I put together a slide show

about my daughter Tegan’s (considerable) contributions to her community during high school.

 

This picture is from the first year.

She made goodies for the Open House.

 

This picture is from this summer.

 

4th of July, 2012

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“Full Darwin” in the laundry.

laundry pile, primus. Gotta love the mops, too.

laundry pile, secundus. This is clean.

So, for those who don’t know, the term “Full Darwin,” as applied to laundry, means the stage where everyone just does a couple of items that are their own personal emergency without supervising a load for the collective good. In a large family, like this one, we “must all hang together, or most assuredly we shall all hang separately,” particularly when it comes to housekeeping, so the “Full Darwin” approach just totally doesn’t work. As you see, here.

Nota Bene: I took pictures of other messes, and unmade beds, etc., but that was mostly for my own amusement, because, really, the mess around here is mostly of my making, any given day, and for some reason the children believe enough people read this blog that they’d be “famous” as untidy children. lol.

Wordless Wednesday #9

Subtitled “How I spent my Thanksgiving Vacation”

This is very many Legos

Sure, I cooked an enormous meal, administered an ACT practice test, did laundry, heated water with wood, took care of 7 people, 2 guinea pigs, and a chicken, had people over… but I cleaned and sorted all these Legos, which don’t represent the entire stash, by a long shot.

You do know Lego guys have arms that are both removable and non-symmetric, don’t you? 😉

wrote a poem

a leap of well-considered faith

At 14, long legs change hop-rocking.

The castles and continents of rock

give way to your seven league boots

and the horizon beckons.

Never to have measured yourself

against the mountains of your childhood,

never to have stretched across

the shoals of original magic

is to have missed

Pan’s path

for the worse.

Homeschooling

Like most aspects of parenting, homeschooling has had almost nothing in common with my expectations of it, and intermittently drives me crazy.

And then there are times like this.

My 8 year old daughter, finishing re-reading “The Hobbit”, preparatory to reading “Lord Of The Rings.”

Concern
sadness
grief

I’ve always loved sharing books and ideas with people. I feel so blessed to be part of this.