Yesterday

I had a very full day yesterday! My sister-in-law came in to town and spent the whole day with us. We had wanted to go to the Monet exhibit at the Cleveland Museum of Art, but the museum is closed on Mondays (!*@!), so we went to the Children's Museum instead. The girls did have a great time there, probably more so than if we had gone to the Monet exhibit. They got to play with water, and learned about water wheels and locks.


They got to climb.


They got to be weather forecasters on TV.

They got to grocery shop and check out.


They got to drive a bus and fly a rocketship.


Among other things.

We joined my husband for lunch at his office, then hung out at a mall for a while, then joined my other sister-in-law and a friend and co-worker of hers for dinner, with my husband, at the fat fish blue restaurant in downtown Cleveland. The Scientist tried crawfish for the first time, and liked them. Wildchild and I are not big on seafood. However, my sister-in-law's friend got an awesome dessert called a Carpetbagger. It is chocolate poured into a paper bag mold, then filled with cake, whipped cream and fresh fruit, and chilled. It makes quite a sight when they bring it to the table. Yum!

The Next Generation

Was just over at the International Women's Forum reading a review by Charlotte Hays of Leslie Bennetts book, The Feminine Mistake, Are We Giving Up Too Much?. You may remember Bennetts most as being one of those "alarmed by a New York Times report that an increasing number of women with degrees from top colleges are choosing to become stay-at-home mothers." The review brought two things to my mind that I'd like to discuss here.

One was the observation by Hays that many of the women in this book were living the stay-at-home lifestyle until the husband came home and announced he was leaving, often for someone else. Like Hays, I am the child of divorced parents (there are far too many of us.) I saw what my parents' divorce did to my mother, who after twenty years or so of staying home and looking after the home and my sisters and I, was now compelled to go out and re-join the work force, with only a high school education. It was very difficult for my mother, I know, but I believe she slid over-far into jaded cynicism. She found it very important that I go through college, and I found in her insistence on a career for me the unspoken addition "so you can get a job when your husband leaves you."

Consciously, I've rejected this idea. I've chosen to be a stay-at-home mom, and I'm even homeschooling them now. Deep down, my subconscious does fear being abandoned by my husband, being abandoned by people with whom I have relationships in general. I've just chosen to make the conscious choice to trust my husband, that when he says he meant our marriage vows and will not leave me, that he will stand by his word. It's not always easy to trust, but it's my decision to do it. I feel staying home with my children is the best choice for them, and it's what *I* want to do as their mother.

Which leads me to the second point I wished to make. Hays gives a quote in the book from Heidi Hartmann, founder of the Institute for Women's Policy Research: "As I once said at a conference, unless you are the mother of an Einstein or a Madame Curie, which most of us are not, your own work, if it is significant, is probably more important to society than raising your kids." Well, most parents are not Einstein or Madame Curie other. Many jobs done today, when looked at in the big picture, are not really significant in a long-term, world-changing way. Most jobs could be performed by someone else equally well. But no one else can bring up my children the way I want it done. No one else can care about them as I do; no one else can understand them as I do. Influencing the next generation of people has far more impact on the world than crunching numbers, or managing an office.

Lazy Sunday

Your Eyes Should Be Green

Your eyes reflect: Striking attractiveness and danger What's hidden behind your eyes: A vivid inner world

What Color Should Your Eyes Be?

via Lilac Rose.

My eyes in real life are mostly brown, with a little bit of green, by the way.

Learning Styles

On a previous post, Jau asked some questions about my girls' learning styles and talked about how one of her children might have been better off homeschooled and one flourished in school with other children. So I'd like to go into a little more detail about my kids and learning.

My eldest daughter is competitive, it's true. She has fairly nice cursive handwriting partially because she was in competition with another girl in her class, from when she was in a parochial school. However, she was not entirely a perfect fit for "regular school." She's fairly bright, and we found that in her private, parochial school, classes were mostly being taught at the lowest level. She didn't get a lot of encouragement or help in working at her level, even though we discussed this with her teachers. She and I do argue some when I am trying to teach her; she can be willful, as Jau said her daughter was. She thinks more like her father, and wants to know the "why" behind everything. In science and history, this may be good; in long division it can be trickier! Mathematics to me are hard and concrete, a simple follow-the-formula, but she still wants to put a reason to every little detail. She is fairly good at working independently when the subject interests her. I have to hold her back on her book reading, only because she would never get anything else done!

My younger daughter, Wildchild, still lives up to her name! If she went to a regular school, she'd probably have to be on medication, which is a definite consideration for *not* putting her in a regular school. She's not really interested in learning much at all besides dance. She already takes ballet once a week and would like to take jazz and Irish step. I've never liked to see parents who stick their kids in activity after activity just so the kids have something to do, but Wildchild seems to have some talent for dance which I would like to cultivate while she's still young. She's somewhat of a puzzle to me in her lackluster attitude towards learning; the rest of her family are voracious readers, but she's unenthusiastic even about reading. I may have to find more stories to read to her to try to teach her things. She loved the book about princesses that I found for her, and there was quite a lot of history slipped in there. I think things like mathematics will still keep being an upward climb, though.

As for getting together with other parents with the kids, yep, I couldn't survive if the girls and I didn't get together with other moms and kids. Our field trip yesterday included three other moms and a grandma, and loads of kids. Plus another mom and her two sons stopped by for the potluck lunch afterwards. Our trip to Jacob's Field to learn about weather and watch the Tribe play will also be taken with the homeschooling grandma and three of her grandchildren. The Scientist also takes Latin class once a week, led by our pastor, and the pastor's granddaughter, and another homeschooled girl and her father, also take the class.

It's interesting, and a generalization based only on my experience, but my girls often get on better with other homeschooled kids than kids who attend outside schooling. I noticed even before we started homeschooling our kids that there was aleady so much cliqueness even among little girls. Yes, my youngest was already out of the "cool" clique in Pre-K. But again, this is just based on my experience!!

I guess I'd have to say my girls both do best homeschooled. I have had my frustrations lately, but I really do think it's the way they'll get the best education.

Field Trip Season

Today, we went to see a puppet show featuring the Pied Piper of Hamelin, a little Edgar Allen Poe, and Casey at the Bat. Afterward, we had quite a potluck spread at the house of a homeschooling mom who lives nearby and organized the event. No tuna casserole, though.

Monday, we are going with my sister-in-law to see a special exhibit at the Cleveland Museum of Art, Monet in Normandy. Afterwards we will probably partake of lunch in Little Italy for a little ethnic culture. Although it's not that different from a family dinner at my sister-in-law's. :)

On Thursday, May 17, we will be going to a Weather Education Day with the Cleveland Indians. The meteorologists at a local radio station will teach some things about our weather along with the Indians mascot, Slider, and then we will take in a Indians game. Lots of fun to be had!

More Dreaming

So since we've talked about our dream *vocation*, what would your dream *vacation* be? The more I think about it, the more I realize that sitting around on a beach somewhere is not for me. My dream vacation, and this is not a surprise for those who know me, would be to hit all the major amusement parks in the U.S. I want to ride on all the top roller coasters in the country! So far, besides all the biggies at Cedar Point, and that is saying a lot, I've only ridden the Beast at King's Island and GhostRider at Knott's Berry Farm, as far as top-flight roller coasters.

Yes, I love spinning in tea cups, and boat rides, and ferris wheels, and especially roller coasters, better than lying quietly in the sun. Am I insane? :)

If Pictures Could Talk

Isn't the look on this girl's face delightful? She looks lively, intelligent, happy, like someone it would be fun to have a conservation with. I wonder who she was, and why her descendants did not keep her picture. It amazes me how so many old pictures end up for sale to the public. This picture is part of my collection of old pictures, that I have purchased.

I also have some copies of old pictures of my ancestors, that I wouldn't get rid of for anything. I need to make sure my daughters will know who is in all the old pictures! We have it so much easier today. I can scan pictures into the computer off of our digital camera in seconds, with the date attached automatically, and adding a description is as easy as typing it into our online photo album. We can also make back-ups on CDs if we want, for extra security.

By the way, I date the picture of this girl to around 1908. :)

Scary School Stuff

Whilst I'm debating what to do about schooling for the girls next year, I read yet another article, via JunkYard Blog, about why homeschooling is preferable, and I remember all the bad stuff from when the Scientist was in school. I remember that my daughter's second grade class would get punished as a whole class by taking away recess. Yeah, that's real smart. The kids are acting up, so make sure they don't have a chance to work off their energy. Do I want to deal with all the problems of "regular" school? Do I have a choice?

My biggest problem with the girls right now is that they just are not motivated - to do much of any type of learning. I don't want to and shouldn't have to stand over them making them learn things. I can't handle it, and it certainly wouldn't motivate them to learn. Right now I just don't know how I can motivate them to learn. Sigh. I feel like such an awful parent right now. And I have to deal with the state's regulations in addition to my own expectations.

This whole school thing is just getting to be insane. "'Kindergartners do not have [unstructured] free play,' said Maria McCool, public information officer for Woodland Hills, which has three elementary schools." I thought kindergarten was all about unstructured free play. It was, for the most part, when I went to kindergarten. But then I'm old, I guess.

Workin' for a Living

So what would you do as a job if time and money were no object? That is, if you had enough to support your family and enough time (and money) for all the schooling required beforehand?

I'm not sure what I would do! Since I'm interested in fashion history, though, I'd probably be working in a museum, or perhaps doing history reenactments, or maybe working as a costumer in the theatre or for film. It might also be fun to create historically correct sewing patterns, but I think I might get frustrated with all the work required for making patterns in different sizes. And while I might never get to do any of those things, I am fortunate that I can pursue my interests while working on my main career as "Mom," and who knows what I will do when being "Mom" is no longer my main focus?

Salzburg, Austria

Well, I told Laura I would post some pics of my trip to Salzburg, Austria, after being inspired to do so from one of her recent posts. After much computer wrangling by Mr. Evil Genius, and a lot of scanning, the pics are finally ready! It's a good excuse to scan them in; I really should do that for all my Germany-Austria pictures to help preserve them.

Mr. Evil Genius and I took a train from Vienna to Salzburg on February 3, 1990. We were still both in college back then, and not sure if we were dating yet (pretty funny, huh?) We were the only ones in our college group to visit Salzburg; I don't know why. Besides all the Sound of Music stuff






there are a lot of lovely views, and a huge fortress/castle that I would think would be worth going just to see that.



We also saw Mozart's Geburtshaus, or birthplace. Wouldn't you love to have this lovely kitchen, ladies? Ah well, I suppose it might have been all the rage in 1756.


We also took a quick peek at the real Nonnburg Abbey. Pretty cool, kind of built into the mountain below the fortress.

It was a fun day trip, and I'm sure we could have spent lots more time there. Hope you enjoy the pictures.

I'm Scared

Seriously, I am scared that people as clueless, as dumb, as incomprehensibly stupid, as asinine as this joker even exist. Why am I not surprised that this article is found in the Toledo Blade? That's another thing to be scared about, that Cleveland is so close to Toledo. This pathetic loser seriously asserts that America can and should be disarmed. Uh-huh. Read the article. Then when you're done throwing up, or rolling on the floor laughing, go read the great fisking by Iowahawk.

In the meantime, men with guns have helped save the lives of at least 40,000 babies every year in Afghanistan by ousting the Taliban. Guns don't belong in museums. They belong in the hands of everyone who is fit, able and willing to defend themselves.

h/t to Ace for the links.

In Honor of the NFL Draft

this great quote from Fred Thompson: "On draft day, the NFL looks at a young man’s talent. Then they look at his rap sheet." Go to Pajamas Media to read it all. Boy, Fred's getting around, isn't he?

h/t harrison.

Their Day

Well, the girls are sure about two things from their day with Daddy yesterday. They don't want to work in a cube farm, and meetings are boring! :) Fortunately, they both brought something to do, so they didn't absolutely *die* of boredom. They each got a goodie bag when they signed in yesterday morning; here are pictures of their "loot."


They made cards for the troops at lunchtime, which I thought was a very nice gesture (my husband works for a greeting card company.) They also got a little tour of the building from a woman who works with my husband. Actually, lots of my husband's co-workers already know the girls from our Wednesday Lunches with Daddy, which made the day more fun for them. Another co-worker let the Scientist play Sudoku on his phone. :)

Day with Daddy

Today is Take Your Son/Daughter to Work Day, and the Scientist and Wildchild are dressed and ready to go off to work with Daddy, while Mommy stays home and cleans house parties like it's 1999. Originally, this day was supposed to be for girls only, to go with their mommies to work so their fragile little selves could see that they really could do all the things boys could do, etc. Nothing wrong with girls seeing what their parent(s) do at work, but I'm glad boys can go too, and that they can see what their daddy does at work as well. Especially since my girls already know very well what I do all day!

The Scientist could definitely be unschooled as far as reading goes. Yesterday she finished up Theater Shoes and read Half Magic. Today, she is taking Five Children and It to read during any boring parts of the day. In 'riting and 'rithmetic, though, she definitely needs prompting and encouragement.

Life As We Know It?

So we may have found a planet outside our solar system capable of sustaining life. Is this news? To me, it only seems that it would be important from a humanistic, materialistic point of view. That is, that any life on another planet might have something from which we could learn in terms of science. But when we're busy eradicating life on this planet, why care if life exists on other planets? Do we really think there's some "magic bullet" planet there that holds the answers to life, the universe and everything?

Drink Up!

I know Lutherans are supposed to prefer beer, but here's a reason to drink fruity, "girlie" alcoholic beverages: they're good for you! I quote: "Any colored fruit might be made even more healthful with the addition of a splash of alcohol." Yippee! I'd like a screwdriver with a splash of cranberry juice, please.

h/t Betsy.

I've Got a Plan

Seems Sheryl Crow can't stick to singing, you know, her profession, or raising money for cancer research, or learning how to spell her name. Nope, via Lilac Rose, she has to tell us that we're using too much toilet paper, and she thinks there should be a ban on using too much, to help the sacred environment. So my plan is, besides making sure Sheryl Crow doesn't do any more "thinking," that she should be the one to enforce this ban. Come over to my house every day and keep track of how much toilet paper my family uses. Oh, and since she thinks paper napkins are wasteful as well, she can do all the extra laundry created by the two hundred cloth napkins my darling children will go through every day. I'm sure we can find a few extra dresses in her closet to cut up and use to wipe up spills. Then she won't need as big of a house, so it's a win/win situation all around.

A Fresh Start

In one way, I love Mondays. No matter what has happened, a new week is a fresh start. I can do well on housework, on teaching the girls, on sewing and all the other little things I enjoy doing, on exercising my body as well as my mind. Things have not been so difficult for me as for some others recently, but I still need the fresh start of a fresh week.

Go Fred!

"When people capable of performing acts of heroism are discouraged or denied the opportunity, our society is all the poorer." Go here to read the whole thing. Run, Fred, run!

h/t to Misha.

Hooray for Friday

I've been sick all week and not getting much done, so I'm glad that the weekend is almost here. My husband will be home, and the girls can play without having to worry about school work. I need to take better care of myself so I don't get sick so often. I'm glad that warmer weather is finally here, and probably here to stay. At least until next fall!

Family Vagaries

Did you ever get a wedding invitation and have no idea who the bride and groom were? That happened to me today, I believe for the first time. The wedding is taking place in my husband's hometown, so I'm presuming they are somehow related to him. I know my husband's family pretty well though, sometimes better than he does, and I have no guess who either of these people could be. His grandmother was the one who really knew all the ins and outs of the family tree, and believe me when I say, there were a lot of ins and outs. My husband's family on his father's side all came from a tiny village in Italy called Sulmona Valley, big enough that there weren't all the problems associated with massive inbreeding, but small enough that DH's family tree sometimes resembles a tangled vine more than a tree.

And yet, when my husband was at a cemetery in Chicago to see Al Capone's grave, he found several headstones that bore our family name, and also a couple headstones that carried another of the family names, and he had never heard of any of these people. It's interesting, because my husband *does* have family that lived in Chicago, and our family name is a relatively unusual one. I have often wished I had the time to do a thorough investigation into my own family tree. I guess the least I can do is write down what I do know, so my daughters can check into things if they are so inclined.

We Need Heroes

After reading this at Misha's AND Betsy's places, I am compelled to also share the story of Virginia Tech Professor Liviu Librescu, who sacrificed his life yesterday but saved the lives of his students, by blocking the doorway of his classroom with his body and giving his students time to escape the classroom. He was a Holocaust survivor. Greater love hath no man indeed.

My Take on the Virginia Tech Shootings

This is partially in response to my blog friend Jau, since her latest post set off this whole long ramble. She suggested we should limit "tools with which people can express intense anger and misery." I pointed out that now that guns are illegal in the U.K., there's a call to ban kitchen knives, as they are responsible for a large portion of the current violence there, perhaps as much as half. People will turn nasty and violent. It's sad, but it's a fact of life, has been for the thousands of years that humans have been around, and always will be. The first recorded sin in history, after eating the forbidden fruit, was a violent murder.

Secondly, if Clayton Cramer is correct, the two guns that the shooter owned were a Glock 9 mm and a .22 caliber pistol. These are semi-automatic weapons, not automatic weapons. At some point, the shooter probably had to change the magazine on his gun, although he probably could have done it fairly quickly. And many gun owners will argue with you about their right to own automatic weapons just as much as their right to own semi-automatic weapons. The reason we own weapons is not just to protect ourselves from the thief who breaks in at night, but to protect our liberties from a tyrannic government, if need be. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe the Founding Fathers saw that their system of government might not last and that tyranny might raise its ugly head once more.

Clayton Cramer also implies that since Seung-Hui was a resident alien of the United States, there was no reason why he could not have owned these guns legally, although he was not supposed to have them on campus, but hey, that didn't stop him. I would like to know where Jau got her information that gun shows are exempt from background checks. I purchased my gun at a gun show, and you'd better believe the person from whom I purchased that gun did a background check on me. A federally-licensed firearms dealer must always run a background check before selling a firearm. Any exceptions there may be, such as LEOs and people with a CCW, are just another form of background check. Any hobbyist can set up a table and sell his collection at a gun show, but those people are probably being watched to make sure they are really hobbyists and not firearms dealers. And anyone can sell a firearm to anyone else in a private sale, which I do not believe the government should ever regulate. The government has no business in private sales. In any case, do we know where Seung-Hui purchased his firearms or have any reason to believe he owned them illegally? Let's not bring up situations that may not even fit this story, and are unlikely on top of that. The MSM may love to put out scare stories about gun shows, but a gun show is not someplace to just go anonymously load up on all the guns you want. I've been there; I know.

Lastly, Jau asks, "Why must being an American include the fairly frequent and not very remote possibility of being mowed down by lunatics?" Well, first of all, because Americans have rights and freedoms, guaranteed by our Constitution and Bill of Rights. Do we want to destroy those any more?

Secondly, I really do not believe the possibility is "fairly frequent." According to this page, "The Swiss, New Zealanders and Finns all own guns as frequently as Americans, yet in 1995 Switzerland had a murder rate 40 percent lower than Germany's, and New Zealand had one lower than Australia's. Finland and Sweden have very different gun ownership rates, but very similar murder rates. Israel, with a higher gun ownership rate than the U.S., has a murder rate 40 percent below Canada's. When one studies all countries rather than just a select few as is usually done, there is absolutely no relationship between gun ownership and murder." Yes, shootings like this are spectacular and they make the news, but how often do they really happen? To me, this is like the scare stories on roller coasters every time a roller coaster death or accident occurs. You are more likely to get into an accident on the way to the amusement park in your car, than get hurt on a roller coaster.

Thirdly, these sorts of shootings don't just happen in America. See Montreal, for example. I agree with Clayton Cramer that there was no way to prevent this person from obtaining handguns except a complete ban on handgun ownership, which will never happen. Please also read this link on Clayton Cramer's blog where a Virginia Tech student who has a CCW wishes he had the same right to protect himself on the campus of Virginia Tech as he does elsewhere in the state - and he wrote this last August. Perhaps if someone else on campus was legally carrying a firearm, this tragedy may not have reached such huge proportions. I know I will never, EVER give up my right to carry, nor to own firearms, nor to protect myself and my daughters, if need be, by using a firearm. Call me a whacked-out gun nut if you like, but I believe I have presented facts in a reasonable manner in this post.

My Jacket Is SO Not Satin!

I'm referring to this post, in which Iowahawk details the horrors to which the British sailors were subject after their capture by the scary, scary Lutherans, such as being forced to drink cold beer. Yeah, try not to laugh too hard. At least we didn't force the tuna casserole on them.

h/t to the Aardvark.

My Desk

I got tagged by Kate, so here is a picture of my "desk". It's right next to the big comfy recliner I like to sit in when I am on the computer. The laptop itself goes on a plastic stool by the chair, as the heat vents are on the bottom of the laptop, so if you put the laptop on a desk it can't "breathe." Don't know who the genius was who thought that one up.

So what's on my table? A mug of hot chocolate with whipped cream, great for those chilly days when one has a sore throat. My phone, plugged into its charger. Nail clippers, nail polish and my nail buffer for those manicure moments. Scissors and thread, since I like to sit in the recliner and do my hand sewing. A SmartMedia card for our digital camera and a back-up memory stick for my CLIÉ. Pens and pencils, including a drawing pencil and colored pencils, since I like to make sketches of the vintage fashions I am so interested in. Pictures that have been scanned, and print-outs, since my chair is close to the printer/scanner. Homeschool-mom-stuff, particularly the purple card holder, the crayons, the glue stick and the note cards. I make flash cards for the girls to drill them in their German vocabulary. My medication and a pill cutter, since the one medication I take knocks me out if I take more than a quarter pill at a time. And lastly, my buddies Holly Hobbie and Belle. Ta da!

So, let's see. I am going to tag my daughter The Young Explorer, since goodness only knows that she needs to post something on that blog of hers, and the Die-Hard Equestrian, since she likes taking photos.

Yo Ho Yo Ho

Last night we had family game time playing Pirates of the Spanish Main. The basic idea is sending your little ships around to islands to pick up gold, and attacking the ships of your opponents. Since there are literally hundreds of ships, however, part of the game is in the strategy. Ships can be bigger and better at warfare, but slow, or smaller and better at zipping around to islands picking up gold, but easily destroyed in battle. Also, crew can add features to the ship, but take up cargo space. And each fleet can only be 40 points (or 45 if you add a limit ransom character). It can be fun, but very time-consuming.

Just Hanging Around

I'm feeling yucky today, probably mostly because I didn't take good enough care of myself when we went out yesterday. I'm so tired of it being so cold out. Sigh.

I did work on a shirt and pants for Wildchild yesterday. Good thing, too. My kids are rapidly growing out of their current clothes. Good news for Sarah, though! :)

If any of my readers want to leave cyber-condolences for my pastor and his wife, who are mourning the loss of her brother, please go here.

Happy Friday the 13th!

Anyone else out here a 13th baby? Well, I suspect Lutheran Lucy is. :) Anyway, my husband and both have birthdays on the 13th of a month, two months apart. We wanted to get married on June 13th, directly in between our birthdays, but Leap Year messed it up, so we got married on June 12th instead. I believe I turned 13 on a Friday the 13th!

Although I gave the girls off of "school" this week for the most part, I've been busy, doing some sewing and cleaning up my sewing room. I finished two shirts for the Scientist yesterday. I suspect she'll wear the Pooh one as a pajama top, but that's okay, she needs new pajamas too.

I may be getting an old pattern file from a sewing store in Youngstown, OH, that is going out of business. Woo hoo! No more stacked up cardboard boxes, if my brother-in-law was able to snag one for me.

Speaking of kids being off from school, does anyone else think it's a shame that so many kids today seem to spend their vacation holed up in day care anyway? I mean, I know a lot of moms have to work, and all that. But still, it seems sad that so many kids spend their time at school, or in some sort of day care/"camp" program. My girls love being able to be home and play with their toys, or play a video game, or ride their bikes or putz around the yard.

My Day, and a Prayer Request

First, the prayer request, for my pastor and his wife and family. A close family member is suffering ill health because of cancer, and it's rapidly getting worse. You can read about their Easter celebration together here.

Our Wednesday-Lunch-with-Daddy was extra special today as we got to listen to a jazz trio in the Town Square of my husband's office building. They were promoting a local jazz fest coming up.

Schreiblesefibel

The next time your kids complain about learning reading, or phonics, or handwriting, show them these pictures. They are from a book I happened to find on ebay. It doesn't appear to have a publishing date, but it obviously dates to way, way back, and belonged to someone who lived in Detroit, Michigan. It's called a Schreiblesefibel, which roughly translates to Reading and Writing Booklet.

It was published by Concordia Publishing House in St. Louis, Missouri.

First, the child learned simple phonics and handwriting, like l for Lampe and r for Rad. In German script.

The child also learned the sounds of letter combinations.

There were reading passages, like this doctrinal gem: Jesus, the Good Shepherd. A shepherd watches over the sheep. Jesus is my good shepherd. He leads me to pastures. I am Jesus' little sheep. Jesus gave His life for His sheep. He also died for me. Jesus redeemed me from my sins. He is my Redeemer. In baptism, I became Jesus' little sheep. Jesus loves the children.

There are other sections of reading and writing exercises.

Here are two pages that show the alphabet in upper and lower case. Looks fun, doesn't it?

Lastly, a page of prayers, and a page of I'm-not-sure-what. Some of the squares almost look like quilt blocks, don't they? Is this prayer familiar to anyone? Komm, Herr Jesu, Sei unser Gast, und segne, was du uns bescheret hast.

Seasonal Fun

I bought a little game on ebay for my youngest daughter, who loves bunnies, and we played it for the first time today. It's made by Playmobil, it came from Germany, and it is all in German, so it was fun and educational at the same time! It's called Wettlauf um die Möhren, or Race to the Carrots. See, the bunnies have escaped their hutch and they're trying to get to the field of carrots. But if you land on a circle with the picture of the farmer, or Bauer, you get stuck with the farmer figure, and you can't get into the carrot patch if you have the farmer figure.

We christened him Jack Bauer. I wonder what he's gonna do with that pitchfork. :)

Then there was a rousing game of bunny Jenga.

Blessed Easter

Today I'm being a real blogger, and blogging with my pajamas on, in bed, no less. I have a slight cold, and that and the weather make me want to just snuggle in bed. My poor husband is sleeping off a migraine, so Easter Sunday is rather quiet here. We did go to church this morning, which was an adventure, as the roads were atrocious most of the way there and back. I guess most of the snowplows took off for the holiday. Several main roads looked like they hadn't seen any plowing or salt since the snow started.

I hope all of you have a safe holiday. This weather is something else! I hope we get spring back soon!

Easter Eggs

We like to color Easter eggs as a family every year. They're not very flashy, but it's a fun thing to do together.


We need a bit of color on a cold, gray and snowy Holy Saturday.

A Special Event

Tonight, three young ladies in our church congregation received Holy Communion for the first time, including the Scientist. Here are the Scientist, the Artist, and LL, pictured with one of our pastors, also known as the Classical Pelican.

Here also are Faith, Hope, and Charity. Or the Scientist, whose middle name is Charity, with her Aunt Faith and her Aunt Hope. :)

Life Interferes

with blogging. But the Scientist's dress is almost done, in time for her first communion tomorrow night. Yay! I just have, wait for it, the hand sewing left to do; I'm turning over and hand sewing the bodice lining, and I might hand sew the hem.

I had a lot of things to think about today at lunch. Wednesday is Lunch with Daddy Day, since we're fairly close to his office after Latin class in the morning. But today was a going-away lunch for a couple who work with my husband (through tomorrow!), so the girls and I had lunch with my husband, the couple (with no kids), a single woman with no kids, and a married man whose wife is a surgeon and who also has no kids. It was strange for me, the stay-at-home, homeschooling mom, to be with this crowd. Not that they were anything but nice, but I couldn't help but wonder if they were looking down on me, a little. Still, I would still rather be the stay-at-home, homeschooling wife and mother. I can't imagine not having kids; I've wanted to be a mom since before I can remember. And I love being able to stay home with them, although we've made sacrifices to get here. And homeschooling is definitely the best option academically right now. I was even able to remember all that at lunch today. Especially when my girls wanted to snuggle with me and give me hugs at lunch. They need their Mommy, and I need to be there for them.

New Blouse

in dollie size. Yes, I should have worked on the Scientist's dress, but she is still not feeling well, and took a nap this afternoon, so I couldn't fit the lining to her as a test before I cut out the rest of the dress. She's a bit fussy about fit, so I want to make sure she likes it before I cut the whole thing out and sew it together. And I was feeling a little down anyway, so I sewed a blouse for one of my 16" dolls instead, for a fun project to cheer myself up. I'll work on the dress this evening.

How I Spent My Day

Or at least part of it. The Scientist has a bit of a bug, so only Wildchild and I were able to attend the birthday party for the Princess today after church. And here I can accomplish two things in one post, as the Princess received, among other things, two pairs of shorts recently made by me. I'm hoping she will appreciate them more when it is summer and it's 100 degrees in the shade. The Princess, by the way, is Wildchild's friend, and she turned 5.


Other than that, I have to get cracking on the Scientist's dress that she will wear when she makes her first communion on Thursday evening!