Accomplished.
Bitter Leaves with a Taste of Sweet
This morning I find myself sitting in the silence. It’s an odd moment of unplanned freedom. The girls invited to a morning of activities. A quiet blessing. An unplanned gift. It’s still quite stunning in the moment. Free time. I don’t even know what to do with it anymore. The babies sleeping in their beds. The homeschool day already planned. The breakfast dishes done. Bible study already completed. Sure there’s that load of laundry I’m about to start. And that load that begs to be folded. Yeah, I’ll get that one done too. And my slight headache that I’m waiting on medicine to help curb while I drink more water.
But it’s quiet.
So quiet.
An unfamiliar, welcome friend.
So much swirling in my head. The boys – oh the boys’ little unstable world. Sometimes I just don’t know what to pray. So I just sit there, with my eyes closed and tell Him, “You know what my heart feels before I even feel it. Form the words for me, Lord. Pray for me, Spirit.” And my heart prays for the little minds caught in all of this. Even though they have seen much, God has also sheltered them from a lot. And I pray for their hearts, that they would be drawn to their Loving Father. Our Protector. Our Hope. Our Rock. And our Redeemer.
And then there’s their happy little world. Oh my delightful girls. The excitements of homeschooling. The thrills of morning walks. The squeals of bubble wrap to be stomped. The innocence sheltered. They don’t even know how God has blessed them. How God has sheltered them from so much hurt, loss, and struggle. And I pray for their hearts, that they would be drawn to their Loving Father. Our Protector. Our Hope. Our Rock. And our Redeemer.
I see the sunshine out the window. The nip is coming back as the Fall air caresses our cheeks. The dew warmed from the grass. A few birds calling out in the distance. The colors jump vibrantly into the trees. A few heavier leaves fall. How God can reap such beauty out of dying leaves. Such gorgeous brokenness.
Another reminder of hope for all this.
in all this.
My eyes fuzz over. Drinking in the colors. Some of the remaining greens melt into the yellows and hiding reds. The Painter of leaves…what a masterpiece of life, even amongst death.
The kettle sings. I can almost taste the bitter leaves, with a taste of sweet. And my heart flutters at the thought of sitting at the table with nothing before me but a cup of tea. No agenda. No list of pressing needs. No multitasking. Just watching the trees sway in the gentle breeze. Before they return. With stories and thrills and crafts to share. Before they awake with smiles and lunch wants. Before the dryer buzzes.
My moment away… without going anywhere in particular.
Mud Out
At the conclusion of our Creation Introduction in homeschooling I chose instead of starting into the remaining of our year-long session, to have a break day. We had a late night going with Daddy to our old campus ministry where he got the privilege of preaching the night prior. And we decided as a treat to attend the social event afterward, spoiling the kiddos with hot chocolate and a brownie. Consequently, our next morning started a bit slower. And since it was a Friday and a bath day we took a dive…. into the mud.
Now I’m not one to be thrilled about mud on the carpet, in hair, on your nice clothes, BUT I find myself overcoming my own “eww dirt” adultness and letting the kids be dirty kids…. on bath days… before bath. 😉
Needless to say, while the babies took their much-desired morning naps, the big girls experienced the mud… to the full.
It was fun. =)
Reporting from our Classroom
We have taken the dive head first into this year’s homeschooling. After deciding to wait until Hannah’s first birthday dust settled, we began our intro creation lessons for ten days. Like usual, I did some testing on day one of homeschooling to figure out my launching point. Some simple flash cards and games have been useful evaluation tools. Since kids are kids and some days they guess better than others, I like to repeat my “testing days” with a review game day thrown in every six weeks or so to see where the girls are falling in comparison to the State standards for their grade level. A this point our State does not require homeschoolers to show anything other than “marked progress” on their lessons, but I figure since my girls will be competing with the public and private school graduates for future jobs, I would like to stay informed about the competition’s standards.
That aside, it was neat to compare Rachael’s skills to her first testing days way back at 2.5 years old. I have expanded the original testing material (letters, numbers, oral counting, shapes, colors, etc) and just give each kiddo a shot at the material even if it’s the first exposure on test day.
But my Abi, she sincerely astonished me. I have only formally worked with primary and secondary colors with Abi. And yet somewhere in the mix my little absorber picked up identification of three numbers, six shapes, eighteen (18!!!) letters, and oral counting to 24. Um…. someone’s been listening while playing nearby. Abi may appear to be disinterested or busy, but that kid is soaking it all in like a sponge! And since we began homeschooling a week and a half ago she has managed to add three more numbers to her identification skills.
So I have had my work cut out for me. And they are starving for more and more. It’s so fun to learn alongside of them.
We’ve enjoyed our “My Father’s World” curriculum this year. Compared to last year’s Answers in Genesis preschool curriculum, I have enjoyed the more clear teacher’s schedule at a glance. It’s nice to have the week laid out for me and the total school day’s flexibility is a lot less hands-on for me, the teacher, and a lot more child driven. We’ve taken the opportunity to add on math workbooks to the curriculum, though. Because while the curriculum adds in Math gently throughout the lessons, it’s a bit too simple for my math hungry kids. And they really enjoy doing workbooks with colorful pictures. I also enjoy the opportunity to spend the one-on-one time with each of them when it comes to Math. Rachael identified her Math workbook as “real homeschool” when I first handed it to her. Hehe. And you should see their excitement when they complete the page! I’ve just gone to the dollar store and added the cutest and brightest workbooks I can find that address challenges for my girls but are also not over their heads. Then we do a page or two a day. When we come close to completing that workbook, I find a new one. Sometimes they’re themed (like Rachael’s Little Mermaid phonics workbook that she’s going to flip over when we begin adding it to the lessons) and sometimes they’re generic. But bright and colorful sells itself well in our little world. And the girls really enjoy going and getting their math workbooks, a pencil, and a lapdesk on their own.
Since we’ve been doing homeschooling while the babies nap, it’s provided many opportunities to spread out on the floor. While handwriting and more intense fine motor worksheets find us at the table, the girls have enjoyed learning from their bellies for much of our homeschool morning.
Less helpful Furry moment.
We also have enjoyed the craft-heavy Creation introduction of My Father’s World. The girls have LOVED cutting out magazine pictures, drawing, taping, and gluing until they stick to everything.
Yep, it’s been a wonderful start to the year!