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Boredom Can Become Beautiful

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  The teenager is reading aloud to the littles, The Trumpet of the Swan by EB White! This is the second day in a row. They sit for chapter after chapter after chapter.... They were bored yesterday and I almost caved and let them watch tv/ play video games, something reserved for after dinner. It’s vacation so all they have to do is piano and silent reading. But low and behold, they can figure out how to entertain themselves. Moral of this story: Don’t over-schedule them. Don’t cave. Boredom can force beautiful things.
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The next time The Double Wanderers club met, Rupert came, too.  So the club's membership had doubled. "The doubling spell I cast on the group must have worked!"  Professor Paggie McSmith exclaimed.
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Haniel made a friend named Rupert Wrint, who also has two wands.
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They were so busy talking about the things they can do with two wands that neither of them realized they were sitting at the Slytherin's table. Time for a quick invisibility spell before they are caught.
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Professor Paggie McSmith cast a spell and magically, their two cups were filled with bubbling hot butter beer and there was a turkey twice the size of Haniel's head!
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But at the first club meeting, Haniel's found out he's the only one in the club so far. 
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Professor Paggie McSmith uses two wands, too, so she recruited Haniel for her club.
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Feeling confident, Haniel tried again and made one tree double the size.  
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Haniel cast a spell for one tree, but got two! Each wand made one! His wizarding skills are improving. 
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The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten, full of grace and truth.  -John 1:14 I purchased this nativity set in a pewter shop in Boston.
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It's time to catch the Pigblemish Undeviating.  Haniel casts a self-image to his communal medium.   han_the_man  Evanesco, Muggles!
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Haniel Padcliffe was half the wizard he wanted to be, so he thought to make up the difference by using twice the wands.
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"I do not understand the Incarnation. I rejoice in it." -Madeline L'Engle, Bright Evening Star: Mysteries of the Incarnation Norah made this nativity set, adding pieces each year.
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I'm still doing phonics with my youngest.  We are in that tough phase where it feels like we aren't making progress and she doesn't like reading. But I stay consistent with practice, so as not to let her regress. If anything, she is learning to sit still, focus, that mom believes she can do it, that reading is important, etc. This is the third child I will have taught to read, so this is quite familiar territory. The other girls were at different ages when they went through this, but it was the same process. We seem to stay in short vowels forever, then we pass into long vowels and special sounds, and at some point, it all becomes a blur and I can't keep them from the easy readers and then the easy chapter books and then that's it- they can read anything! And they read everything! So I know that will happen in time. I keep a positive demeanor and try to snuggle up and keep our sessions short.  I remember I was not always this confident about teaching reading.  Bu
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Our neighbors gave the girls bags of treats for Halloween.  We feel so blessed with our neighbors.  The girls keep all their Halloween candies in the dining room cabinet, eating one piece after lunch and another piece after dinner. It lasts for months, usually until Easter, when it gets restocked by the candy from Easter baskets and various egg hunts, etc.
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The middle daughter is warming her feet by the fire and doing some schoolwork. We're all in a good routine now, so we usually move 'round one another like this, sitting (or lying on the floor), chatting, and working.  It's delightful to share my life with these girls.
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My youngest doesn't have as much school work as her older sisters.  So some days that means she is playing alone for a few hours while her big sisters work.  She likes to be in her room with all the toys, but sometimes, I'll encourage her to get a puzzle or some other activity so she can be in the same room as us and not so isolated upstairs.  I love to watch and hear her play nearby me.
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Look behind those chairs.  A fox is running through our yard.  Windows on all sides of the house look out to the woods, so someone, on some side of the house, will spot movement and shout to the rest of us.  Then we call go running to the closest window.  We've seen him a few times now, so we must be on his route.  He is delightful with paws big, flat, and black. His tail is long and fluffy and one can see how easily it might wrap 'round to be a blanket like pictures of foxes show. He can be very fast, once he decides to take off, but he seems to like sniffing around our house, perhaps for chipmunks, etc. so we have gotten some good looks at him before he moves on.  We love our home in the woods!
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One daughter is practicing piano. The other is working on an essay.  Moments like these make me smile. 
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It's the first day of Thanksgiving Break, so I put a brand new puzzle out on the dining room table. This one is called "Vintage Library" by Ravensburger.  Each book cover was quite distinct, so that made it easier and more fun.  We eagerly helped one another and finished this in just a few hours.      

The Aeneid

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I just finished The Aeneid . Here's my favorite portion.  It's so tough, yet so tender.

A Tale of Two Cities

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I'm reading this for the first time, because Norah's reading it for Challenge 2.  Confession: If Norah weren't reading it, I probably would not.  I am just not inclined to Dickens right now. But, I do feel a moral obligation not to put a weight on my daughter's back that I am not willing to bear on my own. (Thus, I also read Walden with her earlier this year.) So many words! We've already had one interesting conversation about the similarities and difference of the French and American Revolutions.  So that's good. That's the point.  I'm reading it, so I can talk to her about it.

The Story of the World

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The littles have started  The Story of the World . Norah went through these books many years ago when she was still in Foundations and Essentials.  So it was time for the littles to begin their journey through time with these. Note: We started on the second book, since it goes with the history cycle we are on in Classical Conversations this year, the Middle Ages.  Perhaps we'll go forward into books three and four and then back track and do the first book when we do Ancient History again in Classical Conversations a few years hence.  Or perhaps we'll back track over the summer, since the girls seem to love this, and don't seem to notice that it is schoolwork. I'm not worried about starting in the Middle Ages and going out of order, either. At this point in my homeschool journey, I am so laid back its probably contemptible.  But I am just confident hearing the stories in any order will be a benefit and with the the help of the timeline they learn at Classical Conv
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I just finished A Circle of Quiet and just started Bright Evening Star: Mysteries of the Incarnation .  I'll say it again, L'Engle would be a friend.  Perhaps she is my friend, in a way, through her books.
We live in the woods and most often, I am thankful to be here, behind the veil, where nature still exists in all her chaotic fruitfulness. Trees tower over us like cathedral walls and ceiling. Rustling leaves and birds flitting on all sides reflect light and color like large stained glass windows. Animals fly, scurry, perch, peck, do everything animals do, all around. Many even stoop to raise their young here. So our nest is their nest is our nest. And we take joy. But tonight, I woke to an animal screaming. Somewhere in our woods, or maybe in other woods far away connected to ours by other woods along the way, an animal was dying.  Sound can travel unnaturally far in the dead of night and the walls are never thick enough when an animal is dying. Also there's never any doubt about what's happening. Flesh is being torn from a living body that still has its spirit within, still feels it all . An animal with claws and teeth is desperately taking the life of another life like i
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This is our current read-aloud.  We just finished On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness and now we are reading the second in the Wingfeather Saga, North, or Be Eaten . This is actually the second time we've read these books out loud to our kids.  The first time was years ago and I think our oldest daughter may have been the only one who really took the story in.  Our youngest daughters don't remember the story, so it needed to be read again. Many years ago, I actually reviewed this book here on my blog when it first came out.   Click here to see that .  At the time, I had not read the first book in the series and I had not read any of the other books, since none of them had been written. I gave it good reviews, but I really had no idea how much I'd grow to love this story, these books.  To me, this series is as good as the Chronicles of Narnia.  I know that's a bold statement and I know that sounds almost like sacrilege, but read these books, and then I think y
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I'm in my second year of the Circe Apprenticeship.  I'm studying rhetoric, reading Classics, writing essays, teaching rhetoric, learning how to teach Classically, and all the while, growing closer to the Lord.  To me, the Apprenticeship is part of how I love God with my whole mind.  I pray about everything I am learning, wrestling ideas constantly in the back of my mind, and sometimes in the front of my mind.  It feels like I am Jacob with the angel. I am totally outmatched, but I am holding on for a blessing and I know I am going to be changed forever. The Apprenticeship is one of the most challenging and rewarding things I have ever done.  
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We decorated for fall the other day. We have lots of regular, store-bought decorations.  But we also keep seasonal crafts the girls have made.  Most of the crafts in the photo above were made by the girls during the time when they were in morning and/or afternoon childcare for Classical Conversations.  I said a quiet prayer of thanks that the girls have so many crafts, yet I am not that crafty.  I said a prayer of thanks for the other moms at CC.  So much good has come to us through being part of a community for so many years.  This is just a small, visual representation of the richness that has come into our lives from other people there.  If you count all the conversations, all the projects, all the presentations, all the positive peer pressure, all the negative challenges we have worked and are better for having worked through ... the richness is really boundless.  
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We spent some time by our fire pit last week.  We had had sausages for dinner a few nights prior, so we reheated those for an easy dinner.  Then we made S'mores, of course.
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I'm an Essentials tutor for my Classical Conversations group this year.  In addition to many other things, I teach the kids one new grammar and/or punctuation rule every week. I use adding tape to give them each one practice sentence so they can find and fix the errors. I have a lot of fun making up the sentences.  
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Dwayne and I attended an event at our local library this week.  Professor Sean Kelly from Harvard University spoke about the benefits of a Liberal Arts Education.  He said many worthwhile things that evening, but he told a specific story that I'd like to try to record here so that I won't forget it.  The story speaks of the importance of memorizing worthy words to enrich our lives. He said his wife's grandmother grew up in China where one does not choose their profession and one is educated for the profession he or she has inherited or been assigned.  The grandmother came from a family with generations of scholars, so she was educated for that purpose.  The boy scholars went off to school, but the girls were educated at home by their mothers. The grandmother, now eighty years old, remembered that when she was a girl as young as ten, her mother would assign something like one hundred lines of an ancient Chinese poet or philosopher, something from the corpus of their c
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This photo was taken six years ago.  Not much has changed.  We still live in New England. It's still cold here.  We still light a fire almost every night in winter. Everyone still gathers around the hearth with their books or tablets.  I have to admit that New England has its gifts. Living here is why we read so much and why we’ve discovered the joys of hot tea. It’s definitely why we study Latin. We laugh and say, "What else are we going to do?" I say I'd  probably unschool if we lived in Florida, doing “nature study” on the beach everyday. As we move forward into another winter, instead of complaining about the lack of light and heat, may I be able to say and mean it when I say, “The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places.”  Living here has shaped us and I believe that God is using this place to fulfill his purposes in our lives.  
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She does thirty minutes of silent reading a day from "school books," books on her reading level that I have assigned. Notice the timer at her feet.
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This was another beautiful moment that made my heart sing: Avril, nose down, working on an assignment at the kitchen table.
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Sometimes I walk into a room and see something that makes my heart sing.  If I have my cell phone, I can snap a picture of it.  The other day, I walked into the kitchen and saw the book open and the colorful yarn all around it and it made me so happy.  Obviously, Norah had walked away from her book and the croquet project she had been working on for a moment. When I see things like this, I usually say a prayer of thanks for the good that fills our lives.  

Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire

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We roasted chestnuts on a bed of hot coals in our fireplace.  I've always been curious, because of that song. "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire..."  I bought the chestnuts, but I delegated the task of researching how to roast them to Norah, so she took charge and lead us through the process.   Roasted chestnuts taste like a combination of an almond and a potato.  

Halloween 2019

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How to Raise Monarch Butterflies

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We raised monarch butterflies this summer.   First, we gather leaves with monarch eggs on them from the milkweed plants that grow at a nearby pond. Note: You have to find a place where milkweed grows naturally.  We know what the plants look like, and we know they grow near our pond year after year.  If you find a milkweed plant, you can turn the leaves over and the eggs are tiny, white dots on the backside.   We bring the leaves with eggs on them home and put them on a plastic tray or plate and keep the leaves fresh by wrapping their steams in wet paper towels until the caterpillars hatch and begin to eat and grow. The caterpillars are so very small and so very hungry, they don't often leave the leaves on the plate. Once they begin to grow larger, the caterpillars need a lot of fresh milkweed, so we start bringing home whole plants of milkweed every other day, keeping the plants in bottles of water.   We keep the caterpillars from crawling down