Thursday, July 26, 2012

First Day of Year 2!!

Well, it is finally here!  The first day of year two of homeschooling.  Last year it was just B and I and we had a fantastic year.  I was (and still am) a little nervous about homeschooling all three kids ... especially my youngest who is very strong-willed.  Some say she is just like her mom.  Not sure where they get that but whatever.

It started this morning with me getting up very early (7am) with the intentions of making a big breakfast to celebrate our first day.  When I walked downstairs I saw my two youngest (the homeschool newbies) at their desks already doing their math!  They woke up early with anticipation and wanted to get started even if mom was still asleep at the late hour of 6:30am.    So, instead of making breakfast I went in and started to help with any questions they had and next thing you know sleepyhead older brother stumbled downstairs and into the schoolroom.  I think it was about 8am at that point.  I then decided to remove myself for a couple of minutes to put a quick baked oatmeal in the oven after I realized that we were out of eggs.  Poor planning on my part.  You can't make pancakes without eggs.

Needless to say, our day did not go as planned.  We stayed in pajamas for school had unbrushed messy hair and finished extra early.  I will take that! Not bad for a first day. 


We even had a special visitor to the classroom.  E brought her three dolls to class and also brought her guineau pig, Julee. 


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Thursday, July 12, 2012

A Real Man







The recent book Fifty Shades of Gray and movie Magic Mike are being called "mommy porn".  What is most disturbing about this is the amount of women, even Christian women, accepting these forms of (so called) entertainment as ok.  Personally, I think that I am probably in the minority but I feel that they are  disrespectful to not only women but especially men.  At first I thought I was crazy because it seemed like no one found anything wrong with this recent trend!   I have absolutely no desire to see the movie or read the book.  I know what a real man is.  He can't be found in either of these.  Thankfully, God has blessed me with a real man.  My husband is a real man.  A Godly man.  And I am so thankful for Godly men! 

Here is what a REAL man is:
  • He loves God.
  • He works hard so that he can provide for his family and his wife can stay home to be with the kids and homeschool them.
  • He coaches every sport that they play.  Not because it is easy or for the glory (because it definite is not easy and there is no glory!) but because he loves his kids and the other kids on his team. 
  • He respects his wife and all women.  Teaches his sons to do the same.
  • He is kind and loving.  Always doing things for others.
  • He waters the plants because his wife has a black thumb.
  • He makes breakfast for his family on the weekends because his wife is not a morning person.
  • He takes his kids to birthday parties when his wife can't.
  • He walks or rides bikes with his daughter because she loves to spend that quality time with him.  And so does he. 
  • He doesn't go golfing or do boys nights out.  He would rather spend time as a family.
  • He is committed to his marriage even when it's hard.
  • He is committed to God even when it's hard.
  • He compliments his wife and tells her she looks pretty ... even after 12 years of marriage.
  • He paints a bedroom with his wife, even though he hates to paint.
  • He drives all over creation to take his kids to hockey games because they love to play hockey.
  • He does things that glorify God and doesn't care what is 'in' or 'cool'.
  • He doesn't wear gel in his hair (ok, even if he had hair he wouldn't!), get waxed, or manicured.
  • He would rather go on a date with his wife than any other woman in the world.   
I could go on and on .... My husband is a real man.  More of a man than any character in Magic Mike or Fifty Shades of Gray.  And check out that picture.  He is pretty darn handsome to boot!  I am a very blessed woman and I know it! :-)


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