Frizz Family Homeschool: RV Edition
Our first week of school happened to coincide with a lovely head cold, but you know what they say about homeschool moms: can't stop, won't stop! Except I totally have stopped more than a couple times and pretended that the kids were at a real school instead of just rampaging on the other side of the RV while I took a cat nap.
Still Hot
Those of you who know me, know I love Maurice Sendak's Where the Wild Things Are. So much so that this year I bought a pencil case of Max in his wolf suit with the iconic words "I'll eat you up!" written on it. (Incidentally, the Man, who is not a Sendak fan, asked me, "Who bought this weird pencil case? That kid has something coming out of his butt!")
Five Minutes of Quiet
Is it just me or is there something about parenting that makes you want to hide in your bathroom at the end of a long day and just get to read a good book and possibly poop in peace? Five minutes, that's all I ask of you. Just five minutes to regain my sanity.
Delight and Desire
Last night the kids and I were reading a Max Lucado devotional on Psalm 37:4. The translation the devotional book used read, "Enjoy serving the Lord. And he will give you what you want."
If You Try Hard Enough
Just a quick reminder for your Monday morning that anything can be a bookshelf if you try hard enough (and potentially think outside the box). Even a very large command hook that is supposed to be used to hold your mom's bag.
Garden Add On
I'm enriching the soil of Fam Camp one dumped French press of used coffee grounds at a time. By the time we leave here, it will have been transformed from a sandy wasteland to a rich, tropical paradise.
Special Delivery Tour
So, how do you fit 7 people and 3 pets into less than 400 square feet of space?
Fiction Detox
It's been a fun few weeks of fiction detox. I mentioned to my librarian that I was taking a few weeks off of novel reading, and she looked at me with a blankly confused expression and asked, "Why in the world would you do that?"
Not the Same
Last week, I drove by what used to be a car wash and saw a man calmly vacuuming out his pristine black sedan in the half of the car wash that's still standing.
Some Nights and Days
There are some nights when you need to get the kids in bed early and curl up with a gigantic mug of tea and a bar of chocolate (and maybe some marshmallows--if I'm being honest) to watch Great British Baking Show and listen to the wind roar past the RV and your next door neighbor's awesome new wind chimes tolling faintly like far away church bells.
May As Well Enjoy (Part Deux)
I'm coming back to apply an add-on to Sunday's post...mostly because honesty is important to me and balance is a necessary ingredient when we talk about perspective (which is a theme that keeps cropping up for me here).
May As Well Enjoy
There is a tendency, for many of us, to go into survival mode when things get rough. We concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other and find ourselves with hardly any energy left for anything else.
A Garden of Should
We have now lived in the RV half of the amount of time that we lived in the actual house on base here. It's redefining the way I see permanent and temporary. It's also been making me think some about the way we put down roots...or intentionally avoid putting down roots...or think we should be putting down more roots than we actually are.
Books for Suffering
There are seasons in our reading lives when we begin to notice themes emerge. I'm not talking, of course, about how we have a preference for reading military biographies or historical fiction or young adult novels. I'm talking about how we find ourselves reading books that centralize around something that is resonating within us.
Friendship Lessons at the Football Field
This year, we have four kids playing flag football. Because the family that plays football together...stays together. Or something like that.