tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-336154752024-03-13T23:36:28.185-04:00Keys Atheneum - A Charlotte Mason Inspired LifeCarolyn is a modern homeschooler living a Charlotte Mason inspired life. She lives, loves, and learns every day of the year with her husband and three children - ages 12, 8, and 4. On this slice of the web she shares what she's working on, reading, what she's researched online, and what her children are up to. She lives with her family and two dogs in a sunny place where it never snows.
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Whatever endeavor we embark on, if we are astute enough, we will be aware and present. The commitment may be there in spirit, but many people are exhausted on both the work and home front. This coupled with the distractions of the latest technology leave us moving and thinking in auto pilot mode, doing the minimum and rationalizing this is enough. The screens are attractive because they offer an escape from our manic work world and oftentimes makes us forget our responsibilities, at least for a little while - or a collection of little whiles which amount to more than we'd like to admit.<br />
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However, to succeed, we need to reach beyond the boundaries of complacency and be willing to be uncomfortable, to focus our mental energies in producing that which will lead us to our aim. We need to believe our goals are not merely the stuff of fuzzy dreams but the realities of a planned set of behaviors which will lead us there.<br />
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As much as for myself as for those who are reading this, the cliché of stepping out of our comfort zone is not merely a saying but a truth. To really grab hold of our dreams and make them our realities we need to press the off switch to the auto-pilot mode and grab hold of the steering wheel to maneuver us there. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!<br />
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Oh, Paris. Your heart must be broken. Your city violated as is your sense of security. I mourn with you the loss of life, the loss of human beings innocent and exuberant in living their lives. They were shot down within an agonizing half an hour, too terrible to contemplate, never to forget. I'm so sorry for your great loss, families of victims.<br />
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My heart hurts for all the people who survived and witnessed this horrific event, images indelibly but reluctantly etched in their memory. I pray they are not forgotten and properly taken care of in counseling sessions.<br />
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Paris, I only visited you for a few days nearly twenty years ago, but I remember you fondly. I wish your people strength as you face this faceless enemy and I pray you are protected as you go about your daily lives.<br />
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We stand by you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-63819091332901701372015-09-26T16:57:00.002-04:002015-09-26T17:04:28.736-04:00Check out our Kickstarter Project: Hula Girls Art Book<div class="p1">
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<span class="s1">The reason I haven't been on this blog is because I've been writing a book for my husband. He asked me to write a book to accompany his awesome hula girls art. He's an island artist who paints and draws anything from religious icons to nature to hula girls. He's mostly fond of anything to do with the islands. We do, in fact, live on an island.</span><br />
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<span class="s1">The book is titled "Hula Girls - The Hula Art of DePaula". The book is accompanied by amazing hula girl paintings by the talented artist William De Paula, aka husband and father extraordinaire. The book is a hula dancing pin-up art book with all original artwork by him. In writing this book, I researched the history of hula and its place in Hawaiian and pop culture. It was inspired by our honeymoon visit to Kauai and Maui 15 years ago. The Hawaiian islands' magic and lore continue to enchant us.</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-5426420854756844412015-07-01T23:51:00.000-04:002015-07-01T23:51:32.137-04:00Five Things You Should Consider Before Buying A Planner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Remembering things have never been my strong suit. As my life gets busier, I know I needed more than the nearly constant beeping - mostly ignored - of my cellphone. Digital has its advantages, but it's not for me. A big picture gal, I need to see everything in front of me - writing, chores and errands. I have a satisfactory working system for my homeschool planning which means I only need guidelines and "the next thing" and we're ready to go, but after I'm done I'd like a place to journal about how the day went. I'm planning on using my planner for that. My week needs to be defined, but I still need plenty of writing space. Also, a long section for a to-do list. I decided to go back to paper planners. I haven't used one in years. Being a homeschool mom of three kids of varying ages and starting a freelance writing career, I'm busier than I've ever been.<br />
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A quick Google and there's a whole universe of paper planners, from scrap-book style to bare-bones day-of-the-week from thirty years ago. What I thought was going to take half an hour turned into an epic quest rivaling Indiana Jones'. Days and many hours later, I have found my planner.<br />
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I found searching for the right planner involves more than choosing from one list at one site. The first step is to consider what kind of planner you prefer. This involves asking yourself some key questions and visualizing what you're going to be using this planner for.<br />
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Here are five things you should consider before buying a paper planner:<br />
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<b>1. Which style suits you best?</b><br />
Ring-bound with refills, wire-bound, book-binding. Does a gorgeous cover and personalization à la <a href="https://www.erincondren.com/life-planners">Erin Condren</a> matter to you? Could you care less about decorating your planner, do you just want some empty lines on good paper? Do you want to buy a whole new one, or keep reusing a cover and just buying refills like <a href="http://franklinplanner.fcorgp.com/store/?utm_source=Google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=franklin%20covey&utm_campaign=Franklin%20Planner_Core%20Brand_US&CAWELAID=330001490000021912&CAPCID=57029972587&cadevice=c&gclid=Cj0KEQjwn86sBRDroPiR0LrSzNYBEiQAzOaSYE7eOrQ_YcV3OxOVD5JKkxpdrG2mPRpVNQuauNT418EaArqd8P8HAQ">Franklin Covey</a>?<br />
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<b>2. Which format?</b><br />
Monthly at-a-glance style planners, weekly vertical, weekly horizontal, plenty of space for to-do lists? Maybe you need to pare down your to-do list and need more space for appointments. Perhaps you're a free spirit and don't mind customizing your own <a href="http://bulletjournal.com/">bullet journal</a>?<br />
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<b>3. Which budget?</b><br />
Some planners sure are pretty, but they can cost you a pretty penny. How much are you willing to pay for a paper organizer? Is it worth it if you are motivated enough to use it day in and day out? If it's going to frustrate you because it's so expensive and you're not using it nearly as much you thought you would, you'd be better off starting off with something simpler. Remember, presumably you'll need one yearly. Sometimes it takes a few years to find out which one is your ideal planner.<br />
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Chances are, you may have bought one in the past - Day Timer covers and others work with other refills just fine. In my case, after searching around in my own home, I found two covers - one compact one and a Franklin Covey Classic (5.5" X 8.5"). Looking at how small compact was, I knew I couldn't use this. My handwriting is large, and I like to write plenty of notes. I'm keeping the little cover around in case one of my kids wants to use it in the future. It's black and imitation leather, and very usable. The Classic is nice - dark brown and leather, and more importantly, the right size. I decided I needed to at least seriously consider the possibility of using Franklin Covey refills.<br />
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The best part is, you may not have to commit to your cover's manufacturer. You could search on <a href="https://www.etsy.com/search/paper-and-party-supplies?q=paper+planner+refill">Etsy</a> and google "printable planner refills" to build your planner the way you want to.<br />
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<b>5. Search on YouTube for planner videos</b><br />
You'll see people giving reviews of their planners and showing you how they use it. Short of seeing it in person, there's nothing better for size and style comparison than seeing someone holding the planner you're eyeing. Oftentimes the reviewer will show you how he customizes it to fits his own needs. She will show you her categories, how she organizes the planner, and sometimes how to break the rules. Hint: You don't have to write neatly in the space provided, and you can use the margins to jot down quick notes.<br />
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All these tips helped me in my discovery of my chosen planner. I haven't received it yet, but realizing how valuable all the information contained in the videos were, I'm thinking of creating my own video showcasing it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-24952388852182432662015-04-19T14:47:00.001-04:002015-04-19T14:50:23.732-04:00The Wonder of Boys<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I only have one son. He's 11 now and growing up faster than should be allowed. He's gratefully slow to mature; in many ways he's still a little boy. Every once a while, though, I'll watch as he solves a problem in a more grown-up way, or have an insight that surprises us all.<br />
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For many years I've heard of Michael Gurian. He's known as the expert on boys, and his "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Wonder-Boys-Michael-Gurian/dp/1585425281">Wonder of Boys</a>" book has been patiently sitting on my shelf for years. I finally picked it up, and once I started reading it, was glad I did.<br />
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As much as I thought I understood boys and men, I gleaned valuable information. I agree with Gurian when he says that the particular brand of feminism from the sixties and seventies, although valuable in its time, doesn't serve us anymore. To make a dramatic change from the then status quo, male patriarchy, it was necessary to use drastic measures. However, now that we have made great strides in women's rights it's time to dial back a little and see the world as it is.<br />
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In this world and this time, men and boys are not necessarily privileged and favored above girls. Boys are not monsters who need to be hemmed in and controlled left and right. Our nation's over diagnosing of ADHD is an example of this. The staggering number of men and boys in trouble - either homeless, mentally ill, promiscuous or in jail, makes us pause. Have we, in our zeal to correct a wrong - women's discrimination- gone too far the other way? Have we neglected our boys, or failed to see that bringing up boys the way we bring up girls is not the answer? That *gasp* <i>nature</i> may play as big of a part as <i>nurture</i>?<br />
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Michael Gurian posits this and many other interesting points in his Wonder of Boys. He not merely presents us with the problems, but offers doable solutions we all can work on to help raise our boys. Even if you don't have boys, you are part of the people raising boys. Gurian says the phrase "it takes a village" applies especially to boys. Boys need a combination of family members (Gurian says father and uncles - I say mothers too), mentors, and media to teach them.<br />
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Gurian spends a lot of time telling us that moms need to let go of their sons. I can see Gurian's point about enmeshment moms can get into with their sons, particularly single moms. However, as one with a supportive husband, I feel that I'm capable enough to have a healthy relationship with my son without completely letting go and having Dad take over. Yes, I do agree that Dad is the primary parent now in shaping his moral character and mentoring him, but I'm as involved as Dad was our son didn't want anything to do with him. Just as my husband didn't step aside out of the nest and have me raise my baby son alone, I'm not stepping aside completely but I'm still valuable and very much present in my son's life.<br />
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Yes, I do let go, and I do so consciously and carefully, not letting go too early or too often. It's a balance, like it is with everything. All that said, thank you, Michael Gurian, for writing an insightful and instrumental book in helping us mothers deal with our boys whose changing bodies and minds sometimes perplexes us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-14567466705785602552015-04-12T10:46:00.002-04:002015-04-12T10:47:38.324-04:00On Finding Balance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As I sit here typing with a crick in my neck, I imagine a colonial mother carefully dipping her quill in an inkwell and moving her hand fluidly across the page. I am her, she is me. We are both mothers, writing. She at least partially educated her children at home, so do I in the 21st century. <a href="http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/author-her-book">Poetry and verse tend to bring two mothers and writers together</a>.<br />
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For a long, long time I believed that I had to be a mother. Solely a mother. I don't like to say "only" a mother, as it implies diminishing this all-important, encompassing role. However, in being a solely a mother I forgot myself. Yes, I tried to do some things here and there to find myself again, but the demands of three children was alive and real, and my life was all about the kids. I still put them first, but now it's different.<br />
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I matter too. And I'm not being petulant about it or passive aggressive. I've learned to watch the kettle and see when the steam is about to rise. I turn off the switch and make some tea.<br />
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A wise, older friend told me this years ago. "Take care of yourself," she told me. "Don't feel guilty for taking some time off. You can take even more time off as you're with the children all day." Even though I understood in my mind, I didn't completely understand in my heart. The heart has to be swayed, swept away. A few years later I understood. It took the image of the mother on board an airplane putting on her oxygen mask before she put one on her child to really reach me. How could I be the best mother I could be if my resources were depleted?<br />
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So at thirty-eight and with children 11, 7, and 4, I'm seeking balance. It's a funny thing, this seeking balance. Once you start taking care of yourself a bit, your worldview expands and you enjoy life more. You keep seeking balance in everything - your relationships, your homeschool day, your spiritual life with God. The crucial matter is <i>I let God take care of me now.</i><br />
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I know He does, He always has. Just like a toddler who shouts impatiently, "me do it myself!", I used to think that I could handle everything on my own. But now when I feel overwhelmed I stop and listen - I step out of the way and I let Him. I let Him help me. Balance. It makes all the difference.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-32146670611639988302014-11-02T19:14:00.003-05:002014-11-02T19:14:58.041-05:00MockingjayI'm going to hand my eldest son, 11, at the moment, The Hunger Games book when he's 12. After all, that's the age at which children begin to be included in the reaping for The Hunger Games.<br />
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Mockingjay Part I is coming out on the 21st! I'm excited, and want to watch it with someone who has read the books and cares about the characters. Here's the trailer - I can already envision discussions about these books when son is a teenager.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-66217437966922306752014-10-18T00:09:00.001-04:002014-10-18T00:15:22.466-04:00Tweaked School Schedule - 2014-2015Our school days started again back in September. We had returned from a whole week at Disney World, spent, but with big grins on our faces. The hub and I felt like children again ourselves. Our children - 11, 7, and 3 - all had a blast and could enjoy something different.<br />
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Then Monday hit. Like a wall that pops up in front of you when you are cruising happily on a bike, it hit me. It hit us. We are definitely going to need some down time <i>after </i>a holiday like that. I expected whiny children. What I didn't see coming were the changes in the schedules and the cranky, griping <i>teacher.</i> It was back to the drawing board when it came to the schedule, which was way, way too long. We were doing school from 9 in the morning until 4 or 5. With my new schedule, which we tested out the following week, we could be by 2 if we started at 9. Since we like to stay up later and sleep in, we tend begin at 10 and end at around 3, depending on how many snacks we've had.<br />
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At my house it's all about the food. Something about mental effort makes my children extra hungry. That could explain why my youngest -who's not technically homeschooled yet in the traditional sense- is not on the hunger craves bandwagon, but my oldest two are. Oldest is in sixth grade and middle is in second. They are at different levels, but our schedule is so smooth now that everything has its own place.<br />
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Here's the basic idea why our schedule works. I'm sharing this in hopes this can help someone who's tackling their school schedule.<br />
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Calendar, Poetry, and Geography on M, Tu, and Wed<br />
Calendar, Poetry, Art Appreciation on Thu<br />
Calendar, Poetry, Music Appreciation and Nature Study on Fri<br />
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Oldest: Independent Work<br />
Middle: One-on-one work with Mama (about 1 1/2 hours to 2 hours)<br />
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Exercise break and piano practice for both (youngest joins in exercise activities)<br />
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Oldest: One-on-one work with Mama<br />
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Middle: Play with younger sister - also read to her<br />
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My youngest, who's three, also participates in table work by working on her Kumon tracing and mazes workbooks.<br />
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Primary Language Lessons (PLL) seemed to have worked well for Builder (10), but I don't think Intermediate Language Lessons (ILL) is working so well. He seems to need more guidance and finds ILL tedious and most of the time dull unless it asks for an original composition. I'm still trying to decide whether to skip ILL in favor of Writing & Rhetoric (W&R) or not. He liked the Narrative I samples. He found it interesting, but he feels he needs to finish ILL. I tell him ILL still needs another year, and he groaned. That's probably my cue, right? He actually asked if there was any more from W&R coming, and I told him no, the sample was done. It seemed easy for him. He seems interested, which is a lot to say for him. This kid doesn't like writing, he has told me that on multiple occasions.<br />
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Writing this, I think I will have him start Narrative II samples and see if he does well with it. I'm looking for something that is at his level, not too easy or too hard. Above all, I'm looking for something that sparks his interest. The aesthetics of this program and its interest level look right for him. I also like the fact that this particular volume works on outlining stories and summarizing from a longer narrative. Here we come! </div>
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The signs are all there. When we step out of the house, you can hear children's voices - other children's voices. When we go to the pool, the lifeguards are anxious and have duplicated themselves. They shout, "No running!" until they are hoarse as countless heedless children scurry on the moist blue padded floors around the pool. Our school district has finalized its lessons.<br />
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We, on the other hand, will not be done until the end of July, which coincides with my middle's birthday. Our month off will be in August, two weeks before the public school kids start school again. Our school begins again in the second week of September.<br />
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My kids are dragging their feet. I'm waning. The heat is palpable as soon as you step outside, a wall of humid heat that you enter like a spoon in jello. The air-conditioning that usually shuts off is always on, whether it's set on 85 or not. Schoolbooks are getting done one by one. A few more weeks, a few more weeks.<br />
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As excited as I am about showing my eldest the Superstar Student DVDs I got (from Great Courses), I'm not going to do it now. I'll wait until that first week or two of school, when the idea of the new school year is still fresh and he is much more likely to be receptive.<br />
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This July has been intensely hot. Good thing I had the World Cup to divert my attention. Now that it's over we still have the AC - and the pool. Bike rides followed promptly by cool showers. Nothing else will do.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-61210157991818487412014-06-29T21:27:00.001-04:002014-06-29T21:27:36.993-04:00RIP TadpolesThe tadpoles didn't make it. The amount of lettuce we gave them must have exceeded the amount recommended for the amount of water they had inside the bottle. I was sadder than the kids were. They basically shrugged their shoulders and said that that sometimes happens. This from the kids who created fingertip-sized drawings for the "baby frogs" to enjoy, and a few hours long of entertainment. But so is the thing with kids. They move on - and rightly so- faster than we do. RIP, little tadpoles. Swim and hop around in froggy heaven.<br />
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Dreamer (10) has been obsessed with reading Calvin & Hobbes for many weeks now. He decided that if Calvin had Hobbes, he needed his own buddy (apparently siblings don't cut it). After digging in his closet he chose his buddy in the form of the Sleeping Beauty dragon his uncle gifted him when he was four. He gave him a new life as Drago, and Drago now sits beside him during his schoolwork. Dreamer has assured me that Drago is fully rehabilitated and no longer bent on destruction. Furthermore, he is not actually the reincarnation of Maleficent, but transformed in a gentler male form. So far he hasn't caused any problems, but I'm keeping the family dog a safe distance away from him just in case. Here he is, hamming it up for the camera.</div>
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Not a very clear photo, but there is a tadpole here! A dozen shots later and this is the best photo I got. In a few weeks these little swimmers are expected to sprout legs and think themselves into frogs. We are all excited, but Nature Girl, 6, is beside herself. She even painted minuscule pictures to paste on the side of the bottle so the little creatures could enjoy some art :) I removed them for the picture, of course. It was hard enough to get a decent shot. We have four tadpoles, picked up from a park an hour away. Dreamer and Nature Girl scooped them up with pond water and algae for them to eat. At home we read the section on tadpoles in our book "Pets In A Jar" to make sure we had all our bases covered. I cross my fingers they will all survive!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-59902682483041603102014-05-17T11:10:00.002-04:002014-05-17T11:28:13.187-04:00A New Writing Program To Try<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This year we started out with <a href="http://www.commonsensepress.com/wordsmith/wsapp.htm">Wordsmith Apprentice</a>, part of a plan that includes Wordsmith Apprentice in 5th and 6th grades, and beginning Wordsmith in 7th. The plan is to finish off with Wordsmith Craftsman in 9th grade. I have noticed however, that Wordsmith Apprentice is relatively quickly to get through, and we already started on Part II. We only work on writing as a formal subject on Fridays, a double period where Dreamer (age 10) works on his assignments almost independently. To round off his English/LA program, we read aloud and discuss, he reads good books independently, reviews grammar - first through Grammarland and now through Voyages in English 3 - and we work through Intermediate Language Lessons (second part).<br />
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To slow things down a bit, I decided to pause Wordsmith Apprentice and try the shiny new program everyone on The Well Trained Mind Forum has been talking about: Classical Academy Press' Writing & Rhetoric. Looking at the samples, I see that Narrative I may be easy for him, and Narrative II more suitable, but easy may be a good thing. Dreamer doesn't enjoy writing unless he gets to write whatever he wants and following a bare minimum of rules and conventions. This may teach him while giving him the structure he needs, albeit in a simpler form. I would love to see him grow in his writing more and enjoy it instead of dreading it. I'm going to try the <a href="http://classicalacademicpress.com/writing-rhetoric-book-2-narrative-i-program/#.U3d5vV5H2lI">samples from Narrative </a>I for the remainder of the year. If Dreamer likes it and learns from it, we can also try the <a href="http://classicalacademicpress.com/writing-rhetoric-book-3-narrative-ii/#.U3d6H15H2lI">samples from Narrative II</a> (Book 3) and see how he does with that. Since we homeschool until August, we should have plenty of time to finish the samples and see if we would like this style. If he doesn't click with it, we will just return and continue with Wordsmith Apprentice.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-36506706924783678992014-05-03T17:06:00.000-04:002014-05-03T17:08:06.651-04:00Susan Wise Bauer's Audio Lectures: The Next Best Thing to Attending Her Lecture in PersonEven though I've been homeschooling for six years, I have yet to make it to a homeschool conference. Yes, when my oldest was two I went to a tiny local pseudo homeschool conference that ended being more about being a submissive wife, canning, and home finances than actually homeschooling. I don't really count that.<br />
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Why don't I go? Well, whenever I look at the speakers at my gigantic local state conference (5 hours away) I go.. Oh. Not worth the money, time, and expense for me. Now if Susan Wise Bauer were the speaker at my local state conference, I can tell that I will go. I'm waiting, Ms. Bauer (hint: I'm in Florida).<br />
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Now that we've established that I don't attend homeschool conferences, let me tell you what the next best thing is. Susan Wise Bauer's audio lectures. I'm not a classical homeschooler, and I don't intend to be. I do homeschool in the Charlotte Mason (CM) tradition, which is in and of itself with a pretty classical bent, but I'm not classical. However, there is much to glean even if you are not CM or classical from SWB's lectures. She has an approachable style, and she has experience both as a lecturer, college professor, and homeschool mother. I also own and use her Story of the World history books which have been the cornerstone of our history curriculum.<br />
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What I appreciate the most about Ms. Bauer's Peace Hill Press publishing company is her Well Trained Mind forum. It has been and continues to be an invaluable source in my homeschooling journey. Thank you, Ms. Bauer! I know I am one of many, many homeschooling moms exceedingly grateful for this top-notch forum.<br />
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It is on this forum that I got note of Ms. Bauer's lectures. If I'm not attending homeschooling conference, I can listen to valuable homeschooling advice at home. She gives this and more. Her lectures are lucid, illuminating, and leave me with a concrete plan or worthy insight into not only educating, but understanding my son (wait, I mean my children). Here she is, college professor and author of books, and she has also been frustrated with her kids sometimes.<br />
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I downloaded <a href="http://peacehillpress.com/audio-lectures/">Homeschooling The Real Child and A Plan for Teaching Writing: Focus on the Middle Grades</a> and couldn't have been happier. I could be listening to this in my underwear, drinking a mug of milk and eating a plate of cookies. I can do it again and again. Homeschool conference? Nah. Unless it were a Charlotte Mason conference. I do want to go some day to the one in Boiling Springs, NC. Or a Well Trained Mind conference, which doesn't exist - yet. Until then, I may as well stay home and tackle teaching writing while I snack on some cookies.<br />
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As time-consuming as the logic stage is becoming, I also have Big Girl to think of as she's starting second grade next fall.<br />
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This year she has come along nicely in her reading, writing, and math, which I feel are important skills to focus on along with the enrichment she gets from art, music, and history through discussions with her older brother.<br />
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Sometimes I think it's funny to be calling my eldest daughter Big Girl, as she's got close to zero percent fat on her 45-pound frame, but she is the Big Girl in our family as she has a younger sister, Little Girl, who's 3 years her junior. As for Son, he's my only Son. Basically I'm writing these for convenience and distinguishing one girl from the other. If I had two sons, they would have been Big Boy and Little Boy. But I digress.<br />
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Here is what I have planned for Big Girl so far:<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Reading/Phonics: </i>Noah Webster's Reading Handbook, Harriet Taylor Treadwell's Second and Third Readers. Many books after that depending on her level. She enjoys the Magic Treehouse series, so she'll probably be enjoying it next year.<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">English: </i>Serl's Primary Language Lessons (PLL) and Natural Speller<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Literature Read-Alouds: </i>Little House in the Big Woods, The Blue Fairy Book, The Railway Children, Tikki Tikki Tembo, Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, The Mouse and The Motorcycle, Stuart Little<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Natural Science: </i>Building Foundations of Scientific Understanding (BFSU), Christian Liberty Nature Readers 1 and 2<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">History: </i>Story of the World (SOTW) Volume I: Ancients plus Activity Guide ad relevant historical fiction and nonfiction<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Spanish: </i>Rosetta Stone Spanish, Muzzy Spanish, The Easy Spanish Jr. K-3, Duolingo<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Penmanship: </i>Penny Gardner's Italic: Beautiful Handwriting for Children and/or Getty Dubay Italic Character Italic<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Poetry: </i>Poetry for Young People Series: Edna St. Vincent Millay and Robert Frost (with Son)<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Music: </i>Piano, Usborne Introduction to Music<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Art: </i>The Usborne Introduction to Art, focus on Ancient ArtUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-91488704518626479192014-04-06T18:00:00.001-04:002014-04-06T18:17:45.336-04:00Sixth Grade Plans<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Son is going to be 11 this fall! I can scarcely believe it. Here is our plan for next year, which will be sixth grade. I'm excited because we're cycling back to the study of the ancients after a little more than four years.<br />
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As part of an environmental awareness program for schools and homeschoolers, Fairchild Botanical Gardens organizes Fairchild Challenge. Fairchild Challenge is comprised of a series of six challenges that schools complete, from art to writing. They are fun and educational. We were the only homeschoolers participating, and even though the other schools could choose the top three of each class, my kids won medals in three challenges! We didn't participate in the latter two challenges either. </div>
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My middle daughter, 5, on stage as part of the acceptance of her owl mask award.<br />
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Here she is showing off the winning mask.<br />
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So proud of her!<br />
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Accepting her award for poetry, where she also won first prize.<br />
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My eldest won second in the category for the mask in his grade range - his was a snake mask.<br />
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It was a wonderful experience, and the kids learned to compete and I was very happy that they won - all by themselves. I was their coach, but they deserve all the credit.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-66079850321621427282013-05-06T02:10:00.003-04:002013-05-17T08:35:10.176-04:00Field Trip to the Local Farm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Tomatoes never tasted so good. Ever since I was pregnant with Ballerina, I've been a fan of tomatoes. Before that I was indifferent to them, tolerating the slices who stowed away in my sandwich, vastly preferring processed tomato products (pasta sauce! ketchup! pizza sauce!) over the real thing. Then suddenly, my belly round and taut, I was craving them, dreaming about tomatoes falling on top of me in slow motion a la American Beauty. I consumed great quantities of organic tomatoes, and I've been a changed woman ever since. I like them best with a dash of freshly ground black pepper.</div>
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Then I joined Teena's Pride CSA*. The grape tomatoes taste so fresh and juicy I consider it a crime to be masking them in salads. I eat them straight from the box, as a midday snack. </div>
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Today our farm held its annual Family Day, where the owner Teena gave us all a tour and we had the privilege of tasting and eating veggies right off the bushes. The arugula was peppery and oh so tender, the salad greens crisp and fresh, the sweet peppers vibrant and tasty. And then there were the tomatoes.</div>
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Ah, but I'm getting ahead of myself. The experience started innocently enough. All five of us came in, registered, and ambled into an austere-looking building where we saw people in blue and white busily getting ready. Colors from fresh vegetables popped everywhere. The big room looked inviting with all the food laid out. There was a chef and a cook preparing veggies expertly, and in the hustle and bustle no one seemed to notice us, which was fine by us. The kids were most impressed thus far by the door opening through which bright sunlight streamed, and disappeared to see what was outside.</div>
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A John Deere tractor stood invitingly ready for kids to climb on it, which they did with gusto. Husband spotted a big lizard (a little more than six inches long!) in a tree nearby, and I was able to capture a photo:</div>
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An unimpressed teen said that he thought it was an anole. We were certainly excited, never having seen such a lizard this size outside a zoo - that was not an iguana of course. We had plenty of iguanas. I haven't had a chance to check in my Audubon Florida Wildlife book yet, but if you know, please comment below.</div>
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After some waiting, the owner showed us around her farm. A no-nonsense middle-aged lady, I couldn't help but fixate on that detail I had read about her on a poster - she built this farm from scratch when she was a young widow with two toddlers? Widow? Two toddlers? This woman has my sincerest admiration. The name was apt, this farm was Teena's Pride.<br />
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Teena encouraged us, especially the children, to nibble and taste everything we saw. Builder was especially keen to try this out with his favorite - sweet peppers. The arugula was too spicy for him, but I could see that he liked the idea that he could try out the plants. Ballerina was more reluctant, but when Husband coaxed her into trying the leaves she was game. Explorer, who's now 2, was the most reluctant to try (what? we can eat these? but you never want me to just put stuff in my mouth), but eventually I saw that she, too, was chewing happily on crunchy leafy greens. Husband and I exchanged a knowing look.</div>
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Teena explained to us how the farm operated. Everything is done by hand, using only sustainable methods and no animal fertilizers. Some vegetables are hydroponically grown, and others in soil maintained through a dripping system of pipes. The tomato area was cooled down five degrees for optimal growth through a hydrating system. The vines were pulled by lines, allowing the tomato plants to grow up to 35 feet by a system of pulleys as the weeks went by. In five weeks, the tomato plants reached the height of Ballerina - she's five.<br />
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We had just recently covered scientific farming in our little homeschool, and this was a prime example of the ingenuity and methods involved in modern farming.<br />
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Here we are at the tomatoes. Teena's Pride is known for her tomatoes, and it's not just a myth. These heirloom tomatoes and others are plump, juicy, deliciously non-uniform and wonderful by themselves or with just about anything.<br />
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Knowing my love for especially the grape tomatoes, Builder picked his pockets full of the designated red ones. I picked and ate and picked and ate. You get the idea. It was fabulous!<br />
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The highlight for the kids was when they got to pull carrots from the ground. The pictures speak for themselves. As if all this isn't enough, we walked back to enjoy a fresh and tasty lunch made with care using all the veggies from the farm.<br />
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It is the last week of the season, which runs from October to May. I'm glad I decided to give the CSA a try, and I will be signing up again in September. Thank you, Teena, for a fun and educational field trip - aren't those the best? - and for providing your community and ours with fresh vegetables grown with a respect for flavor and the planet.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">*CSA stands for Community Supported Agriculture, a system pioneered by the Japanese in which families and individuals support local farms by paying up front and buying into the farm. The farmer is able to plan and buy seeds accordingly, and the consumer receives fresh produce for the agreed-upon term. For more information, visit </span><a href="http://www.localharvest.org/csa/" style="font-size: small;">Local Harvest</a><span style="font-size: x-small;">.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0Redland, FL 33031, USA25.5284426 -80.49033470.006408100000001582 -121.7989287 51.0504771 -39.181740700000006tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33615475.post-77472321660552317862013-04-22T23:16:00.000-04:002013-05-17T08:36:19.503-04:00Meeting Leo Howard from Kickin' It<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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The Disney TV show Kickin' It is a hit at our house. Husband discovered it one fateful Saturday morning on Netflix while clicking through to find something new the whole family would enjoy. We have seen all episodes on Netflix at least twice. The kids love watching episodes over and over. For a good long while, Builder's favorite expression was, "Holy Christmas nuts!"<br />
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The star of Kickin' It, Leo Howard, plays Jack, a skilled young martial artist who joins sensei Rudy's Bobby Wasabi Martial Arts Academy. He was trained by his grandfather, who also happened to train the original Bobby Wasabi many years before. He quickly makes some friends - Milton, loyal and school-smart, Jerry, somewhat dim-witted and fun-loving, and Eddie, kind and eager. He also meets Kim, another black belt from a rival dragon academy who in the close of the two-part first episode joins Rudy, Jack and friends as part of the Wasabi Warriors. Although reluctant to join the Wasabi Warriors, as Rudy's students call themselves, Jack becomes its symbol and defender.<br />
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The show is pure fun - Jason Earles is a hoot as Rudy, and although all the kids do a great job, Jack and his martial arts skills do steal the show. We also appreciate the fact that the show portrays good values such as perseverance, hard work, honesty, loyalty, and friendship.</div>
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We had the pleasure to meet him today at the Party for the Planet celebration at Zoo Miami. But i'm getting ahead of myself. Here's a little background info.</div>
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Husband and I didn't tell the kids thinking that if there was a cancellation it wouldn't be so bad. Ballerina especially is taken with "Jack", as she refers to him, and we didn't want to disappoint her needlessly. Plus we knew that she would not have gotten a good night's sleep prior to the big day.</div>
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We drove to the zoo (an hour and a half away) early and partook in games and trivia questions by Radio Disney. The kids were skeptical they were really going to see Leo Howard (previous scarring having occurred when the cartoon heroes Diego and Phineas turned out to be tall people with giant cloth heads). </div>
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When he made his appearance, cool as a slice of watermelon while we were dripping sweat, the kids kept saying that he looked just like him and he talked just like him. It <i>is</i> him, I reassured them happily. I don't foresee any cartoon character visits in the future. </div>
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Leo Howard is <i>nice</i>. He has the kind of calm, mature demeanor that future mothers-in-law love. He answered questions thoughtfully and intelligently, and Builder was lucky enough to be picked to join him in a martial arts belts matching game! Husband, who was watching Explorer as Ballerina, Builder, and I experienced the Leo Howard meet and greet, was also thrilled to see our son interacting fearlessly with a famous guy on TV. Builder, eager to show off his knowledge of taekwondo, arranged the belts in the right order confidently, making this mother proud. Builder is a green-black belt.</div>
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It was a blast seeing Builder so grown-up looking at nine, talking to Leo and Leo putting a hand on his shoulder. When we stood in line for autographs, we played "three animals starting with a letter" game to pass the time. Ballerina was thrilled to finally meet Leo face to face. She was smiling from ear to ear when he said her name and dedicated the picture to her. </div>
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A half hour later when the meet and greet was over and we saw Leo was still hanging out, and Builder went up to him and showed him one of his combination kicks. Leo rattled off the names of his kicks and told him to keep up the good work. It was a high point for Builder. </div>
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I met Leo's dad, and we had a short but pleasant conversation about the need to keep an eye on a child who's famous, no matter what his age. I respect anyone who has a commitment to good parenting and keeps a watchful eye over his fifteen-year-old son.</div>
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We were all happy to meet Leo Howard, a cool teen with a great future ahead of him. If there are any other events in our area, we will be back. Both kids were musing, "He looks just like Jack in Kickin' It." Builder thought he wore a wig for a show, because his hair looks so good. Now he knows his hair really does look that nice. Leo Howard is the genuine article, folks.<br />
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After the event, Ballerina asked me, "Can we go see him at his home, Mama? I would love to play a game with him too. Can we invite him to my birthday party?" I tried to explain to her that Leo lives at the other side of the country, in the same state as her aunt, and that it was unlikely he was going to be in the area so soon. Her sixth birthday is July 31. She doesn't even like boys. No boy has ever gotten her attention. But she likes Leo Howard. Perhaps we could write to him. I will have to find out his e-mail address or fan snail mail address.<br />
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When Builder was talking to Husband, he said that after meeting Leo he felt inspired to keep doing his best in taekwondo and in life in general. He has never said this about anyone before. Isn't this what all role models hope from their fans?<br />
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Martin Richard was eight years old. Like any kid, he was excited to get his ice cream at a sporting event. In this case, it was the famed Boston Marathon, which his dad has run before. This time his dad was not running because of injury. On Monday, April 15, Martin still had his ice cream in hand when the first explosion hit. His family was leading everyone away from the building when the second explosion hit and killed him.<br />
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I am deeply saddened by the events that took place at this year's Boston Marathon, but I couldn't help focusing on this little boy. Builder is only a year older. His sister, who's critically injured along with their mother, is six, only a year older than my Ballerina. Going to a sporting event as a family is something we do, something we have done, something that we will continue to do - although it will never be the same. </div>
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I pray for the Richard family, for the continued recovery of Martin's mother and sister, for Mr. Richard, for the older brother who watched his younger brother get killed. For grandparents, aunts, uncles, classmates, teachers. I pray that whomever orchestrated this cruelty not only gets justice, but feels remorse and understands, truly understands, the suffering.</div>
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Martin Richard was always outside playing some kind of sports, whether it be basketball, hockey, or soccer. He loved to ride his bike and climb trees in his backyard. Builder does too. My mother used to say, when one is a mother, one has all the children of the world. I think now know what she means. </div>
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The eggs I get usually are brown, thus it was important to remember to get white eggs for this process. There are two ways to dye eggs naturally. You could either boil the eggs with the food that you use to dye (i.e. plunk a raw egg in a pan with turmeric), or boil the food separately, conserve the liquid, and dip the eggs into the dyed mixture, with a splash of white vinegar. We opted to do the latter, because the kids wanted to be involved in the process. This way, I reasoned, they wouldn't miss dyeing the old way with artificial food dyes.</div>
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As much I tried to find a tiny head of red cabbage, I could find only a small one, which yielded a huge amount of leaves and thus the largest amount of dyed purple liquid. Initially excited about the quick way the color in the pan changed, I was disappointed to see the color did not apply to the egg. The egg was a soft, pale purple, but only if you compared it to a white egg. Here are the eggs taking their bath in the cooled dye mixtures, from back left to front - turmeric, paprika, blueberries (front and left), spinach (center), and the deep purple liquids in the cups in the back and all the way front and right are red cabbage. Ballerina oohed and aahed over the pretty purple color.</div>
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The fun began the day after, when we hid all the eggs in the backyard. We had a total of 17. Ballerina begged us to let her eat one the day before. Hardboiled egg is a healthy snack, so why not? Husband hid some eggs in plain sight for Explorer to find, trickier spots for Ballerina to find, and the hardest ones to find were reserved for Builder. Here's an Explorer egg:<br />
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Putting the eggs back into the carton (after all, we're going to eat them):</div>
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Found one! Ballerina loved the egg hunt.</div>
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I found one, Daddy!</div>
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Putting back into the egg carton again.</div>
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I did it! Ballerina smiling.</div>
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Hiding in plain sight.</div>
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Hiding eggs all over again. Ballerina helping Explorer.</div>
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I see an egg. Can you see it?</div>
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We all had so much fun. The kids had been sick, and thus we couldn't take them to the public egg hunts. However, this ended up being as enjoyable as any public egg hunt. The kids loved the idea of doing it again, and that the eggs were the same ones we had colored the day before. Next year I will buy an eco-friendly egg coloring kit, though. While interesting, the dyeing took way too much time that could have been spent with my family instead. The dud? Spinach. Maybe I boiled it for too long, but the eggs were not even remotely green. Ballerina asked, "Can we have the brightly colored eggs with the metal thingies to dip next year?" Sometimes I think she can read my mind. If anyone knows of a quality eco-friendly egg coloring kit, please share in the comments below!</div>
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Asheville, North Carolina is a land of misty mountains, America's largest castle, and enchanted forests where one can hike, bike, and enjoy beautiful waterfalls. Or so I hear. I've been dreaming of visiting Asheville for about 4 years now. Every year saying, "Next year." "Maybe in a few years." As my oldest says, "Mama is a good waiter." When it comes to something I want, I can wait for a dangerously long time. So long that, like the old man in the movie Up, it may be too late.<br />
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It was never a good time. The finances were not in the best shape (when are they in the best shape?), we needed to visit family elsewhere, and so many tiny reasons that add up to significance. Finally the reasons dissolved in a nice puddle of commitment. The truth is my family couldn't stand it anymore. </div>
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Every few days it would come again, the facts about Asheville I had read about. "Did you know that Asheville has been chosen as "best city to live" by Sperling?" This was 2007. In 2012, I was going on about how Curate was the new "it" restaurant in the middle of downtown. Like a rock worn smooth from the trickle of a stream, my husband, who's of the taciturn variety, offered, "Why don't we invite your mom to go with us to Asheville?" Silence. Did he really mean this? I searched his face, and after more than a decade of marriage, I knew he was not goofing around.<br />
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We have invited her to come with us during her milestone birthday and she's excited about going. I'm not entirely sure we are going with her, though. It is April and she has not bought a ticket yet. The reasons are many, mostly health reasons. I certainly hope for her that we can go in the Spring. If not, we will be going in the fall.<br />
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After going through some minor embarrassment that this whole trip is for me (what, not for the kids? Not only for my mom?), I finally came to the conclusion that this was a concrete example of Mama and Daddy having their own passions and interests. Sure, Daddy paints and reads and Mama cooks and bakes and reads and takes pictures for enjoyment, but this? This was big. It came down to this:</div>
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What good example am I showing the kids just deferring my dreams indefinitely?<br />
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Asheville is calling me, and I answered the call. The nudge to go hasn't left me. I just tried to brush it aside, sweeping it under responsibilities and wakeful nights. It's my dear husband that gets all the credit. He even gave me a beautiful silver pendant in the shape of a hot air balloon to remind me to never to let go of my dreams. I won't, love. Thanks to you, I won't.</div>
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