Our Homeschool Room

It's amazing how many homeschool supplies, art supplies, craft supplies, chemistry sets, books, and assorted educational stuff you can accumulate in just a few years of homeschooling. They were beginning to take over our tiny livingroom. Not that I mind having globes and oodles of books and maps in our livingroom, I really don't, but we were just running out of room for everything. So we decided to clean out the back room of our house that used to be my craft studio years ago (but has for the past few years just been a catch all room for assorted junk no one knew where to put *rolling eyes*) and turned it into a homeschool room to store the majority of our supplies. It took me a few days of cleaning, organizing, decluttering, and moving around stuff but we finally finished it. The kids love it and apparently so do our cats. LOL :)

Look what I found in my garden...

The first daffodil this Spring! :)

Mindfulness & Finding Joy in the Everyday

Today I spent the day spring cleaning. :) With the weather so warm, so lovely, and so spring like it totally energized me. So I decided to give the kids a spring break day off from homeschooling, cranked up the radio, opened all the windows to let in the fresh air, and pulled out everything in the kitchen a drawer or a cupboard at a time and sorted, organized, purged, and cleaned, all the while singing at the top of my lungs praises to God and focusing on the ways I could bless my family with a clean (or at least cleaner....I still have a long way to go lol) house. :)

It felt so good. So cathartic. So healing and best of all we can actually find things and nothing falls out now when you open a cupboard. Bonus.


"If I am incapable of washing dishes joyfully, if I want to finish them quickly so I can go and have a cup of tea, then I will be incapable of drinking the tea joyfully."

-Thich Nhat Hanh

Thought for the day...

Plant kindness,

Harvest love.

A Lovely Poem

A friend of mine posted this poem on fb the other day. It really hit home with me about how I feel being a Christian and I wanted to share it with you.

When I Say

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!”
I’m whispering, “I get lost!
That’s why I chose this way”

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak with human pride
I’m confessing that I stumble -
needing God to be my guide

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong
I’m professing that I’m weak
and pray for strength to carry on

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not bragging of success
I’m admitting that I’ve failed
and cannot ever pay the debt

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t think I know it all
I submit to my confusion
asking humbly to be taught

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect
My flaws are far too visible
but God believes I’m worth it

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartache
which is why I seek His name

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I do not wish to judge
I have no authority
I only know I’m loved

Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer

Talk to the paw

I thought I would share some cute pictures of our pets I recently took. The one with Raven and our Siamese cat Daisy is my favorite. It totally cracks me up every time I look at it.

Signs of Spring

Today was a beautiful day. The sun was out in full force. Oh how I have missed the beautiful sunshine! It was pretty windy, but that just made it the perfect weather for breaking out the kite we found thrifting a couple weeks ago. :)

Raven also got a chance to try out her "new" digital camera. She has been really interested in wanting to learn more about photography. We had so much fun taking photos around the yard of all the little signs of Spring that are beginning to show themselves....the tiny crocuses, the daffodils just beginning to wake up from their long winter slumber, and the little lacy Love-in-a-mist plants that are beginning to sprout in the garden.

Grandma came over with her new puppy for a walk and Ella picked tiny bouquets of flowers and we sat in the wooden swing magazines in hand and soaked up the sunshine.