Rethinking Metamorphosis
At some point this summer our sweet babysitter brought my kids a Monarch butterfly egg. To me it looked like a milkweed leaf with some dirt on it. She promised me an egg was on the leaf and all I […]
At some point this summer our sweet babysitter brought my kids a Monarch butterfly egg. To me it looked like a milkweed leaf with some dirt on it. She promised me an egg was on the leaf and all I […]
When I was growing up, my mom tried all sorts of chore systems to encourage her four children to get off their lazy rear ends and help out. Ultimately she went with this innovation: a sheet of scratch paper on […]
I am not going to lie … back to school euphoria is hard on me. In my early days of homeschooling I had a devil may care attitude about the whole thing. Back then I was excited about homeschooling and most […]
Last fall my daughter decided that she couldn’t possibly navigate adolescence without a chalkboard wall in her room. I made a big fuss about how her room was already finished and she’d just have to live with boring walls. Then I secretly […]
Day three of the county fair was blistering hot. I was sweaty, dusty, exhausted, and burned out from showing chickens and horses and projects. The kids were hungry and we had a break between horse events so the hubby and […]
In our house, someone is usually crying. This morning it was me. My four children have this amazing ability to talk to me simultaneously. Oblivious to anyone else already talking, there is always something to show me, hurts to […]
Last fall I attended a fairy tale outdoor wedding. The sun was streaming through orange, yellow, and red leaves in a peaceful wooded area. The birds were chirping. The bride and groom were young, beautiful, and hopelessly in love. It […]
Summer is upon us which means we are all looking for ways to keep kid occupied. I don’t know about you but we are a grand total of four days in and my kids are already too bored, too hot, […]
My garden beckons me. The soil revels in its freshly tilled glory. A brown sea of possibility. And work. And weeds. And pests. Ugh actually my garden doesn’t call me. It mocks me. When I moved out to the country I dreamed […]
I never met anyone who loves his name more than my brother. When we were kids, that boy wrote his name on everything in our house. I mean, everything. He thought every object in the house should be his. And […]