School starts tomorrow. This year I will have a Kindergartener, 1st grader and 3rd grader at home. I just now sat down to write out a schedule and it looks like we will being "doing school" from 8-4! And that is if all goes as planned! My schedule didn't involve dealing with Lucy at all so I basically plan on her being a perfect angel all day every day...because she is 18mts old and that's what they do, right?!
So, that being said, I am either setting myself up for failure or frustration. Or maybe I will be pleasantly surprised at how fast we get things done. Last year we worked hard from 9-3. I was determined to be finished by 3 because that is when other school children were finished. But, I actually think they get out at 3:30 around here and if we have to go till 4 it is really not a big deal since they will not have homework.
My other realization is that I am definitely going to need a set break every week. Maybe Saturday morning, I don't know. At least I have exercise now as an outlet. It may be rough once the time changes but that is not until November. So, until then, I will work hard with my children all day and hopefully put my feet to the pavement at some point between American Heritage Girls for Ella, soccer practice two nights a week for Nate, flag football and baseball two nights a week for Streed. Hmmm, at least I am a morning person. Looks like that will be my only option for some alone time. But that is good because it will force me to get up and get moving. Thankfully though, Chip is helping to coach Streed again so I don't have to go to that practice...unless he is out of town.
I am also teaching two classes at the co-op this year. 3rd and 4th grade IEW--Institute for Excellence in Writing. I am looking forward to this. I enjoy being up at their school and this way I get to know more students and parents, as well as help my son and his friends learn the foundations of a valuable tool! I was never taught to write, even though I took Honors classes. I certainly did not start learning how to make key word outlines in 3rd grade.
OH! And Lucy is going to a Nanny on Mondays while we are at co-op. This is a first for us. The nanny is a friend of a friend who keeps teachers' kids. She lives less than 5 minutes from my house.
So until then...we are going to go to a baseball pool party/cookout and pretend our summer is not over quite yet!!!
8.11.2013
8.07.2013
Beuler...Beuler...
08.07.13 It's been a while. So here we go...
I told a friend the other day, who was asking me to please blog again, that I just don't have anything to say. That is partly true. What I figured out about an hour ago is that I don't have anything to say because I don't have (take) time to think! I was in a mood earlier (that is a nice way to put it). I already had my running clothes on, as dinner was finishing up in the oven, when a child asked me why I had MY Kindle on MY dresser. They told me that was a bad place to put it because they may touch it. I explained that it was MY Kindle and that was why I put it on MY dresser and that they could keep THIER hands to themselves. They responded with, "Why are you being so mad at me?". So, I took off for a run while the sun was still blazing, as was my mood. At about mile 1 1/2 it dawned on me that the said child was begging me, in their own little way, to remove the temptation from them. They knew they had a weakness and they needed their mother to help them to be strong. I was just too selfish to see it. I immediately realized that as I was working my physical muscles, God was working my spiritual muscles. I prayed and asked God that I would always hear my children's cries for help. Usually I am so frustrated at their behavior (and how it affects me) that I fail to really listen. Oh Lord Jesus, forgive me where I fail you and in turn fail them! Thank you for the restoration of the cross and the sensitivity of the Spirit to speak to us. Thank you that I listened.
I told a friend the other day, who was asking me to please blog again, that I just don't have anything to say. That is partly true. What I figured out about an hour ago is that I don't have anything to say because I don't have (take) time to think! I was in a mood earlier (that is a nice way to put it). I already had my running clothes on, as dinner was finishing up in the oven, when a child asked me why I had MY Kindle on MY dresser. They told me that was a bad place to put it because they may touch it. I explained that it was MY Kindle and that was why I put it on MY dresser and that they could keep THIER hands to themselves. They responded with, "Why are you being so mad at me?". So, I took off for a run while the sun was still blazing, as was my mood. At about mile 1 1/2 it dawned on me that the said child was begging me, in their own little way, to remove the temptation from them. They knew they had a weakness and they needed their mother to help them to be strong. I was just too selfish to see it. I immediately realized that as I was working my physical muscles, God was working my spiritual muscles. I prayed and asked God that I would always hear my children's cries for help. Usually I am so frustrated at their behavior (and how it affects me) that I fail to really listen. Oh Lord Jesus, forgive me where I fail you and in turn fail them! Thank you for the restoration of the cross and the sensitivity of the Spirit to speak to us. Thank you that I listened.
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