Economics 101

This is what happens when you home school.

You can be talking about how cream cheese is better than butter on bagels one minute.

Wait, that's NOT appropriate school discussion?

Really?

Hunh.

Ok well in the next minute, the dad of the household pipes up and starts talking to the mom of the household about the prices of chemicals and fertilizers and fuel and applicator's licenses.




Just saying.

SO the mom of the household, challenges the dad to come up with a scenario in which the children of the household need to figure out how much they are charging another fellow farmer to spray his fields per acre.




I love it when they're stumped.




Cell phones gave great calculators.





This is as far as this child got. I think I saw steam coming out of his ears.




Quin's response.




We eventually figured it out.

Then the dad tells them to go stand in the middle of the field and figure it out like he does.


I haven't seen them since.

Love me.



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Hey you!

Yes, I'm talking to you.





Are you still here?

Good.





*smooch*

Have a great Saturday!

Love, me.


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Today is Friday.

Yes, on this Friday, I will most probably, in no particular order................

a. attempt to clean the house.

1. bake a chocolate cake with peanut butter icing.

c. tell my boys about 1,564 times to "please be quiet and finish your school work".

4. text my husband and tell him I love him so much for getting up at 3:30am. and driving to the hay auction on this so very cold morning just so we can stay on our farm.

2. tackle the laundry monster, I mean mountain, I mean well, maybe do the laundry.

b.kick the gross deer leg back outside that our precious Earl tries to drag into the house.

8. text my second oldest son to ask him to please get a gift for my second to youngest son from the Snap-On man when he visits the shop he works in for my second to youngest's son's birthday tomorrow. (Whew! did you follow that?)

e. look up some sentence rules in my sons's English books.

11. take a shower and get dressed.

20. pray.

d. make supper

I was starting to get depressed writing this little post. You see, there's soo much to do that I didn't write down. I'm sure you have an idea.

So I decided that first and foremost, I'll start thanking God for all of this work. For the fact that I am able to do this work, and for the oppurtunity to be able to continue wanting to keep working in our home. (I know, I really need to work on letter "e")!

"God can pick sense out of a confused prayer"
                                                          Richard Sibbes

Feeling overwhelmed with all you have to do today?

Just pray, you'll be okay.

Love, Me

I must go to work today so...............

If there's anyone out there reading this, I just wanted to say, I hope you have a blessed day filled with wonder.

Translation: Have a wonderful day.

Love, Me

Driving home from wrestling practice...........

This winter is just so cold, dark and dreary.

So while driving my 2nd youngest home from wrestling practice yesterday, as the sun decided to peek through the clouds I absolutely needed a picture.

Yes, I was driving.

Good thing I live in the country.

Iphones are hard to manuver while you're taking pictures and driving. See what I mean? I should probably clean my windshield in this lifetime too.

It's okay, my son was sooo happy to steer the car for me!

"This is what the Lord says to me:
   "I will remain quiet and will look on from my dwelling place,
    like shimmering heat in the sunshine,
    like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest."
                                           Isaiah 18:4

Looking forward to much more sunshine,

Love, Me

Mom, are these "gluten free"??

I'm sitting at the kitchen table testing my new AT&T's "Mifi" limits on my laptop. My 16 and 10 year old are sitting with me doing their version of schoolwork.

Translation: they are eating me out of house and home while they plague me with questions about when things were made and who made them just so I'd look it up for them on the computer.

I thought I finally had them writing and doing their "thing" when I happened upon a blog. It all started with "A Holy Experience",(http://www.aholyexperience.com/) where I went to see where Ann Voskamp is going to be speaking next. From there I jumped to the "Relevant conference". I checked out the speakers, ended up at Dayspring's website, drooling none the less.

That led me to happen upon Lisa Leonard Designs Blog.

Everything was going well. I read her first post.I even clicked on her video. It was, well, downhill in a good way from there.

I was already feeling like the worst mother in the whole world (still in my pj's but couldn't pull myself away from my laptop). My daughter had stomped off earlier after not talking to me over a laundry mishap. I said I was sorry. My kitchen table is full of....stuff. The living room needs dusting and vacuuming. The laundry that is taking over my hallway, and life, well, it's not pretty.

I started watching Lisa's video of her and her son at the beach. It's beautiful. I start crying, my 16 yr. old is wondering what the heck I'm watching, and leans over to see it. He's the only one in the house tuned in to my feelings at this point. I'm trying to hide behind my screen because I know, I just know if I let myself think about her, I'll lose it completely. It will be flood waters from here on out. 

She would be 18.....I got it wrong in church on Sunday. I said she'd be 17. That hit me hard because I never want to forget her. It felt like I did. Like I slipped somewhere, and forgot. I want to remember everything, but just once in awhile, because if I start remembering all the time, and to the fullest, it hurts so much that I don't think I can take it. Everyone says it gets easier with time.

They lie.

It just gets more frantic to not forget, then to try to not remember all at once and too much. THEN it really just hurts, like a punch to the heart.

I was just punched. But it's okay, sometimes that happens, and once you've been punched, you start to heal all over again.

And maybe a bit more healing occurs every time.

Then my 10 yr. old pipes up and asks "Mom, are these gluten free?" And I realize he's talking about candy hearts.

My world just started revolving again.

I need to go get dressed now and wash my face.

Here's the link to Lisa Leonard's "Happy Place" http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/blog/

By the way, her jewlery is amazing.

Love, Me