Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Luci's Learning Method
Luci today. She loves the reference books! Always something interesting. Bryan says she's learning through osmosis, sitting on the American history books like that. Surrounding herself with knowledge!
Luci two years ago. Wow, she was so small!
Luci two years ago. Wow, she was so small! 
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
School Days
Here is the student body today. JT's not pictured because he is sick in bed. I hope he doesn't share his germs with everyone else.
Just started this book--Luci is very happy to be doing "real school."
Just started this book--Luci is very happy to be doing "real school." 
Corny Luci
Week 9
Week 10
Now we are watching the sunflowers develop. The corn seems to be as big as it's going to get.
Week 10
Now we are watching the sunflowers develop. The corn seems to be as big as it's going to get.
Monday, August 10, 2009
First Official Day
We started school a few weeks ago, and of course I forgot to take a picture. So here the kids are, through the years...
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Saturday, August 08, 2009
Friday, August 07, 2009
So True--
Working on our school schedule, and found this verse in my teacher planner today...
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;surely I have a delightful inheritance.
Psalm 16:6
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Luci-ism
Today Luci came to me with a funny powder on her face. Turns out it was my make-up. The powder was all over the bathroom counter and the bathroom floor--it's Ecco Bella, and not cheap! I told her she did look pretty, but she can't use my face powder any more. "You can use my lipstick, if you want. But please stay out of the powder." Not 5 minutes later, this is what I found...more face powder and lots of lipstick!
Yesterday I asked Luci, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Yesterday I asked Luci, "What do you want to be when you grow up?".
A Princess! With Lipstick! And I'll marry a Prince who has Applets!
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Applets: epaulettes. Luci really likes men in uniform, just like her Daddy
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Thanks to my Feingold cyber-friend Linda, who calls this a "Luci-ism" :)
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Monday, August 03, 2009
For Mom
Mom, here's the interior of our house. Dad, the kids would not cooperate, so there are only a couple of shots with "kids placed strategically," is how you worded it, I think. Our house is smaller than our old one in the woods. This house is more cheerful and full of light, though. The main areas have this golden yellow paint.
Dining room, which doubles as our school room. The chain on the window is one Luci is making--one link for each day until John gets home. Then we can decorate with it. Luci's pretty excited about it and was very surprised that it has already reached the floor once.
Entry, looking from the front door to the living room/den. It's an open floor plan and a small house, so you can see almost everything from this room. Most of the school books we will use this year are in those cabinets Luci is facing. The ceilings are ten feet high, except in the living room where they go up to twelve feet. That high ceiling makes the house feel not so small. They are ten feet high throughout the house.
Computer area. I'm glad I asked for this to be built-in. It is such a handy place.
Looking back from the computer area.
Big, built-in pantry.
In the middle of making cookies.
Pictures of the bedrooms sometime later.
Dining room, which doubles as our school room. The chain on the window is one Luci is making--one link for each day until John gets home. Then we can decorate with it. Luci's pretty excited about it and was very surprised that it has already reached the floor once.
Entry, looking from the front door to the living room/den. It's an open floor plan and a small house, so you can see almost everything from this room. Most of the school books we will use this year are in those cabinets Luci is facing. The ceilings are ten feet high, except in the living room where they go up to twelve feet. That high ceiling makes the house feel not so small. They are ten feet high throughout the house.
Computer area. I'm glad I asked for this to be built-in. It is such a handy place.
Looking back from the computer area.
Big, built-in pantry. 
In the middle of making cookies.
Pictures of the bedrooms sometime later.
Luci's Corn, Week 9
I don't have access to the other pictures right now--I'm on another computer. The sunflowers are competing with the corn now! I am ready to mow this over-grown garden under. Next year we will have John to help with the plot, and that will help a lot!Sunday, August 02, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
If you wish to help...
John's group did this back in 2004--some of you remember this. John is on the list to go out and help. There are many who want to be a part of this mission, and there's a waiting list.
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Here's the address, if you are so inclined to help out:
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VCR Program
Pool House
CSTC-A
APO, AE 09356
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
You Know you're a Homeschool Mom When...
(compiled by many moms...all unknown to me...and some apply to moms who don't homeschool, too)
You get to change more than diapers, you get to change their minds.
When a child busts a lip, and after seeing she's okay, you round up some Scotch tape to capture some blood and look at it under the microscope!
You find dead animals and actually consider saving them to dissect later.
Your children never ever leave the "why?" stage.
When your teenager decides to take one community college course, and comes home and asks you why the teacher wrote "At" on his paper. (A+)
You ask for, and get, a copier instead of a diamond tennis bracelet for your wedding anniversary.
Your kids think reading history is best accomplished while lying on the floor with their head resting on the side of their patient dog.
Your husband can walk in at the end of a long day and tell how the science experiment went just by looking at the house.
You never have to drive your child's forgotten lunch to school.
Your child will never suffer the embarrassment of group showers after PE.
The only debate about the school lunch program is whose turn it is to cook.
You never have to face the dilemma of whether to take your child's side or the teacher's side in a dispute at school.
If your child gets drugs at school, it's probably Tylenol.
Your neighbors think you are insane.
Your kids learn new vocabulary from their extensive collection of Calvin & Hobbes books.
Your formal dining room now has a computer, copy machine, and many book shelves and there are educational posters and maps all over the walls.
You have meal worms growing in a container....on purpose.
If you get caught talking to yourself, you can claim you're having a PTA meeting.
Talking out loud to yourself is a parent/teacher conference.
You take off for a teacher in-service day because the principal needs clean underwear.
You can't make it through a movie without pointing out the historical inaccuracies.
You step on math manipulative on your pre-dawn stumble to the bathroom.
The teacher gets to kiss the principal in the faculty lounge and no one gossips.
If your child claims that the dog ate his homework, you can ask the dog.
Your kids refer to the neighbor kids as "government institution inmates."
You can't make it through the grocery produce department without asking your preschooler the name and color of every vegetable.
You can't put your produce in your cart without asking your older student to estimate it's weight and verify accuracy.
You live in a one-house schoolroom.
Your favorite Christmas gift was a gift certificate to a book store.
The principal can give the teacher a pat on the behind and it's not harassment.
Your kids will actually talk to grown ups at a family gathering and are actually patient with kids half their age.
You can take the time to look at a tiny spider on a log.
You can listen to your child's favorite hilarious passage from Hank the Cowdog 47 times.
You're almost afraid to put your hand in your purse because you not sure if your 6yo has put something that's alive (or possibly not alive, but once was) to take home to view under the microscope.
You have a line item in your budget for overdue book fines.
You have to add the words: "homeschool, homeschooler, and homeschooling" to your computer's spell checker so it will stop marking them as wrong.
Your house in on the Parade of Homes List - for educational merchandisers.
When visiting a strange town you see a parking lot full of mini-vans and station wagons and wonder if it's a homeschooling conference.
Your friends don't want to help you move because you have so many books.
You get to change more than diapers, you get to change their minds.
When a child busts a lip, and after seeing she's okay, you round up some Scotch tape to capture some blood and look at it under the microscope!
You find dead animals and actually consider saving them to dissect later.
Your children never ever leave the "why?" stage.
When your teenager decides to take one community college course, and comes home and asks you why the teacher wrote "At" on his paper. (A+)
You ask for, and get, a copier instead of a diamond tennis bracelet for your wedding anniversary.
Your kids think reading history is best accomplished while lying on the floor with their head resting on the side of their patient dog.
Your husband can walk in at the end of a long day and tell how the science experiment went just by looking at the house.
You never have to drive your child's forgotten lunch to school.
Your child will never suffer the embarrassment of group showers after PE.
The only debate about the school lunch program is whose turn it is to cook.
You never have to face the dilemma of whether to take your child's side or the teacher's side in a dispute at school.
If your child gets drugs at school, it's probably Tylenol.
Your neighbors think you are insane.
Your kids learn new vocabulary from their extensive collection of Calvin & Hobbes books.
Your formal dining room now has a computer, copy machine, and many book shelves and there are educational posters and maps all over the walls.
You have meal worms growing in a container....on purpose.
If you get caught talking to yourself, you can claim you're having a PTA meeting.
Talking out loud to yourself is a parent/teacher conference.
You take off for a teacher in-service day because the principal needs clean underwear.
You can't make it through a movie without pointing out the historical inaccuracies.
You step on math manipulative on your pre-dawn stumble to the bathroom.
The teacher gets to kiss the principal in the faculty lounge and no one gossips.
If your child claims that the dog ate his homework, you can ask the dog.
Your kids refer to the neighbor kids as "government institution inmates."
You can't make it through the grocery produce department without asking your preschooler the name and color of every vegetable.
You can't put your produce in your cart without asking your older student to estimate it's weight and verify accuracy.
You live in a one-house schoolroom.
Your favorite Christmas gift was a gift certificate to a book store.
The principal can give the teacher a pat on the behind and it's not harassment.
Your kids will actually talk to grown ups at a family gathering and are actually patient with kids half their age.
You can take the time to look at a tiny spider on a log.
You can listen to your child's favorite hilarious passage from Hank the Cowdog 47 times.
You're almost afraid to put your hand in your purse because you not sure if your 6yo has put something that's alive (or possibly not alive, but once was) to take home to view under the microscope.
You have a line item in your budget for overdue book fines.
You have to add the words: "homeschool, homeschooler, and homeschooling" to your computer's spell checker so it will stop marking them as wrong.
Your house in on the Parade of Homes List - for educational merchandisers.
When visiting a strange town you see a parking lot full of mini-vans and station wagons and wonder if it's a homeschooling conference.
Your friends don't want to help you move because you have so many books.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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