Definitions

My children seem to be having trouble with the meanings of a few simple words.

Last week on a hike, Young T learned something new.  Grandma told him something about the river.  He replied that it wasn't a river, it was water.  So Grandma taught him that a river was water that flowed like this particular water was doing.  "Oh."

Today, the kids wanted to play in some dirt.  My only request: "Don't make a mess."  We need to work on the definition of the word mess around here.

Miss E's talk for today

In the Good Samaritan story that Jesus told, there was a Jewish man out walking.  Some thieves took his clothes, hurt him, and left him on the road almost dead.  Two men came by, one at a time, and did not help.  Then a third man, a Samaritan, came by.  Even though Samritans hated Jews, the man helped the Jew by giving him food, water, clothes, and taking him to an inn.  He was kind.

Jesus taught in Matthew chapter 7 verse 12, "Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets."

Jesus was a good example of being kind.  One day he met ten lepers.  Leprosy is a disease that makes parts of your skin fall off.  Jesus healed all ten lepers.  One man remembered to thank Jesus.  The others all forgot.  When the leper thanked Jesus, he asked, "Where are the other nine lepers?"  He said, "They forgot to thank you."  In this story, Jesus was kind by healing the lepers.  The one leper who thanked Jesus was kind because he thanked Jesus.  That was saying a nice thing.

Being kind is doing and saying nice things.  We can follow Jesus's example by saying and doing nice things.

(I helped her get started and tie it all together.  The stories are her words.)

Block Sampler 1.33 ~ Churndash

Here we go again

We started like this.

A month and a half ago we started a new job chart for the kids.  The first three weeks went well.  The Sunday planning and clear expectations (and, truthfully, novelty) helped things run smoothly.

Now it feels like this.

Now that the novelty has worn off, both the kids and I have lost the motivation to keep up.  We're back to complaining and avoidance interspersed with accomplishment.  We are doing better than we would without a new program, but not as well as my imagination had hoped for.  All in all, I'm reminded of a couple of candid photos Miss M took a couple of years ago...

I suppose I should be used to too much planning surrounded by chaos.  Apparently this is the regular state of things around here.

Curly locks

Young T has the distinction of having the curliest hair in our family.  After all the exclamations the ladies at church and around town have made, I think it has become part of his identity.  He has been known to point out his hair in pictures.

A couple of weeks ago, I decided his mane needed to be tamed.  While I like it long, it was getting out of control.  After I cut it, it wasn't nearly as fun.  Thankfully, the old adage about men's hair is true for his, "The difference between a bad haircut and a good one is two weeks."  Now that it's had a couple of weeks to grow out, he looks like himself again.

Block Sampler 1.32 ~ Churndash

Blessed

A couple of weeks ago, we blessed Miss S.  (A baby blessing is kind of like a christening.)  My parents and grandparents were able to come.  The Professor gave her a name and a blessing in our Sunday church meeting.  The presence of our friends and neighbors, who have rejoiced with us over the birth (and spoiled me in the process), added another measure of joy to the day.  The Professor's sister and her husband joined us (not too hard, as they rent our basement and attend church with us.)  And my brother and his family joined us later that day.  Overall, it was a sweet day full of family and celebration of an adorable baby.  We are grateful to have her influence in our family.