Wednesday, November 11, 2009
This is the question I will be pondering for the next couple of days. Decision-making is not my forte.
Ginny, please check the comments on the last post! :)
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Our "Homeschool in the Woods" timeline... blank for now, but ready to go.
The Science Box- We spent a little bit of time putting together ziploc bags of supplies for each of the activities/experiments we need to do for science. I compiled a list of missing supplies at the same time... no more skipped science activities because we couldn't find the right stuff!
A small, easy to use arts and crafts box
Friday, June 19, 2009
We've all been working on our Spanish. Nicholas is using typing software to learn how to type instead of peck, totally of his own accord. Noah is learning to play the melody to Greensleeves on his mandolin, even though his teacher is AWOL. Elijah is gaining proficiency in counting money through playing a Reader Rabbit computer game.
Nicholas spent several hours one day measuring and drawing to scale the layout of our home, including immovable furniture (the piano and woodstove). All other furniture was measured and added to the layout with tagboard pieces. His motivation? It looked like fun, and the next time I want to rearrange the furniture, it will save him from making unnecessary moves- since he's usually the muscle behind my madness. You can see a miniature version of his floorplan in this photo. We also realized that we can use magnets on our metal doors to hold up posters instead of using pushpins and making holes in all the walls. We've lived here for over 2 years, and I just now thought of that. Sometimes I am slow.
In preparation for learning American history next school year, we have purchased the Liberty's Kids videos. My children have been absorbed in the story of the American Revolution since, and their play reflects it. During the episode about Thomas Paine's Common Sense, Noah looked at me and asked, "Mom, is that the same Thomas Paine who was a deist?" Me: "Ummm... (consult Google)... Yes! How did you know that?" It's amazing the things they learn from The Sugar Creek Gang (the everynight bedtime story). The children also tried writing their own invisible messages after watching Liberty's kids. I found the results the next day... There was also a sticky spot on the floor where someone spilled the lemon juice and neglected to clean it up. They are still kids, of course.
I've kept myself busy making teaching aids. We've laminated fish for alphabet fishing, and made these lighthouse cards to use with math. Our first Konos lesson deals with lighthouses, so these shapes (purchased at the Dollar Tree!!!) will make for a fun way to tie math into that. I've also gotten a jump on making some necessary posters for science.
Painting is always a fun activity. I watch for discounted painting supplies when I'm out and about. These canvases were half-price at Hobby Lobby, and made for a good 1 1/2 hour project today with the outside temperatures in the 90s.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
I don't remember why we thought we needed more than one rooster. I can assure you, however, that we don't need more than one.
We're not sure who is hurt worse... but we do have our favorite. The rooster above is very sweet and loving toward one particular hen. They stay together all the time, she picks his feet clean, and if someone approaches her, she squats down and scoots herself underneath him. Love.
The nephews came over to spend the night last night. The boys arrived late and were a little wound up, so I gave my 12-year-old his first paying baby-sitting job. His instructions were to put on a movie and come get me if I was needed. I woke up to the sound of loud snores- from the 12 year old. One of the little ones was asleep, and the other one was still watching the movie. I think we all got to bed by 1:30am. A fun time was had by all.
I've pondered discontinuing the ole blog. When we started this, it was to share the things God was teaching us. Lately, it seems that the things we've been learning would be inappropriate to share. To share them would either seem boastful, or gossipy, or complaining.
When we answered God's call to minister to youth, a lot of things came with that- things we weren't necessarily prepared for. Becoming involved in a child's life is complicated. Their family situations are complicated. Sometimes looking into their eyes is like looking at the face of death. It makes me want to cry, to scream, and sometimes to beat some sense into them. The only way to break the generational patterns of self-destruction and self-loathing is Jesus. This Jesus whom we preach, this Jesus whom we love... is the same Jesus at whom they scoff, the same Jesus whose death they mock. I believe some of these children only come to youth meetings be certain that Satan is duly represented.
That being said, I think for a while this blog is just going to focus on family and "pseudo-farming" things. Fun stuff. Good stuff. We'll be thinking on good things.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Shortly after accepting our assignment from God at the small church where we now serve, I noticed things are a little different here. Homier, maybe. Despite all the problems that these teenagers have (and they would rival the problems of inner city kids), they retain some of the mannerisms of hill country upbringing.
One evening, I offered a bowl of chili to a 13 year old boy who had been sitting on the table, legs dangling over the side in constant swing motion, and chatting with me while I cooked. (If I remember correctly, he was telling me how to clean fish and gut deer.) His response? “No, thank y’ma’am. I’ve not been feelin’ all t’myself today.” I wanted to pinch his cheeks and tell him how cute that was, but 13 year old boys don’t take too kindly to such things.
Friday, March 6, 2009
And this is it today.
It still needs some trim around it, but it is now functional.
Another "before and after":
Monday, March 2, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
We had just returned home from a fun day of field trips when Noah decided to show Gloria how to shoot a BB gun. I was barely paying attention- I heard him explaining how to aim, then-CRACK! At least he remembered to aim it in a safe direction- the only casualty was our geology lesson/cookie jar (I love homeschooling!)
Noah was stunned that the gun fired. He operates under the "Never leave a gun loaded" rule. That works well for him, but it was his brother's gun. And Brother's rule is, "Always leave the gun loaded in case there's trouble. Leave the safety on so that it can't be accidentally fired."
I think we all learned a valuable lesson. And, ahem, Sonja, please disregard the conversation we had earlier this week about children and gun safety.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
I went outside to have a better look, and found that she was quite a docile creature. So docile that I wondered if she were sick. She didn't want to walk with me, so I picked the little thing up and carried her around to the back, where the hubby joined me. We decided to tie her up and try to find who she belonged to. Then we heard the honking of horns, and found this lovely group of visitors running down the middle of the road and heading up our driveway.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Scott is a "go-go-go" personality. He has people to see, places to go, and things to do. A favorite question of his is, "What are we doing tonight?" Ask me how many times he has been pulled over for speeding. More than I can remember, and I have a pretty good memory. How many tickets? Two. But only one counted, because the other time the state trooper was escorting the President through a disaster area on his court date. Seriously, he has talked himself out of trouble soooo many times. Me? I say, "Yes, sir," "Thank you. Have a nice day." Every time I've been pulled over, I've been ticketed. I was always told that women could get a warning, but not me.
But my purpose here is not to bemoan my unfortunate encounters with the traffic cops. I was looking over my most recent speeding ticket receipt, and I noticed there is a breakdown of the cost of the ticket. I found it most interesting. Take a look:
Moving violation $1.00
State litigation $13.75
City Court Cost $40.00
Traumatic Brain Injury Fund $5.00
Misc. Traffic Cost $20.00
Data Processing Fee $2.00
Officer Fee $25.00
City Litigation $13.75
City Fines $22.00
Traumatic Brain Injury Fund? Really?
Friday, January 16, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
An early morning fire in South Knoxville has left a family of four homeless and a father crediting an angel for their safety. The blaze at 206 Stone Road just off Chapman Highway was reported about 3:30 a.m. The father said he woke up and went to his kitchen but was pushed back by smoke, according to Knoxville Fire Department Capt. D.J. Corcoran. He woke up his wife, and they gathered their sons, 1 and 2 years old, and fled the house. “I asked him if he knew what happened,” Corcoran said, and “he said he didn’t know.” He had laid down Sunday night to put his 2-year-old son to sleep and fell asleep himself, Corcoran said. He said the man told him that what he remembered was having a dream. “He said a woman came to him in the dream ... she looked like an angel and knew she wasn’t going to hurt him,” Corcoran said the man told him. “He said she told him to wake up that he had lost a child in a fire, and he had to get up and get out of the house,” Corcoran said. That’s when the man got up and went to the kitchen and was hit with the smoke, Corcoran said, and fled. The man’s cell phone was not getting reception so the family drove to the Pilot, where he called E-911 on his cell. He left his family in the warmth of the station and drove back to his house. By that time, KFD’s Engine 13 and Squad 19 had arrived to find the brick-veneer house fully involved, Corcoran said. The bitter cold froze water in the street, but firefighers got the blaze knocked down fairly quickly, Corcoran said. No one was injured. The man’s father picked up the family, and the Red Cross has been contacted.
“They lost everything,” Corcoran said. Their names were not immediately available. More details as they develop online and in Tuesday’s News Sentinel.
Scott and I on a 6 mile hike through the mountains
I crack myself up.
There was no 6 mile hike. We took this photo on one of the "quiet walkways" along our drive through the Smoky Mountains National Park.
After years of trying... or maybe not... Scott managed to totally surprise me this year at Christmas. Apparently the whole family was in on it- which makes me look at them a little more suspiciously, I must confess. I was given a series of gifts that presented me with a new outfit, hat & gloves, socks & underwear- a tad embarrassing in front of the entire family- and ultimately a cleverly disguised itinerary. I say cleverly disguised because the box contained a bottle of tylenol and some batteries. The man knows I like to shake gifts, so he made sure it would make noise. Scott had arranged for our children to spend 2 nights with his sisters and parents and we took off to a cabin in the mountains.