Life Between Loads of Laundry
While we were in Disney World in December, we made heavy use of the Disney transportation system since we were staying at an onsite resort. We spent just over a week at the parks, so this meant we had plenty of chances to ride buses, monorails, and even boats. There were times when the seats were plentiful, but more often than not, we found ourselves riding at peak times when we were asked to get cozy and make new friends. {Read More}
I didn’t make any resolutions this year. What’s the point, right? I get all crazy ambitious at the end of December, make some sweeping declarations about the pathways that will get me to a better life, and then am done with them by January 3rd. I thought that I would, however, share a list of ten things that I would really love to do in 2013. I guess they are resolutions, but let’s not call them that. Let’s call them {Read More}
Over the last couple of weeks, I have shared the story of how my teaching career ended. I shared how it started at the job I loved and the job that I took that ended it all. Today, I’m going to share how it really finally officially ended. —– When I got home from school, I did some discussing with Eric before realizing that I was really considering leaving that teaching position. Between only a couple of hours at home {Read More}
I’m sure that I’m like a lot of other homeschoolers in that I can’t help myself but to worry about what we’re covering and, more importantly, what we’re not covering each year. I don’t have a school board or state board of education telling me what I should and shouldn’t do in my lesson plans. Instead, I’m piecing together an education the best that I can, and there’s a lot of pressure that comes with that. Here’s the thing that {Read More}
Last week, I shared where my teaching career began. This week, it’s the beginning of the end. —— I was excited to start in my new school. I decided to look at the 45 minute drive (each way) as an adventure. I was going to look at my kids starting daycare for the first time as a good thing for them. This would be a new, exciting time for all of us, I told myself. Although I was given a {Read More}
This is atypical for me, but I wanted to share the story of how my teaching (at least outside the home) career ended. Then, I realized that I had to start at the beginning. When I finished writing, it really seemed like something that needed to be broken into three parts instead. So, for the next three weeks, I’ll share part of the story each Monday morning. This is where it began. —– When I graduated from college, I happened {Read More}
Molly and I drove home from an activity and a quick shopping trip last night. As we drove along in the darkness, sipping on our warm Starbucks goodies, she began to muse from the back seat. “I can’t believe that next year, I’ll be nine years old.” “Well, yes,” I replied, “but it’s almost a whole year away until your birthday rolls around.” “I know,” she said and paused. “But then the year after that, I’ll be ten years old! {Read More}
With it being Thanksgiving week, it seemed only fitting to write a my Top Ten {Tuesday} post about ten things that I’m thankful for. Well, except that seemed too easy. It’s easy to be thankful for the good things. One thing that I have tried to do for the last several years is to look at those things that aren’t so perfect, the things that are annoying, or the things that are less than ideal, and then see the back {Read More}
I sometimes look at our house, usually while trying to add one more thing to the already cramped space (it’s not a large house), and I declare that I would really love to move to a bigger house. Financially, it would be difficult for us, and quite frankly, the idea of trying to sell a house (something we’ve never had to do) doesn’t appeal to me. Plus, we like our neighbors and neighborhood. So, we stay put. Still, in those {Read More}
Isn’t it funny how the are things that your children do or say that you think, “I’m going to remember this forever.” It might be a mispronunciation (like when our Noah would say “your” instead of “you,” such as “How are your doing?”) or a certain quirk or mannerism that is so indicative of some time in their lives. In my almost 13 years of mothering, I find that more often than not, if I don’t record those things in {Read More}
