tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60834287800033801932024-03-12T20:27:12.241-05:00Cookies and Socks and Mommy ThoughtsHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151250538351881374noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083428780003380193.post-17481274385708893542016-05-31T14:24:00.001-05:002016-06-01T07:30:18.761-05:00AO Year 1, Day 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">But I wanted to get a quick blog post in to mark the end of Kyla's kindergarten year. This is momentous for me. It means, "we did it!" We homeschooled, and it was a success! We took 2 1/2 months off in the middle when things weren't going so well, and now are taking almost another month off at the end before we start 1st grade. We took days off when we had places to go and days off when we didn't feel well. But most days, we "did school."</span><br>
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Charlotte Mason was a British educator who lived from 1842-1923. Though she never had children of her own, she devoted her life to the education of children. Thus, she grew to understand the behaviors and tendencies of children very well.</div>
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Happy 3rd birthday! What a joy you are to our family.<br>
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Let's look back.<br>
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Tomorrow we're going to start school. For. Real.<br>
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I wasn't planning on beginning for a few more weeks. But then I realized that I could either spend the next few weeks doing more (unnecessary) planning, or I could just start.<br>
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<b><u>Timeline</u></b>.<br>
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Oh, I need a timeline. We need to be able to visually see where in time events fell. Our history curriculum is going to cover Adam and Eve, David, Jesus, Paul, Augustine, lords, knights, castles, Marin Luther, John Calvin, Columbus, the pilgrims, Patrick Henry, George Washington, Dwight Moody, Douglas MacArthur, the Alamo, and many people and events in between. How will this make sense without a timeline?<br>
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I found a Dooney and Bourke bag for $5. (Actually only $4.75 since I found a quarter inside it when I got home.) It looked expensive and well-made and like it could possibly be pretty functional. I'm pretty sure it's a knock-off and not really worth like $300. But that's ok since I'd never even heard of Dooney and Bourke bags before yesterday.<br>
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My little Kiahna Hope.<br>
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What a sweetheart you are.<br>
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My little<b> I-will-eat-anything-and-everything-I-can-get-my-hands-on-even-if-it-came-out-of-the-trash</b> girl. My <b>nothing-is-safe-from-me-and-I-believe-that-every-shelf-should-be-empty</b> little pumpkin.<br>
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It was a fun morning coloring Easter eggs at our house. We tried numerous methods. My only regret is that I took lots of pictures of eggs and almost no pictures of the Littles who were decorating them! <br>
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Some days, I bemoan the fact that I can't just make a quick trip to Walmart when I realize I ran myself out of brown sugar. (Most of the time, Bryan can bring home what I need, though he prefers to not have to stop more than once a week. :) )<br>
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<br />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151250538351881374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083428780003380193.post-39595960553305201332015-03-03T16:23:00.002-06:002015-03-17T09:19:26.742-05:00View from the GroundSometimes, I let the entire day slip by without ever crouching low enough to get a good look at life. Not today. Here's what I saw, when I took the time to look.<br>
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Dr. Seuss books are both Kyla's and my favorite books to read before bed, so when my sis texted me this morning to tell me that it is Dr. Seuss's birthday today, we just had to celebrate. Despite the cold I've been fighting for several days and the sinus headache that was threatening to crush the bones in my forehead, I hit Pinterest for ideas.<br>
<a href="http://cookiesandsocksandmommythoughts.blogspot.com/2015/03/happy-birthday-dr-seuss.html#more">Read the rest! »</a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151250538351881374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083428780003380193.post-11285295881324240832015-02-16T08:00:00.000-06:002015-02-18T17:14:02.670-06:00401ks, Tears, and a White BoardOn Saturday I was sitting at the table eating breakfast when Bryan arrived home from early-morning men's Bible study.<br>
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He mentioned to me that he thought I should consolidate my 401k accounts (from different jobs) so that all my retirement money (sounds like a lot! It's an itty-bitty-bit) is in one place.<br>
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My response? I started bawling. "I just don't know what to do!"<br>
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He was flabbergasted. Blown. Away. What? Are you sentimentally attached to these accounts?<br>
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Then, "Are you sure there's nothing else wrong?"<br>
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Today when we pulled the coats out of the dryer, I noticed something in the dryer. Not a hair tie or a pebble or any of the normal kids-leave-in-their-pocket items.<br>
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Will you turn away from the husband with a thought in his eyes? Will you miss the smile from a chubby-cheeked baby? </div>
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It was literally a decision I made in about 3 seconds. As I was changing Kamryn after she woke up, I decided I was not going to put a diaper on her.<br>
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<a href="http://cookiesandsocksandmommythoughts.blogspot.com/2015/02/potty-training-and-birthday-cake.html#more">Read the rest! »</a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151250538351881374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6083428780003380193.post-13016405099039900322015-02-09T08:00:00.000-06:002015-02-18T17:28:37.184-06:00Kyla, on Your 5th BirthdayMy dear, sweet, firstborn daughter. I can't believe you are five years old! <br>
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Bear with me while I reminisce for a bit. Five years ago...<br>
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Daddy and I woke up at 3:30 a.m. We arrived at the hospital at 4:45. <br>
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