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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

The Youngin's

 Jack built a race car out of stools...I was actually impressed that it really looked sorta like a race car....

 Chloe sounding out words with her phonics flip book I made her...
 The girls helping me prep food for the freezer.....

 Chloe has the biggest smile!

Prison Break!

We have been cooped up all winter with only  few days that we were able to venture out of the house into the outdoors.  Everyone is stir crazy and even though it was a little windy, we couldn't pass up an opportunity to go to the park.  The kids had a blast and acted as if they had never seen the out of doors.  Tyler thought he was big man now that he can slide by himself down the slide.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Hit the Deck and Other Goings On...

This time of year is always my slumpy time.  Where the seasonal changes and the time change mess with me. I long for days when we can escape the house, when sickness isn't upon someone.  I put alot of stock in seasonal depression, as I am certain I am a victim of it.
So, school has been laid back...not alot of book work, some reading aloud of good books, but the basics are integrated into games as everyone is stir crazy.  It is amazing how much math  fun can be found in a deck of playing cards!  The game above is called Spiral.  It was loads of fun and the skills are easily adaptable to the varying levels of math skills we have here.  Here's the link to the instructions for this game....

We also use our Uno cards or more than UNO.  I made a list of the skills each child is working on, for instance. .. Lillie is multiplying working on fractions and place value-ing....Jack is adding and place valueing...Chloe is greater than / less than-ing and adding.  So each child draws 2 number cards (you need to remove the actioncards (or the face cards if using a regular deck).  So, say Lillie draws a 2 and a 4.  I would pick a task from her list, say multiply the two numbers or draw me a fraction or arrange the numbers to make the LARGEST number.  Say Jack draws a 4 and a 3.  Then I would pick add the two numbers or make the largest number probably get the picture.
Yesterday Chloe and I played a game where we removed the face cards, drew two cards and piece, added them and the one who had the biggest number won.  She beat me...alot...lucky dog.  It was simple but fun for her.  
Here's a link to two other card games I've played with Lillie and Jack.
We also play UNO as God intended and Yahtzee which are both great for reinforcing math skills.  I love playing games.  I recommend the Family Math books, the older one and the newer ones.  Also , anything Peggy Kaye has authored...Games for Math, Games for Writing, games for Reading etc...
 Okay, here's randomness...

Jack and Tyler built a duct tape obstacle course for their cars complete with ramps and dinosaurs.
 The weather is crazy these days, seems like it can't make up it's mind.  I printed these neat weather stations for the kids.  They complete it in the morning and update it as the weather changes...they even play "Weather Channel." LOL...nerds.  Check out Mr. Printable's site...he's my hero!

 These are some cloud finder wheels from Scholastic...they not only id the clouds but tell you what each cloud means weather wise.  This is great because it encourages the kids to work independently.
 I was saving this nice wood plaque to woodburn a nice sign but Lillie beat me to it.  Guess she felt no one was recognizing her greatness and made herself an award. LOL...Yeah, her spelling stinks..but it says "is a great piano player, Lillie Anna Davis."  She's so humble.....

 Jack's math from this morning.  I found these great skill cards at Kroger's of all places and they were dirt cheap, so I pick 5 a day and we work through them.
Sinus's have gotten me down today, the weather hopefully will iron itself out.  Remember how blessed you are!

Monday, March 11, 2013

Life Doesn't Have to be Perfect to be Wonderful....

These words were penned by my grandmother on the top of a page in her bible.  She has gone over ahead of me, but what she has left behind her still lives.  The other day , I read a quote that stuck with me.  

"Love is stronger than death, even though it can't stop death from happening,
but no matter how hard death tries , it can't separate people from love.
It can't take away our memories either, so that, in the end
Life is stronger than death."

Though death sometimes seems to have the upper hand, our memories of a person's life remain, long after the earthly tabernacle has gone.

And so this is where I find myself, where I have been for the last couple of weeks ... exploring the deepest recesses of my memories, pulling out everything I can find.  I guess that's why I like pictures so much...any pictures, because it's a tangible memory.  I can hold it and look at it and...remember.

So this post is going to seem random and I am throwing proper grammar and punctuation and composition to the wind and will commence to my ramblings, because I want this stuff out of my head where things tend to get forgotten and out here where nothing is forgotten.

I was in the gas station during the last snow we had.  I needed bread.  The only loaf of bread on the shelf was Roman Meal Wheat Bread...grandmother NEVER bought any other kind of bread.  She was definitely committed to brands on some things...just some things her and pop liked that she never compromised on.  Fig Newtons, Roman Meal Bread, Vienna Sausages, Deviled Ham, Cracker Barrel Cheese (this was the MOST important as it was the key to her famous Macaroni and Cheese) and Sam's Cola.

I remember the way their garage smelled when they lived in Georgia.  I remember the scratchy carpet in their house, brown shag, no doubt the latest fashion back whenever shag was the IN thing.

I remember her tea parties...which consisted of no tea whatsoever...just Fig Newtons and Cokes or Lemonade. clockwork when we were there visiting, if we werent running all over creation.  See, we only saw them regularly 2-3 times a year, so when they had us they , especially Pop, tried to cram every bit of fun and activity they could, to show us a good time, and probably to make up for lost time.

I remember that she was a scheduled person.  Her and Pop were masters of the routine.  They had the same routine every day that something wasn't going on.  I remember waking up to the smell of coffee in the morning and roaming around and finding no one in the main part of the house...but the bedroom door was closed for about an hour.  When I was an adult, she revealed to me the secret goings on of those mornings when the house seemed empty.  She was having her devotion time.  She subscribed to Our Daily Bread Devotionals and gave me my first subscription to it.  Her Bible is proof of her love for Christ.  Filled with her thoughts from cover to cover.

I remember Jody and I took a trip down there when we were first married and her and I sat up late one nite, just going through her recipes.  I will admit that these are my fondest memories.  She taught me alot about cooking and taught me to set a table.  I also remember when I actually taught her something!  I taught her an easy way to make chicken and dumplings that Jody's Mom Pam had taught me.  She loved them and raved about them, and it felt good to have her compliment me on something...she was an awesome cook, loved it with a passion.  I spent that nite copying some of her signature recipes, things she was known for....Brown Rice that she always served with Roast and Gravy, Beef Salad (which is so good), Macaroni Pie, Poundcake (that was my dad's birthday cake on many occasions), Brocoli Cornbread,  and Chocolate Chip Deelite.  

Ask anyone in the family and they'll tell you she made the best spaghetti sauce...but she never would tell you the whole recipe...I have currently made 2 batches of sauce using what I know and still haven't figured it out!  Maybe you just had to be her...yes, that's the missing ingredient.  

We wrote letters to each other, our preferred communication. She loved writing notes, loved pretty stationary and always ended every note to me in this fashion...
"Grandmother is praying for you!!!  I love you."

I remember the day I called her to tell her I had given my life to Jesus.  She cried and I remember her yelling back to Pop and he said "Well, that's just good."   And I remember her saying that God had answered her prayer.  That she had prayed for me for so long.  And to be honest, I think that is the thing I will miss the most about her not being here anymore...that she won't be praying for me.  And, though I know heaven has gained something special, I can't help but wish I could hear her on the phone again saying "Remember Della, Grandmother Loves You."