Tuesday, May 29, 2012
This weekend was just absolutely zingy with bouncy energy flowing every which way.
Today seems a little quiet. love you kids, Mom, aka Grandma
Monday, May 28, 2012
When I'm called upon to do this, I get to it.
Over the course of the years, I've accumulated a body of expertise that's of little use to most people most of the time.
But once in a while, it comes in handy.
We had so much fun this weekend, and there were so many fun moments.
This picture made me laugh right out loud.
That's John on my lap.
See here's the thing: Even though I am at most a medium sized woman, I don't feel any smaller than the men in my life. I feel big--their same size.
It's pictures that catch me by surprise.
But what's not to love about your kid on your lap on a cooler in the kitchen?
Good night, Kids. I love you all so, Mom
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Pam came on Tuesday and spent the day helping me babysit.
God Bless Her. That's lucky old me with the sister who is helpful. And kind.
I haven't posted a thing about homeschool in a while.
Just because we're in some transitional state doesn't mean we've turned in our homeschool cards.
Now and then when I'm bored, at loose ends, I tune in to a homeschool list I used to enjoy.
They're non-religious homeschoolers.
That's us too. We're Garrison Keillor old liberal Lutherans. There are no homeschool groups for us. Other conservative homeschoolers told us Lutherans aren't real Christians because they don't have any rules.
I'm still so stumped by that--by the rejection and the assumption.
Love your neighbor as yourself sounds so direct and simple, and yet it's sooo hard to do. I don't love all my neighbors. Some just straight up irritate me. Some are so baffling and mysterious I don't know what to think.
I sort of wish Jesus hadn't said that.
Why do I have to aspire to that?
Can't I just love people who make sense to me?
We're liberals who also believe Jesus was a fairly big rule breaker.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
So this is my response to a person who was worried about her child's reading curriculum: "Regardless of the target age group, [sentence] fragments are unacceptable. Anything that is introduced serves as a model..."
Okay, I get really frustrated by moms who try to stuff their kids and themselves into curriculum that doesn't work for them. Curriculum is a tool in your hand like a screwdriver, or a remote, or a pen. It's not the boss of anything, especially not your family or your home, your poor kid, nothing.
"Believe me, it DOESN'T MATTER.
Dyslexic people probably rule the world.
The whole world opens before readers.
I care nothing about rules, only results.
Dyslexics think differently, discern in their own ways. As a mother of five
dyslexic children and one husband, dyslexic people have too much to offer the
world to waste time on tasks that can be easily assigned to an editor or a
proofreader, which none of them aspire to be.
In the future--after they can read--we fill in the blanks, talk about quotation
marks and apostrophes, but there is a time and place for everything.
Do not put the cart before the horse.
Commas mean NOTHING to a person who is struggling to read.
Let go of rules if they create barriers of any kind. I talk in fragments all
the time. Write in them. Fear not. Life is good. The kids are fine.
It should be fun. Comfortable. Suit your rhythms. (fragments, I realize.)
If it doesn't, keep looking until you find your spot.
It's your homeschool, and it should be easy and happy. We started in 1989 and it
took us years to figure this out: We had the right to be us. And we're a very
You are too.