Still Playing Dress-Up

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Last week I ran across a post about a mom’s old flute that she played in high school and early college. She was saving it for her daughters to play, and she decided to photograph the memory. I felt like I could have written the post… minus the truly breath-taking photographs. And the band director parent. But wow, did it send me back through some memories… all... Read More

The List: A "Typical" Homeschool Morning

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Each morning, I hand each of my kids a clipboard with a list attached to it. This list, folks, is a pipe-dream, a wild hope that they can manage to get through all of their assignments before 4:00. It rarely happens. But, after seven years of homeschooling, I still hope. And, after most-of-their-lives of homeschooling, they still react with shock and dismay to The List. Our... Read More

Seedlings and Basic Carpentry for Cold Frame Prep

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Happy Thursday, Everyone! Spirits are high in Central Kansas this week. Spring’s drizzling rains finally gave way to its cheery sunshine and everyone seems to walk around with a “spring” in his step. This week (and last) I have been living with my parents so that I could finish out state testing at the elementary school where I work. This Friday, I will move to our new house,... Read More

Her First Haircut is DIY

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The other day I was busy getting ready for a trip into town, and the kids were occupying themselves nicely and being quiet. They were being very, very quiet. It was one of those “I know something’s going on, but I just want a moment of peace” times. My younger daughter has never had her hair cut. I think she’s simply gorgeous, and I was beginning to develop... Read More

Homeschool Books and Materials: Singapore Math to Memoria Press

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I opened the door to my daughter’s room Friday morning, camera in hand, to tell her that she needed to help me get some pictures for my blog, and this is what I saw, just inside her door: We’re not taking dowry offers yet, so don’t even ask. Anyway, my idea was to use the blog to answer the question that I so often am asked, “What do you use for homeschool... Read More

Seedlings at the Kitchen Table

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I planned, prepared, and sat down to write my blog this week. I was ready to start the post with something along the lines of “Directions on How and When to Plant Indoor Seedlings.” It was designed to impart to my readers my vast (ha!) knowledge of the varying qualities of potting soils, proper moisture for germination, and even a few invaluable tips on window placement and... Read More

Spiderman Cracks Under the Pressure

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“I’m thuper thtrong, Mom!” Villains, beware. I don’t look forward to the kids outgrowing their mispronunciations. Last week I had a perfect opportunity to get a shot of my son in his hand-me-down spiderman pajamas and blanket cape. He was being a boy, chasing his shrieking sisters like a true superhero. I passed the moment by, probably because the floor didn’t... Read More

Awaiting the Ascent

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Our family went on a rope-climbing trip on Camelback Mountain Friday afternoon, and I thought it’d be a good opportunity to introduce all of them onto the blog. This is my husband, leader of many such expeditions. He’s a world history teacher, and runs the Adventure Club at his high school. Here, he gets his harness on, ready to climb. My husband checks my oldest... Read More

New Soil

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This week marks the end of one phase of my life. Saturday, a moving van is showing up, so that my husband and I can load up our few belongings and transport them to our new home in small-town, south Kansas. This week has been crawling by, feeling much like one feels at the top of a roller-coaster, knowing the rush is coming soon. Paint colors have been picked, garden plans have... Read More

Mischief

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“I’m sowwy, Mom.” It was a tearful apology. She shouldn’t have been climbing on the counter in the first place. A Band-Aid for the pinprick of blood on her heel, a word of caution, and she was on her way – and off the hook. I liked that cup, outdated as it was. I remember it sitting with its match on my dorm windowsill in college. Usually it was full... Read More

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