We hung back up our bird feeder and refilled it. It had fallen down.
A few little repairs and we’re back to our bird watching from the front window.
It’s just plain lovely!
Striving for a God-honoring daily legacy amid life's beautiful adventure.
We’re getting ready to start the homeschooling season again. We have taken the longest break ever from directed teaching due to the boys arrival being mashed in with summer. We moved from more focused academics to more play and discovery. But I have to be honest, I’m really excited to start back into a more directed study time.
Big Guy started school last week so that forced us to become more regulated and routined. Honestly, I am really happy about that. I love Big Guy, but the entire dynamic and hyperactivity level of this household takes a shift back into our discovery norms when he’s at school. Our days kind of slow down and become more natural feeling to me. It becomes less about burning a kid out and more about discovering our world together. I feel more calm because there are more opportunities for quiet in our household and for this introvert that is really important to me. Odd that four kids can feel quiet, but it really is true – especially during the babies’ morning naps. Things allot themselves more naturally to sit-down teaching in the morning and hands-on learning in the afternoon.
But one of the things I look most forward to during this school year is returning to reading. Reading a book on my own. Our missions reading before nap times. Oh our snuggling reading on the couch has stayed consistent throughout the summer, but just the calm of enjoying a good read – that I look forward to so much.
It was nearly impossible to instill missions reading over the summer, sadly. Big Guy’s attention span is very, very short. And reading to the girls before nap time always left Big Guy out since sitting in the hallway between the boys and girls’ rooms rocking my nurser created a very fussy nurser that I nearly had to yell over to read. Yeah… less calming.
Rachael actually leapt for joy when I returned to my rocking chair with a missions book in hand at nap time. “YEAH! Mommy’s going to read missions novels to us again!” She couldn’t contain herself. I love that she remembers that about me. I love that she, at such a young age, is already enjoying longer chapter books. And I have noticed that since I stopped reading to the girls at nap time, my Abi’s vocabulary hasn’t built as quickly… and her annunciation just flat-out needs work. Funny but reading aloud to her will help a lot with those things as she is more accustomed to broad vocabulary and listens to my sounding out foreign city names.
But really, even if it had no educational piece to it…. I just love sharing that time with them. I love talking about what God has done in and through people. I love learning, myself! And it’s also a helpful gauge for telling if Rachael is ready to transition from naps. If she can stay awake for the full chapter, then she may not need a nap that day. See, reading has MANY benefits. 😉
I’ve decided to begin homeschooling after Hannah’s first birthday. Summer has been a little hectic and draining, quite honestly, despite the large amount of fun as well. So I’d like to feel ready. I’d like to include Rachael and Abi in decorating the homeschool wall. I’d like to solicit their ownership of their portfolios this year, decorating the cover and putting the dividers in. I’d like to settle into a routine of reading and more consistent morning naps for the babies and in many ways healing from a wonderful, but long summer of greater demands on me for the enjoyment of the kids. I’d like to read ahead in our curriculum, get hyped up and have everything settled really nicely before day 1. And the beauty of homeschooling is… we can do that. We can afford to start our school year whenever we’re ready. Truly ready.
I love homeschooling. It’s a passion of mine. No it’s not for everyone. Yes, it’s draining, but the investment is really an utter delight. I LOVE sitting beside my children and soaking in their worlds. I love discovering life with them. I love hearing the Scriptures return without void. I love praying over their math problems, piano lessons, and puzzle play. I just love doing life with them. And I love knowing precisely what they are learning, from the books to the social interactions to the Scripture. No, it’s not for the purpose of controlling them. It’s for the purpose of training a child in the way they should go… that God would bless their paths to be more straight. I just love being a missionary to my kids. Oh and I pray that light would overcome their darkness, in turn allowing them to be light to the world and sisters in Christ.
So thanks be to God, for this season of preparation. Preparation of our minds and our hearts and our souls for all that He will teach us this year
through the medium of homeschooling.
As I mentioned in the post on Saturday, Rachael has begun taking piano lessons from Ms. Betty at our church. Ms. Betty is a wonderful woman who has opened her heart and her home to our crew many times before, not minding our noise in the least, and welcoming us in with open arms for a friendly few visits since Matt first came to our church to serve. Ms. Betty is one of those rare diamond in the rough ladies who hold strong to her gospel convictions and has the natural ability to edify and open up her heart to you in hospitality. So when I thought about who would be a great teacher, with such patience and compassion for our little Rachael’s budding interest in piano, Ms. Betty was a surefire fit.
Once a week, Ms. Betty comes by the house and picks up Rachael for her piano lesson (she’s one of those wonderfully thoughtful people who think about the fact that I have babies who need to nap and other kids to tend to which would cause an inconvenience in the “please sit quietly and mind while Rachael does her lessons” category). Rachael, feeling so big and grown up, walks on over to the church with Ms. Betty and does her half hour to forty-five minute lesson with her. And you should see that big smile as my “big kid” returns home with her sucker (Ms. Betty is so kind enough to get all three of the older ones suckers each week as a reward for Rachael’s hard work).
Since the piano won’t teach itself, Rachael practices each day for 30 minutes. And since Rachael is four and a half years old, I sit down with her to help her learn. It has been another fun journey of play mixed with hard work for the two of us. I’ve been brushing off my old “how to read music” skills and Rachael has been learning quite well. She is a wonderful student, as always, and I enjoy seeing music through her eyes.
And since piano is really a lot of hard work between learning to read music, learning the piano keys, learning correct fingering, learning how to hold your hands and sit appropriately and then adding in some meter and time… we also have to add in some silly helps to keep things carefree in the world of SUPER multitasking.
So naturally, I taped balls of paper to her hands to help her keep the right form while practicing.
Her fingering before habits.
Her fingering after new habits.
We all had a good laugh about that one. And she plays better now too. =)
– Proud of her.
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