the kids (or maybe meet the kids and Jon at my Mom's). I teased with Jon and told him since I had to wait about 2 hours for the inspector I was taking my bathing suit and a book and going to the beach. Seriously . . . I would do this, but my MIL wants to see a few more houses while I'm down there. This will save me a trip and also help them make a decision about what to buy.

I would love to say I've handled these things with grace and dignity, peace and calmness, smiling from ear to ear . . . I'd love to say that I haven't been bent out of shape. I'd love to say that I've been flexible and upbeat and positive.

No such luck. . . I've been very bent out of shape, extremely emotional . . . yes, there were tears. I really refused at the beginning of this homeschooling year to let anything interfere whatsoever. . . Well this is life, and this is whatsoever, and it must be handled.

If this real estate transaction goes through it will provide us with another 3-months' salary, which is huge!! God is working, and He is so good. Alec's arm is going to be fine. His diagnosis could have been so much worse. I just get a schedule in my head and I'm a stickler if I don't stick to it. . . I've had to repent of my ungratefulness and my attitude and my inability to handle pressure with grace. . . and learn . . . to be flexible. Thank the Lord I'm a work in progress, and He hasn't given up on me.

Badump, Badump

Oh Hanna . . . my sweet, sweet Hanna. . . . my Hanna who has a hard time expressing her feelings in words. I call her my turtle. Because whenever she is sad, or her feelings are hurt, she will hide her head . .. most of the time under a blanket. If she doesn't have a blanket nearby she'll run off to be by herself.

Her not expressing her feelings is very foreign to me . . . as I am one who probably overexpresses my feelings . . . not in a confrontational way though. . . I avoid confrontation like the plaque. . . but I'm certainly one to let my family know how I'm feeling.

The other night she fell asleep on the couch before dinner. We tried to wake her up, but no such luck. She woke up and then laid on the kitchen floor in front of the breakfast table. A little later I noticed she was gone. I thought she'd made her way upstairs to go to bed.

I go to get on the computer and I hear this muffled sound of sobbing. I go into my bedroom (which is next to the office) and I see this lump under the covers.

It was Hanna, and she was sobbing uncontrollably. I had no idea what was wrong with her.

I lay down beside her and try to coerce her to put into words how she is feeling. This requires great patience on my part . . . she's a tough cookie and is hard to drag things out of.

As I persist in talking to her, so that she will talk to me . . .she tells me nothing. All I hear are her sobs.

I say to her, "Hanna, baby, please tell me what's wrong. I can't help you if you don't tell me what is wrong. Tell me what your heart is saying."

She stops crying, looks at me with her red, swollen eyes and says, "Badump, Badump."

Oh my, I could not control my laughter. She's so much like Jon . . .doesn't like anything serious . . . loves silliness . . . will be silly to cover up the seriousness.

Come to find out, she was hungry . . . all of that because the child was hungry.

You Must Go Back to the Bathroom

Dear Alarm Clock,

I thought when we moved into this new house I could have you near me. I know you started to miss me in our old home, as you sat on the bathroom counter. I would only visit you twice a day; once to turn you on, once to turn you off. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less.

However, I knew you would need to be near me in a strange, new home. . . so, against my better judgement I put you beside my bed. I believe you are starting to get pretty spoiled.

Rather than visiting you twice a day, I visit you 3,4, 5 times . .. sometimes more depending on how much sleep I need or how lazy I'm being. You sound off your horn to wake me up. I pat you one time. Ten minutes later you need me again . . . you sound off, I pat you . . . and again and again the cycle continues.

Alarm clock, your neediness is causing me to get very behind in my day. I pat you once, then twice, then 3 times . . . and before I know it, an hour has passed.

So tonight . . . back to the bathroom you go. We will resume our old relationship. I plan on visiting you twice a day. . . once to turn you off and once to turn you on . .. that's it.

Hopefully now that I am setting boundaries with our relationship I can get out of the bed and have a more productive day. Don't be angry. This is what is best for the both of us.

Good night.

Marriage Meme

An old high school friend sent me this Meme over Facebook. I thought it'd be fun to post on my blog.

1. What are your middle names? My middle name is Michele and Jon's is Ashley . . . guess who Ash is named after?

2. How long have you been together?almost 14 years.

3. How long did you know each other before you started dating? about 4 months.

4. Who asked who out? He asked me out.

5. Whose siblings do you see the most? Probably Jon's, but it could be a toss up? All of our siblings live out of town.

6. Do you have any children together?3

7. What about pets?1, almost blog-worthy dog named Cookie.

8. Did you go to the same school?We both went to Georgia Southern, but at totally different times. Jon had already graduated when I was going to school there

9. Who is the most sensitive?Me!!!

10. Where do you go out to eat most as a couple?Probably Mexican

11. Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?Bahamas I guess. Maybe Texas. . . I'm not sure which one is further, but the Texas trip was with our family.

12. Who has the craziest exes? Neither

13. Who has the worst temper?it's a toss up. I can be quite a little fireball. I probably get ticked off quicker and easier than Jon . . . so I guess it's not really a toss up then?

14. Who does the cooking?Me, although Jon is a much better cook than I am. Jon does cook breakfast a good bit.

15. Who is more social?Me definitely.

16. Who is the neat freak?Neither . . .

17. Who is the most stubborn?Jon

18. Who hogs the bed? We both have our own sides of the bed. In fact, before we got this bed we have now we literally had a hump in the middle of our bed . . . Jon stays to his side and I stay to mine.

19. Who wakes up earlier?Me

20. Where was your first date?To "The Roxy" in Atlanta to see a Candlebox concert. I didn't even know who they were. We met some of Jon's college buddies up there.

21. Do you get flowers often?Nope.

22. How long did it take to get serious?Not long. We were really good friends and once we started dating it probably took about 2 weeks for us to say we would not date anyone else. In fact, Jon told me on our first date I was just like someone he had always pictured himself marrying.

23. Who eats more?Jon.

24. Who sings better? We're both pretty bad.

25. Who does the laundry?Me.

26. Who’s better with the computer?Jon by a long shot. I can type fast, but other than that I'm no good on the computer.

27. Who drives when you are together?Jon . . . we fight when I drive :) If you've ever ridden with me you know why :)

28. Who picks where you go to dinner?Both. . . we're pretty good about agreeing on things like that.

29. Who wears the pants?Jon . . . although he is a good "pants wearer". I pretty much get what I want . . . within reason. . . but Jon ALWAYS has final say so . . . and I'm so grateful its that way. If I had final say so, we'd be in a heap of trouble: ) Plus . . . this is the way Christ designed the marriage.

30. Who has the better sense of humor? Jon.

31. Who eats more sweets?Jon.

32. Who cries more?Me

33. What's your favorite tv show together? The Office.

Thursday Ramblings

If you clicked on this post all you'll get is just a bunch of rambling, but I'm trying to be a more consistent blogger . . . so here it goes. . . this is just daily life . . .and no "event" happening.

- Ash had some of her braces taken off today and reapplied. . . something about them needing to be higher. It is amazing how good my baby's teeth look! I'm so proud for her.

-I've noticed when everyone is doing their schoolwork quietly, Hanna seems to hum a good bit. Sweet little thing . . . she must always have a song in her heart. It's not the kind of humming where she is trying to be a nuisance . . .it's just plain sweet. Maybe that is why she's so easygoing and delightful.

-Alec is still a booger when it comes to school. He's always been the one to give me the most trouble. Sometimes that kid makes me wonder if I'm fit to be a mom at all. Good thing I have my girls. . . I don't know with Alec if it b/c he is a boy and I'm what some would refer to as a "girl" mom . .. you know if you identify better with your girls or boys. I've had several conversations with friends who have both boys and girls. . . and they can definitely identify identifying with either the boys or the girls better than the other. As I sit and type this Alec is ranting and raving about his Math. One good thing is that kid sure keeps me praying. He is been a hard kid since he was about 8. I always have high hopes that he'll get easier . . .so far, no dice. Who knows? Maybe there is such friction between he and I because maybe we're a lot alike . . . or not very much alike . . . I don't know. . . but one thing is for sure he drives me nuts. . . and I drive him nuts . . . that is the ONE thing he and I can agree on. I've threatened already once this year to put him in school. I feel he is so very difficult, yet when I sit back and observe him around other kids his age . .. . I notice he really is a good boy. I remember being that way growing up. I gave my mom such a hard time . .. yet around other people I was very pleasant and delightful. . . maybe that's the issue? I love him like crazy, but there are days when I have to really make myself like him. If that makes me a bad mom, then so be it . . . it is what it is.

-My girls are so very sweet though. . . . super encouragers the both of them are. I can see us all being the very best of friends when they are all grown up. Just about every time I get ready . . . you know . . . the hair, the makeup, the clothes, the works. . . either one of them or both of them will say, "You look pretty Mom." I guess they are just easier for me . . . so it makes me want to be around them and enjoy them more. . . and I do, I really enjoy my girls . . .

-Alec just had an explosive anger outburst. . . I told him no going to band practice . . . he stormed off to his room. . . . he's back now . . . being a smarty pants to Ash . . . The girls are sitting here at my desk. They just put the dog in the chair with me. Ash has her Math book and is compliantly doing what she's supposed to. Hanna is hugging on Cookie.

-Jon really wants a road bike. He's researched them to the hill. . . he walked in this morning from taking Ash to the orthodontist with a bike helmet on his head. . . cracked me up I tell you. He makes me laugh like crazy and makes this journey of parenthood much more bearable. He just got in from a bike ride/run (on his cheapo Walmart bike). His words to me as he walked up the steps, "Oh baby, that is going to take some getting used to." It's hard I'm telling you. I tried it a couple of weeks ago . . . haven't done it since.

- Here goes Alec . . . getting in trouble for his attitude with school . . . gotta go.

Happy Thursday.

LOOOSSSSEEEERRRRR

I have this neighbor. . . she actually is not right next door to me, but she is down the road a little ways . . . still in the same subdivision. She walks ALL the time. Most days I'll see her twice a day . . . sometimes even 3 times.

The first time I saw her we actually saw 2 other neighbors walking too. We stopped and talked to these 2 sweet ladies. This "crazy walker lady" walks by . . . the 2 sweet ladies say, "Hello _____." She doesn't look up. She doesn't acknowledge their presence. She doesn't acknowledge us. She just keeps a straight-forward look on her face and says, "Goodbye".

The other 2 sweet ladies said they didn't mean to talk about her, but she was weird. Apparently she is a former doctor who lost her medical license due to malpractice. She also no longer has custody of her 3 children. My heart really started to hurt for her.

I told the children later she really needed Jesus and we are going to show her His love.

A couple of weeks later I'm taking the trash to the end of the driveway. She walks by. . . I said, "Good morning" in a very peppy, bubbly, "if you haven't had your first cup of coffee you might slap me" voice. She never acknowledges me . . .just keeps looking straight ahead fixing her gaze on the horizon and says, "Goodbye".

Determined . . . I tell you. . . I'm so determined to be her friend . . . not because I want her to like me, but because obviously she's had a lot of pain in her life. One night as I went to bed for some reason I was thinking about her . . . why she lost her medical license. . . and her kids. . . who knows someone may have died under her care, totally unintentionally. . . could you imagine carrying that burden? Then maybe she went crazy and that is why she lost her kids? I don't know. This is a totally madeup story in my head. . . but there has to be some reason for it.

But for whatever reason, obviously she has had pain in her life for her to want to block herself off from people the way she does.

Fast forward a few weeks later I'm walking to my front door after my morning run. I see her walking . . .say "Good morning" just in a normal voice . . . not so peppy and bubbly as before (but usually when I talk it is peppy and bubbly).

She said, "Good morning. Have a blessed day!"

What? Oh my, I may have even started skipping . . .I don't remember, but I did put a pep in my voice and said, "Oh good morning. I hope you have a blessed day too." I was so excited!! Then, as she continued walking forward, she said, waving her hands by her side emphatically and with a more emphatic, a little bit of sternness in her voice, "I said have a blessed day."

I smiled, walked into the front door shouting, "It's a miracle y'all. It's a miracle," and told my family what had transpired.

A few days later I'm riding my bike and I see her in her yard with her dog. I said, "Good morning." She sang . . . notice I say she sang, not said, "Goodbye lllloooooossssseeeeerrrrr." That is loser for any of you going cross eyed reading that.

I giggled and smiled. What else was I supposed to do?

I tell you what though . . . it makes me even more bound and determined. My heart really does hurt for her. She lives in this huge house, all by herself. She obviously doesn't have any friends.

Now before any of you think I'm nothing but a softy . . . I do throw some caution out there. When it starts getting dark, and if our kids are playing outside. . . I make them come in . . . 'cause you never know how crazy someone might be . . .just bein' honest folks!

School Week in Review

Last week school was a blast. We had some whining pretty much everyday . . . each child took their turn on different days . . . but, on the other hand we had lots of fun, learned a lot, and laughed a lot. I would have to grade the week an A!! Here's a few things we did.

We built a replica of Queen Victoria's Crystal Palace.

We also learned about when Japan opened its ports to the western world after closing them for 200 years. The US went to Japan and wanted to trade for their coal in the late 1800s. Japan had closed its ports, and since no one from the western world was coming into Japan, they had no need for defenses. I told the kids that their Samurai warriors were made governors and so they had "desk jobs." They agreed to trade with the US because they were afraid the US would attack them and they had no defense system. When the US went over to Japan, Commodore Matthew Perry wanted to see the emperor's highest official. He didn't know that the emperor really had no power at this time. It was the shoguns who ruled Japan. However, the Japanese got one of their governors, Toda, to pose and pretend he was the emperor's highest official.

So, when I started quizzing the children on what we had learned. I asked them why Japan agreed to trade with the US. Ash replied, "Because the Japanese had desk jobs." HAHAHAHA

When I asked who the governor was that posed and pretended he was the emperor's highest official Ash said, "Governor Sonny Perdue." (this is GA's current governor).The girl was on a roll. She was cracking us up. . . . she got upset though. She wasn't trying to be funny.

We made brownies and pretended they were the coal, the kitchen was Japan, the kids were the Japanese, and I was Commodore Matthew Perry. We had to come up with a peaceful treaty to trade for the brownies. It was fun to role play with the kids.


We learned about atoms and what they are and explored items such as beans, cotton balls, and crackers . . . both with and without a magnifying glass.

We learned about density and that the more tightly compacted atoms are together the more the objects sink.

We were really amazed how the grape floated in-between the corn syrup and vegetable oil.

Hanna learned that crickets' ears are on their legs and she got to do a project where she made the sound of a cricket.

She also learned that the warmer a food is, the more it smells . . . that is why when I make brownies you can smell them throughout the house, but when I make blueberry delight, no one can smell it's aroma. She got to do a fun experiment with chocolate ice cream. We put one cup in the freezer and left one cup out at room temp for 30 minutes, then I made her cover her eyes and smell each cup . . . the warmer one had the best smell.

We also studied atomic motion using boiling water and cold water. We saw how quickly food coloring spread out in hot water and how it took a long time for food coloring to disperse in cold water.

This experiment was really cool. We got to see a cool chemical reaction using vinegar, baking soda, cabbage water, a 2 L bottle, and a balloon.

The bottle totally blew the balloon up. I was so excited . . . I think even more so than the children.

We also memorized 2 Timothy 3:16, learned the first 5 books of the Bible, learned 5 Latin words, completed "The Time Machine". We learned the Bible was written during a 1600 year period by over 40 different men, and all of them were Jewish except 1 . .. that 1 being Luke. We learned about how the Dead Sea Scrolls were found and their accuracy compared to scrolls Bible scholars had from 900 AD. We learned that when scribes copied the words of the Bible (scrolls) how they'd have to go and count every word from the Bible they were copying, then count the finished scroll they had copied and circle the middle word . . . that way it ensured accuracy.

WHen quizzing the children on what we had learned in Bible, I asked them how many men wrote the Bible. Ash said, "Well over 40 and all of them were Jewish except one, and his name was Luke." I asked her what Luke was . . . and to prompt her to answer I said, "If you are not a Jew, then you are a ______." She replied, "reptile". HAHAHAHAHA

I've found that Monday and Tuesday were our most intense days and it took awhile for us to finish. That's okay though, I refuse to be rushed this year. I'm loving having a school room. I find that being in the school room I'm not distracted with chores that need to be done.

Welcome to Our Classroom

Finally . . . . school is here. When I first started homeschooling I had a homeschool room. At the time I had a baby, a 3-year-old, and Alec. . . it didn't work. It was our bonus room, and I absolutely hated being stranded up there to teach Alec. It lasted about 2 months, then we moved to the kitchen. Although that was in our very first house, when we moved into the house we just moved from (what a mouthful?!?) Alec did his schoolwork in the dining room, Ash in the breakfast room, and Hanna in the living room.

I decided to give having a homeschool room another try. I absolutely LOVE it!!! Although it is not quite finished . . . I have a quote to put on the wall and 2 different time lines to drape across the room . . . it is good enough to show off.

When looking at this wall, you may think this wall looks more like a Sunday School classroom than an actual school room. Don't worry. It is very purposeful. We've always used Christian curriculum so God and His word have always been blended in our subjects. In the past we'd do devotions at the kitchen table at breakfast. I hate to admit it, but there were many days, when we were in a hurry . . .I'd skip the devotion . .. just to get the stuff we were supposed to do done.

Not anymore though. No longer will we try and "fit" God into our school day. He is our school day. I have this amazing Bible curriculum, Firm Foundations, and I've been super-de-dooper excited about it! Our very first day of school I explained to the children how wrong I have been in the past . . . how we'd just "fit" God into our day . . . as long as it was convenient. No longer though. Don't get me wrong my children learning to read, write, add, subtract, and spell are important. However, those things are not THE MOST IMPORTANT. What is is that they know God and God alone. . . that they know His Word . . . that they truly have a "firm foundation" so that when the trials of life hit them, they will be unshakable. Only through knowing God Himself can they do this. Our Bible curriculum takes about an hour to teach, and it truly thrills me to teach it. I am learning so much myself . . . as it has scripture to prepare the teacher to teach. By the end of the year my children will know the Bible chronologically. They will know old testament scripture of prophecy pointing to Jesus as the Messiah.

Our very first day of school, we prayed and I asked God to forgive me for not making Him our day . . . for only fitting Him in when there was time . . . for placing meaningless activities, cleaning the house, chatting on the phone, etc., etc. before Him. We dedicated our school year to Him and to Him alone.

By doing this also, I gave Alec and Ash each a prayer journal. I told them every morning after their shower they are to go into their rooms and have a quiet prayer time . . .just them and God. While I told them I would not read their prayer journals . . . I would be checking to make sure they are writing in them. Ash will have a devotion book of her own to read and have her quiet time. Right now I really felt led to have Alec read and pray over a chapter of Proverbs a day. Today he read Proverbs 3 since it is August 3rd. I ask each of them what they learned from their time with God today. I feel like since Alec is upcoming in the turbulent teenage years, that it is so very important for him to go into these years armored up with some wisdom. I've never done this with my kids before. I've always led them in devotion. However, I must teach my children they cannot live off of my faith. Their relationship with God is exactly that . . . theirs . . . not mine, not Jon's. I think it would be so detrimental to let them think that Jon and I leading them in devotion and/or prayer is acceptable to God. He wants to know them and He very much wants them to know Him . . . personally and intimately.

I painted one of our walls with chalkboard paint. It mainly houses the things we will be memorizing this year. However, I let the kids play and draw on it a little bit.

Alec drew the alien. Hanna and Ash both wrote the "I love you Mom and Dad".

We have 2 "learning nooks" as I call them. They each are complete with charts and floor lamps and bean bag chairs.

This little nook is where Hanna and I do her reading lesson.

Here is our other nook . . . complete with "Pledge of Allegiance" poster . . . .

and map of the USA with the states and their capitals labeled.

I have high hopes and high goals for this year. Notice I say goals . . . I hope that we make. . . here's a quick rundown.

- to memorize several different Psalms

- scripture memory every week

-all of the US Presidents . . . in order.

- Battles of the Civil War, WWI, WWII (mainly for Alec)

-All of the books of the Bible

-All 50 states and their capitals

We also plan to read each and every one of these books . . . rich books . . . classics. We started today with "The Time Machine" by H.G. Wells.

Here is a rundown of how our day is planned.

4:00 AM - Me up and working. Hoping to be finished by 8:00 AM and to have guzzled 4 cups of coffee down (ha!ha!)

7:00 AM -Alec up and at 'em . . . get a shower . . . he is to wake Ashley up after he gets his shower. Then he is to have his quiet time.

7:15 AM - Ash up with a shower, then quiet time and devotion. Hanna is almost always awake by 7:30 AM

8:00 AM - Start our day with independent work. I lay this out for them. Alec will do his Math, if I am finished working (I really hope to be finished by 8:00 AM every morning). His Math is taught by a teacher on the computer . . Saxon DIVE. If I'm still working, he is to work on his Spelling sheet. Ash will work on Spelling worksheet. Hanna will have a word search to do with words that she is learning to read. This will be the time that I do my run and/or weights, depending on which day it is.

9:00 AM - Breakfast

9:30 AM - Bible, then History. I like to follow History with Bible to reemphasize to the children that God planned all of this . . .He already knew it was going to happen. We do History only on Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday and Thursday we do Science.

11:00 AM - Alec to finish Math and start on Literature. Ash to start Math, Hanna to start Math also.

11:30 AM - Handwriting, Latin, and Memory work.

12:30 PM - Shurley English

1:00 PM - Lunch

1:30 PM - Literature for Ash, Reading for Hanna. Alec to finish anything he has left to do.

2:00 PM - Hope to be finished for the day with organized school. As long as summer is here, we will probably go to the pool if the kids do not have ballet, soccer, band, or guitar practice.

2:00-2:30 PM - Independent reading for 30 minutes (they read a book of their choosing)

3:00 -4:00 PM - Rest time (they play in their own room with their toys by themselves.

4:00-5:00 PM - Chores, outside time.

5:00- 6:00 PM - Help me with dinner and listen to "Your Story Hour"

6:00-6:45 PM -Eat dinner and clean up.

7:00 - 8:00 PM - Family time

8:00 PM - Bedtime

I'm not too big of a slave driver to actually keep the schedule. However, I really don't want the kids in front of the TV or computer during the week. . . . so I like to have an outline of the day. The "leisure" activities of watching TV and playing on the computer will be saved for the weekend.

On Fridays we will finish up anything we did not finish during the week. We will also put together puzzles, play educational games, and have more "free" reading time.

I may look at this schedule in a month and bust out laughing at my overambitious self . . . but a girl can dream, can't she?