Making Changes

This has been a year for growing. And growing is not easy. Actually it can be down right painful. For so long it seems as if I/we have been doing things just because it seemed like we should be. Or because everyone else is. Or because "they" say it's important. Things like sports. Things like this perfect curriculum. Things like this particular plan for a clean house.

We have to figure out what works for our family. What we like and don't like. What is worth spending time and money (and thought!) on. So spending 6 hours a week in the van and at practices and games for one member of the family (and there are 3 currently in sports!) is insanity for a family like ours that doesn't really get into sports. But we've done it this way for so long, because we felt we had to in order to have well rounded kids. But guess what? There are other ways to get excersise.

This is applicable in other ways too. Why do I feel like I have to spend so much time "teaching" something from a particular book that really doesn't give with anyone, in a manner that really doesn't work? And why, when I used the same thing last year and had the same results, did I force us to use it this year in the same way? Because the curriculum guide told me to, that's why. But the moment I set the program aside, to be used at leisure, while I read aloud, it's getting real use.

Of course there are things that simply must be done. Math, Language Arts, Latin. (These are my non-negotiable subjects). These must be done daily. They must be reviewed. And they are a big part of virtue development. There are things that we really want to do. Shakespeare, poetry, art, science, reading, HOUSEWORK. And these things always get pushed to the side because we are too busy getting ready to go somewhere we really don't care to be. It's crazy.

And so, when the chance came, I signed up for Sarah MacKenzie's Read Aloud Revival Membership. The price was a little steep. But I desperately needed inspiration and guidance. And I found plenty. The first thing I did was take the Focus and Align Master class. I looked at all this and more. I came up with my Rule of Six (seven for us).

 I had a plan. I made changes. And when this sports season ends other changes will come. I won't say no more sports, I have a daughter that really enjoys them. But they will be put in their proper place. I also recently signed up for Misty Wynkler's Smile and Sweep class (registration is still pending for that one). I need a plan there too.

All this is really just to say that of you feel like you are drowning, you are not alone! And if you find yourself wondering why you are doing something just because it sounds like you should but you really don't see the benefit to your family, then drop it. I read a quote somewhere, maybe it was Sarah MacKenzie's book? that said "Keep cutting back until there is peace in your home." This applies to stuff, time, you name it. I'm still in cutting back mode, but I'm getting there.

Morning Read Aloud

This is what Froggy came to me with this morning. St. George and the Dragon by Margaret Hodges. 

After the first two pages, he asked, "How long is this book?" I told him pretty long and asked if he wanted me to stop reading. He said no, he wanted to see what happened on the next page. So we read the next page and then I asked if he wanted me to stop. He said no, one more page. So we read another. And another. And another. Until we finished. And then we both enjoyed the early morning comfort of a cozy couch, a warm blanket, and a good book to reflect on. Much better than Saturday morning cartoons.

I8 Musings

Just thinking a few thoughts as we travel on our way home from LegoLand.

Why is it that some people are grown up almost from the time they are born. And yet others never do seem to take that plunge? They are like Peter Pans Lost Boys.

And I wonder at the stark landscape here in southern California. It inspires my imagination. I like to think of the people who first settled this area. Who they were. What they thought about. I see trails that seem to lead somewhere...anywhere. It doesn't really matter where, because this is a land of wandering. I try to imagine myself as such a person. Settling here. With just the wind and the sky and the dust and my family around me. I think I am not as strong as I imagine myself to be though. One taste of thirst and I think I'd give it up.

There is a pass we drive through. It is nothing but rocks, and signs of mountain goats, though I've never seen one here. This too I wonder at. Why did God make places like this? I sometimes think about God creating the world. And as he carefully sculpted the incredible beauty of the mountains, perhaps he put the materials he didn't need here. And then I come and imagine all sorts of things about it.

And all the power lines here in the desert. Where are they going to? Do they go all the way to Mexico? And why is there always black smoke over in that area? The first time I came through here, I thought it was maybe the cartels having some sort of battle, Breaking Bad style. My husband says they probably are burning trash. I like to think it's maybe a group of people having a fun bonfire or something.

Have you ever driven this road? I8 between San Diego and Yuma? I find it facinating. There is an area of sand dunes. A few days ago there was a big windstorm through here that was blowing the sand across the road. Does it get blown into Mexico? And would anyone even notice if it did? Probably not.

I did think about how I had to hold my steering wheel at 30 degrees to keep the van from being blown off the road. And then I wondered if I balanced the forces, if I could figure out the wind speed. What information would I need? I asked my husband when he woke up and we had a fun discussion about it.  I realized how much of my math I have forgotten and promised myself that I would get out my old Calculus book and Statics book and do some refreshing.

And now you have probably had enough of seeing what goes on in my brain when it is left to it's own devices. :)