"Every child should have mud pies, grasshoppers, water bugs, tadpoles, frogs, mud turtles, elderberries, wild strawberries, acorns, chestnuts, trees to climb. Brooks to wade, water lilies, bats, bees, butterflies, various animals to pet, hayfields, pine-cones, rocks to roll, sand, snakes, huckleberries & hornets; and any child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part of education."~unknown author to me
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
THEN THE FUN PART. MANY CRAFTS ALONG THE WAY BUT MAKING THESE OWL COOKIES WAS (OF COURSE) THE HIGHLIGHT!
We made a simple NO BAKE OATMEAL Cookie recipe and added bananas and raisins or chocolate chips for the eyes, nuts (almonds) for the nose. Not all that healthy but definitely a great treat for my boys. They devoured them!
In the hollow tree, in the old gray tower, The spectral Owl doth dwell; Dull, hated, despised, in the sunshine hour, But at the dusk--he's abroad and well! Not a bird of the forest e'er mates with him-- All mock him outright, by day: But at night, when the woods grow still and dim, The boldest will shrink away! O, when the night falls, and roosts the fowl, Then, then, is the reign of the Horned Owl!
Author: Barry Cornwall (pseudonym of Bryan Waller Procter)
There was an Old Man with a beard, Who said,'It is just as I feared!ö Two Owls and a Hen, Four Larks and a Wren, Have all built their nest in my beard!'
A Book of Nonsense.
A Book of Nonsense.
And the boys and my husband picked these from our garden...awesome surprise!!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
joy may come loudly with bells on, more often, it comes quietly, in small pockets, scattered throughout the days, reminding us, no matter what, joy is always available.........
and worth spreading.
So, my boys and I got to love on *this* little guy and oh how we loved on him. He is a special cousin (aka: brother of the pack of great-grand-children) and what a sweet little dumplin he is! My boys (and I) wish that we lived closer and could love on him daily! He is full of personality and is surrounded by good literature, daily Bluegrass music and culture/heritage from his Papa and awesome Mama...and we love him sooooooooo. We also hope is Mama is reading this (giggle) to know that we would LOVE another visit and a pregnant Mama (me) is hard to transport to far-away places
due to frequent stops at dirty bathrooms and would LOVE for her to bring him to see/play with us again :)
Love you Cuz!!
Love you Cuz!!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Well, I am finally able to post some pictures! yay! This month we learned a variety of cool things and I thought I would post about the ones that I actually caught on film :)
"Get over the idea that only children should spend their time in study. Be a student so long as you still have something to learn, and this will mean all your life". ~Henry L. Doherty
My bestie Ronda Roo had just arrived home from a mission trip with Mission of Mercy to Dominican Republic, giving aid to the Haitian refugees and it was her birthday. It was also our summer "party" here on the hill. FLOWERS were in order for this celebration!
~Queen's Ann Lace Flowers (or some celery or another light colored flower, I imagine*fun to experiment)
~glass bottles (we used recycled bottles from drinks and mason jars)
~food coloring or dye (we used vegetable-based coloring)
~Add drops of food coloring to water in the glass bottles (about 15-20 drops)
Then we went outside to do what we do best...
Campfires, blowing bubbles, hula hooping, playing in huge cardboard boxes, harvesting from our garden, dancing to live music in the yard...
Of course, a handmade card and a new vase for the flowers were also in order
Strips of tissue paper (torn and uneven) glued with a paintbrush onto a Mason jar
Peace to you
(Next up, a post about our Owl Unit Study)
Saturday, October 2, 2010
thought from Franciscan priest Richard Rohr:
"We cannot think our way into a new kind of living. We must live our way into a new kind of thinking."
With all of the new things happening in this season of my life, this quote stuck out to me today. I must remember to not be overwhelmed by the lack of organization, the home school books and read alouds and colored pencils spread around my kitchen table/floors/couches, the insane amount of political and religious backlash about our country that leads me to become more and more disenchanted, the things that steal my time if I let them, and the fuzzy "mama-brain" moments.
I need to live in way to always be grateful. Prayerful. Mindful. Be aware.
Aware of the leaves turning brilliant colors instead of colorful billboards that enrage me. Aware of the moonwalk of babylove in my womb instead and of the ligaments stretching. Aware of the current ages of my kids instead of how fast they are growing. Aware of the love that I feel in the wind that blows through my windows and of the breath that is taken away with me from disbelief. Aware of the smells of autumn, the smells of my baby boys' hair when they come inside from frollicking outdoors, aware of the mulitude of blessings that my friends shower on me, aware of hard work, aware of that still small voice, aware of my need to slow down and embrace this new season of life.