Category Archives: Purposeful Living
Homeschool happiness
Today is a good day. Today Quinn and I learn together. Today I will begin with time with God and he will begin with time with his dad. An hour. They will probably play chess. I know what we might … Continue reading
Perfect Moments
I am hurrying through the Trader Joe’s aisles when I stop at one of my special places – the TJ card racks. I have a little secret to admit. I buy an awful lot of these cards for myself – … Continue reading
Bibliophilia
We love books. In fact our favorite part of living in America rather than the African bush is probably the library. I know. Sad. Hermits. Antisocial. HOMESCHOOLERS. But really, books are incredibly windows to the world. Portals to the imaginary … Continue reading
Creativity through make up
For Christmas I bought her a set of one hundred and forty four eye shadow colors. She is eleven and a half. This is unusual because not only do I want her to stay a kid as long as possible; … Continue reading
2nd generation
When our kids’ education comes up, we explain that we have one at Bethel Christian who is thriving and loving it there . . . and that we have one at home who is also loving his “school” environment. “Home … Continue reading
Summer food
Summer shopping is even simpler than usual. Organic grass fed ground beef for burgers – lots. Organic fruits and veggies in season from the farmers market- lots. Several kinds of organic pickles. Add in a few potatoes, a little pasta … Continue reading
Freedom Day
Our non-traditional Fourth included no family or friends, no bbqs or parties. Just us. Us four. Doing our thing. Reading The Mysterious Benedict Society together, top recommendations. Grilling hamburgers and dipping artichokes together. Creating homemade art and decorations together. Watching … Continue reading
Burbling
I read this today, and it caught me right between the eyes. In a good way. Yes, this. This is what I am in the midst of. Sometimes simply knowing someone else has been there too and has made the … Continue reading
Slapped awake
It was morning when I told my children. Told them that Jason was very very sick. That he might die. They asked me, “Who??” and I told them, “Joshoni” which is how we all pronounced his name, there, in Bundibugyo. … Continue reading
Domino Dreaming
Dinner was chicken pot pie which I made too soupy but which surprisingly everyone enjoyed more than the usual version. Now David is washing dishes, and the kids and I have pulled out a few games, and it’s fast becoming … Continue reading