My freshman year of college I had to take an academic seminar which was basically a how-to-do-college course. Most of it was pretty common sense and should go without saying like keep track of your assignments, do your homework, turn in your homework… go to class…things of that nature. Share this:
I’m officially one step closer to working myself out of laundry duties…my four-year-old has learned how to fold towels! And not just the one-two-you’re-through method, but the mom’s-amazing-wrinkle-free-four-step-fold. 😉 Share this:
Charlotte Mason, an early educator from the early 1900’s, had a unique outlook on the education of children. She claimed that the foundation for knowledge didn’t begin in the classroom, but rather in the teaching of good habits at home (the top three being: attention, truthfulness, and obedience). Share this:
I sat down on the reclining patio chair to supervise my barefooted cherubs in the backyard. I made a mental note that the sun was very hot and I hoped the garter snakes stay away till we go inside. Share this:
Can you believe 2017 is already half-way over? Last week, I found the book that my mother-in-law gave me at Christmas time and I re-read the quote she scribbled on the inside cover… “Wherever you are, be all there.” -Jim Elliot. Share this:
Growing up in a large family, we didn’t do a ton of fancy vacations. In fact, I can’t remember one. My parents idea of a vacation was driving hundreds of miles from Washington to Alaska to look at scenery while camping in the barren wilderness along the way. (Yay. 😉 ) Share this:
Kids get the summer months to get their hands dirty, enjoy popsicles, and engage in some good, hard play. Why not take advantage of the sun and let them learn a few life skills as well? Share this:
It’s time to hear from another amazing mom! Melissa Mancia is the creator of thehomemadelife.com where she shares her journey of motherhood, faith, and creative living. Share this:
Bubbles are floating around Cinderella’s head as she scrubs the floors on our living room TV. I’m rushing through the dinner-making process, trying not to knock over our eleven-month-old who is using my pant leg for balance. Share this:
My mom bought some spring chicks. They are fluffy, fragile little things that bring sparkles to her grandkids’ eyes. When we visit, the kids crowd around the warm light and reach their hands in to touch the soft, new feathers. Share this: