for a bit. So for the first day of school we went to Foster Lake with other homeschoolers. This was the way we celebrated back to school and the way I relaxed. Oh and with it being Timmy's, I'm sorry, Tim's Birthday and since we have Nate's tomorrow we took the cake to share since we really didn't need all the cake at own home.
Life with children is never boring. Life with my three can and often is down right silly, crazy even. I am a wife, mother and photographer along with several other hats I wear. This is the story of my life, my family,and my search to becoming a active participant in my life and not just a present one.
Wednesday, September 03, 2014
First Day of School - Lake Day
Yesterday my Facebook feed was full of photos of kids going back to school and mom's being able to relax
for a bit. So for the first day of school we went to Foster Lake with other homeschoolers. This was the way we celebrated back to school and the way I relaxed. Oh and with it being Timmy's, I'm sorry, Tim's Birthday and since we have Nate's tomorrow we took the cake to share since we really didn't need all the cake at own home.
for a bit. So for the first day of school we went to Foster Lake with other homeschoolers. This was the way we celebrated back to school and the way I relaxed. Oh and with it being Timmy's, I'm sorry, Tim's Birthday and since we have Nate's tomorrow we took the cake to share since we really didn't need all the cake at own home.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Introducing Nate the Great's Blog Spot
This is my wonderful first born Nathanial. He is almost 11 and in the 5th grade. He does online schooling and loves minecraft. I have decided to let him write on the blog. He will introduce himself later but I wanted to share his poem. One of his assignments was to write a poem about something he likes. Who says minecraft can't be educational. Last year he wrote a paper that I hope to find and share with you. Next time you will actually hear from him yourselves.
Creepers
You come into this world.
You kill our pet cows and pigs.
You steal our valuables.
You kill our brothers and sisters.
You take our land to build your structures.
Yet, you still wonder why we get mad.
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