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“Will I be on the same bus as Bean?”
“Yup!”
A huge grin split Dragon’s cheeks, “Oh good!”
And I get to take all of the alphabet letters off the wall and think about how to utilize the chalkboard in a different way.
Read MoreDearest Dragon, you and I are now fully ensconced in the first grade curricula. And, just like your sister, we are having conversations like this.
“This is too hard!”
“I know my love, but they only way to get better at this is to practice, just four more words then we can run around the house for five minutes before math.”
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
We are in full back to school mode. Once again I am juggling what activities to do on what days, laying out my teaching schedule, and sharpening pencils.
Half of the pencils are staying at home and half are going on a bus to our local public school.
Read More“No wait Momma, we need to get our names back before we start!”
“Oh right, what is your name again?”
“Umbrella, unicorn, lemonade.” Bean started laughing. “You Momma, you are Sailed Muppet Icicle.”
“Okay Umbrella, let’s see if we can get your name back.”
“Super fast.”
“Okay, super fast.”
In chorus, both of our hands clapping and slapping we started. “Avocado Avocado is the name of the game, if you mess up once you change your name! A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H…”
Read MoreDragon, you ask us, “What do you talk about on your dates?”
Bean, you implore us, “Momma, no! Stay home with us! Don’t go out!”
“Can’t my loves, we need some time just the two of us. If it makes you feel better - usually we end up talking about you.”
“Really?” Wide happy faces.
Really, my beloveds, really.
Recently, we talked about our vision for our family and our goals for your homeschooling homesteading (schoolsteading) life with us before you venture out on your own.
Read More“Can we go to the library?”
“Sure. Great idea. Have you read all of the books on the pile?”
“Yup. I am going after books like crazy now. I read books all the time.”
It was only 18 months I wrote about the Bean learning to read. The prodding and the pushing and the cajoling and the soft lips forming individual sounds.
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
The effects of covid range from the tragic to the ridiculous. Tragic - thousands dead. Ridiculous - Dragon you do not know the words or the hand movements to children’s songs.
I had assumed you would know them and was rather shocked and sad at your first Kindergarten circle time.
Read MoreOfficially it is our third year homeschooling and for some reason the whole endeavor this year feels more solid and secure.
It feels like we are plants - the first year settling in after planting, the next year building strong roots, and the third year SURGING forth with abundance - a verdant explosion. It feels like we are surging forth from a very grounded place.
Read MoreRecently we visited the number one state park in Virginia: First Landing State Park. So named in honor of the “English colonists” who first landed in 1607. The beach was warm, the cabins were delightful, the bicycling under the fir trees was peaceful and magical, and my brain exploded with the history.
Read MoreIt may be someone evident by now I am a bit of an academic, a bibliophile, an intellectual, a lover of thoughts, ideas, history, and curious to learn more always of humanity and our shared history. All of these traits are continually being fed as a homeschooling momma. I was taught to always go back to the original documents so that is what we have been doing for the 3rd grader in the house. Dr. Martin Luther King’s I Have a Dream, Sojourner Truth’s Ain’t I a woman? speech,* rereading The Declaration of Independence for the 4th of July.
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
We were a puppy pile in bed early on Saturday morning. Two of us were giggling and wrestling while the other two snuggled deep and soft in the expansive warmth. Your father extricated himself from tickling limbs and sat up. “Okay children, it is time to get dressed for breakfast. Who is ready?”
Dragon fired a response, “I am as ready as a greased pig!”
Read MoreRead MoreThere was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.
My life vision is to love, be curious, identify my Cranky Monster, and be brave enough to speak from and for The Good.
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