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School-style Valentines

Tuesday mornings we’re  often hanging out with a homeschool play group. I’m so happy to be part of this group of families; it fills a gap that this teacher/mom would never be able to on her own. We go on field trips, have once-per-week playground sessions, and have been exploring group swim lessons. It’s great  for the kids to act up with other kids, and for the moms to swap ideas and camaraderie. Tomorrow, of course, is our valentine exchange!

Our latest project at home has been creating a time-line. After considering a wall-style, I settled on a binder with pre-printed pages. I love it, and anticipate we’ll be using it through eighth grade, if not longer. I wanted a tool to help Noah remember the stories we’ve been learning, and conceptualize how they relate to one another. If you’re interested, the figures (I have them on CD-Rom) are produced by the same company as the binder, purchased separately. I did quite a bit of research beforehand, and considered making my own binder or drawing a time-line onto a large sketch pad. In the end, I decided this would take us the full distance with style and precision, which is a motivator for me. Either way, I absolutely recommend the figures!

Friday = Pizza Night

Spinach, mushroom, and garlic pizza made with artichoke marinara and goat cheese. Coffee milkshakes for dessert, grown-up with liqueur for the parents. Yea for pizza night!

I’ll write something real, soon. Such as:

Books I read in 2011 that made my mind grow.

What homeschool is like, settled in by one year, and what resources/methods we’ve come to value.

How I’ve come to interpret “the folly of children.” Contains social commentary and personal reflection.

Submission. I love it. It makes me… strong. Social nonsense that’s becoming daily joy.

Happy weekend, y’all!

But it’s also for me, because I love a Noah-photo-fix.

Lunch at the zoo…

… Don’t worry, he really did eat.

I call this one, eligible for marriage in adulthood-6 years.

Thinky/Frowny face!

Patio lessons are cool.

A little cheese to round-out the photo post.

Blurry, but still fun.

New past-time.

Love ya, Sweetie!

Curried Pumpkin Coconut Soup

Fast. Affordable. Delicious. Seasonal!

- 1 small onion, diced

- 1Tbsp coconut oil (for sauteing. I’ve loved coconut oil since discovering it recently; use whatever you have.)

- 1-2 Tbsp curry powder, depending on taste

- 1 can organic pumpkin puree

- 1 can coconut milk

Saute the onion in the oil until soft. Add curry powder. Add pumpkin, plus one can of water. Stir in the coconut milk. Salt and pepper. Simmer until you’re happy — it won’t take long at all. Blitz with an immersion blender. :)

Taken from Food In Jars blog.

Change being gradual and all, I’m not sure when this happened — but I’ve noticed that I relate to my husband  differently than I used to. I’ve enjoyed him forever. Now, though, it’s easier to trust him. To respect him, I s’pose. When there’s a problem (whether against him or us), I’m more calm. When something comes against him, I know he’ll use sound judgment to fight it. I’m happy to be beside him, and I know he needs my help; but I’m not distracted with trying to feed my words to him, or “get him” to choose a certain course of action. I’m still me: I still want him to agree with me and see my logic as brilliant! Frankly. But I’m less restless, as long as I know he cares. Meanwhile, he has become better at loving and assuring me. Patience, apparently for us, is a learned and welcome virtue. (Eight years, baby!)

That said. Everybody feels stuck sometimes, right? Being stuck is human and worldly, in a disharmonious combo. We feel stuck. A long time ago, Jared decided to study science. He liked it, and he imagined it would offer a livable career. He graduated. He reasoned that a scientist with a 4-year degree was called a Lab Tech, whereas he sought a job with career possibility.  So he got a Ph.D. As an aside, he married me in there.  Along the way, we had two children, and I became a stay-at-home, now home-schooling, mom. Of all the things we reflect on, that’s what we don’t regret. Good decision. Taking care of your kids is solid. However. Now, as is the normal course, he’s in a post-doc. It’s not working out. My fellow still likes science; but he hates where it’s taken him. What does one do?

Education can be an idol. (There, I said it.) It can be a healthy tool for equipping. It can also be an idol, stealing sacrifice and worship without giving back. I think God will redeem this, and I think He has work for Jared to do. Meanwhile, idols seek to destroy the things God has instituted: Sabbath rest, covenant relationship, caring for family, reaching into community. Jared is doing a great job with what he has. But there’s a definite tension between what he wants and what his path wants. He’s known it, and tried to find around it, for years. Still looking (and waiting for some specific things), so I’ll keep you posted.

We have friends who might be at a crossroads. The Mrs. has a new degree, but doesn’t love her new job. If she were to have a baby, she would find it difficult to stay home, because they currently need her income. The Mr. has a job offer that would relocate them, but also afford the Mrs. to be home. My advise: don’t even turn back. Love your friends, say goodbye, and go build up your household. Cleave to each other. If you have the inkling to become parents, let it work! You don’t need any apology to build up your family, to love your spouse and your future kids.

This is so unpopular. But I have girlfriends in different places. Melissa wanted a higher degree, and was advised against accruing student debt since it collided with her vision of marriage and family. She took the advise, and now enjoys building up her small family. Camille stays home with her child and loves it, but feels occasionally sheepish that her husband is paying her student loans. Margie works while she’d rather be raising her baby, because she sees it as fiscally responsible. Tabitha and Celeste love the careers they’ve built as well as their children. They find ways to juggle the demands, and count the compromise.  (Names have been changed to protect the innocent. And I’d like to remain among the innocent! Opening thoughts like these makes me nervous.)

I don’t know how to sum up prettily. I guess to say that advanced education is often gloried, but it can be an illusion. At this point, Jared would trade his diploma in for the ability to enjoy his work and his family. He’s a hard-working guy, but too much has been sacrificed. So many men and women emerge with great careers and sunken families. The choices we make today truly do matter.

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