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A Honey-Do List for Upstairs
Thursday, March 22, 2018
The kids need to move upstairs, y'all. Not only do they need their own rooms (all three are in one downstairs, and Noemi is in our room), but I need my own room! We need the space too. We're all tired of being cramped downstairs. So we've been working upstairs and it's progressing quickly on Jeremy's side of things and slowly (so, so slowly) on my side.
Garden Eating ~ Eowyn's Scrambled Eggs
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Eowyn is usually left inside with the two littles while Gideon and I head outside to milk the goats. Sometimes, she'll decide to make some breakfast. She likes cooking, and the littles will watch a Puffin Rock or Sarah and Duck on Netflix. Usually, it's simple. Like oatmeal, or boiled eggs. But then the other day, I told her she could make some scrambled eggs with onions and spinach from the garden. She loved this idea!
Simplifying Kids' Clothes
Friday, March 27, 2015
Back story: About twice a year, my Mom and I head to the Christian Ministries here and buy the kids' seasonal clothes. It's only a $1 per item there. I also don't have to worry about those clothes, making sure the kids don't get them dirty, etc. Those $1 clothes are for playing and living, they don't have to be perfect.
Christmas 2014
Friday, December 26, 2014
Christmas is such a lovely symbol of what was and is to come. Santa is a symbol of God coming. He steals into our homes, like a thief in the night, but instead of taking, he gives. He gives gifts of grace, for our enjoyment, and gifts of mercy, for our use. He doesn't just give gifts to the deserving, but to the undeserving as well. (Even though there is a popular myth and song that insist he gives only to the good children.) Because, really, none of us deserve any gifts. But Santa gives anyway. Out of love for us, and out of love for our Savior. Giving gifts to children is Santa's way of announcing the Gospel. The gifts he brings are symbols of the gifts that Christ gives. And I bet coal was given, not to judge the children, but to remember the death that saved us.
Making Christmas
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Santa comes to our house.
If you don't believe, he won't come, so we can't prove to you he's real.
But we believe, and he comes. Every year on Christmas Eve.
I believe more in him now than I did when I was a kid, actually.
If you don't believe, he won't come, so we can't prove to you he's real.
But we believe, and he comes. Every year on Christmas Eve.
I believe more in him now than I did when I was a kid, actually.
Birds of a feather....
Friday, September 19, 2014
Our birds have begun calming down! At least, as far as 24 birds can calm down. They wander all over our front yard, and the guineas even wander in the horse pasture behind our house. But come evening time, when we walk out the front door, they all gather around and escort us to the garage-turned-barn. In the mornings, we let them out after the goats have finished eating. Otherwise, the chickens will jump on the goats' backs and try to get into their food bowl.
Our First Week of Homeschool
Friday, September 12, 2014
After our first day at Classical Conversations, it was time to begin our school work at home! Not everything went as planned, but that was mostly because we had a birthday during our first week, and we don't usually do school work on birthdays. We also are having a very busy month! The kids and I went from leaving the house 3 times a week, to leaving 7 times a week. Not exactly what I planned! I'd love to streamline the schedule, but I don't think that will happen until after the baby is born. Our gas bill is going to skyrocket!
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