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I’m sitting here at my desk, my eyes darting from the computer screen down our driveway because at any moment my youngest will emerge from a large yellow bus after her first day of public school in four years.  Red, heart-shaped Rice Krispy treats are sitting on a plate, I brewed myself a double-shot latte, and I cannot wait for our chat party to begin.In the meantime, I will begin my post on Sixteen Days of Getting My House in Order ~ Kids’ Systems Part 2 (you can read Part 1 here) but I may have to come back and finish later.  But first, can I share my heart with you a moment?  After my last post in which I shared our family systems for Bible Reading, Memorization, and Prayer, I felt compelled to reassure your momma’s heart in two areas:  Recipes and Realities.By Recipes, I am referring to the…

Many things can wait.Children cannot.  Todaytheir bones are being formed,their blood is being made,their senses are being developed.To them we cannot say “tomorrow.”Their name is today.-Gabriela MistralI am still new at this mom thing.  Although my children are now 15, 14 and 10, they continue to teach me new things as we journey this life together.  Like me, I hope they, too, are learning that sharing life together is about grace….about forgiveness….about unconditional love, and always expecting the best.Even when everything in you dreads the worst.Parenting children does not get easier as the years go by, it just changes.  Some days it feels like the stakes are higher.  I don’t worry about their safety now as much as the condition of their hearts.To be honest, it was easier to control their safety.  Or seemed to be.  (Bear in mind, my children are not driving yet.  This reduced safety concern may…

Sometimes I lay my head on the pillow at night and wonder where on earth the day went….how another day managed to pass with still so many things on my to-do list?I try to rationalize by reminding myself of the progress I have made ~ the little things I accomplished that day to be present, to be real, to listen, to observe.  Things which become more important to me as my children outgrow shoes right before my eyes.Last night I had great intentions of spending the evening painting since we were blessedly home for the evening; instead, my daughter felt sick so we laid on the couch together reading about Mary and Laura chasing cattle from the haystacks in Little House on the Prairie.  Before long, the boys piled around so we sketched out a few games of Hangman on notebook paper.  When was the last time I played Hangman,…

Gabriel, Isaac and Amaya ~Oh, how my heart overflows with love for you three.  Today began another year of homeschool, another season of Bible reading and memorization, Latin prefixes, cone and sphere volumes, multiplication tables, rises and falls of empires, synthesis of atoms and molecules, sentence diagramming, muscle and bone anatomy, Beverly Cleary novels, classical literature, and wonderful tales of the Medieval world.I am much less nervous than I was a year ago.  You seem more laid back, too.It’s a delight to me as I watch each of you struggle to grasp new concepts, then glimpse the ah-ha moment as understanding dawns.  I welcome the sense of purpose a schedule provides, how your fussing covers up the relief that you, too, feel as we swing back into gear.I see enthusiasm in you, Isaac, as you plow through 30 math review problems at breakneck speed, smugly proud you remembered all your facts.I love the…