no holiday for homeschool hostages

Well, well, wouldn't you know that after all of my frustration last week, God had a nice treat at the end of the weekly tunnel. The kids were PERFECT on the way to Branson. Oh, yes. We did not hear a whimper or bickering from anyone. Even the baby was happy or sleeping the entire way.

We started off with the Outlet stores. I love Carters clothing, and they have some fabulous clothes. I didn't buy anything this time, but I got some good ideas! Then we went to the Imax theater. My Dad treated us to a movie, to kill time before we could check into the hotel. We had planned to do the Branson Landing, but it was just too chilly!

Soooo, we went into Spiderwick Chronicles with the kids. I'd say it was very entertaining (for adults). Very neat movie as far as special effects and imagination and storyline! Christianity Today says it's "Much more fantastical and far more handsome than the trailers reveal, The Spiderwick Chronicles is a thrilling adventure for children of all ages." It is awesome, but not appropriate for all ages. And, just so you know, it's another kids movie with a broken family. Do they make any more movies with a happily married couple and children? Must the dad or mom always be running off or dead? And the main character said several things that should have just been left out of the movie.
Still, I enjoyed most of it and I greatly appreciate my Dad treating us to it. The kids were great in there as well!! Wow. I felt my "competent mom" feeling returning a little bit... ;-)



Okay, so on to the Grand Country Inn waterpark hotel place. The kids LOVED that. The few pictures that I got just don't do it justice!! I didn't get pictures of the huge ropes, climbing areas, the big bucket that fills up and dumps all over everyone, water basketball, etc. My kids stayed mainly int he kiddy section, with spouting water and mini slides. They're chicken. And I like it that way. Of course Fred id all the "big kid stuff!" :-) We went around the lazy river a few times, too. The water was about 84 degrees, which was perfect for me! I've heard others complain that the water gets too cold, but that's just if you're in the big kid section, where it's constantly cycling.

Back at our room, we had a long night in store for us. My parents had an adjoining room, and Isabelle and Ethan stayed in there. In our room, Fred, Oliver, and I slept on the king-size bed, and Trevor slept on the fold-out couch.

We have a baby who is very used to his schedule. We usually put him in his crib and he goes right to sleep. The poor kid wasn't sure what to do with all of us around him. He woke up several times in the night fussing, which woke Trevor up. (sigh) We got *maybe* 4 hours of sleep. But that's okay. Lots of coffee and a hearty breakfast and we were in good shape again! The kids got up before 6am, as usual, so we had some time to kill before we got to the Titanic Museum which opened at 9am.

It was awesome! Unfortunately, they would not let me bring my camera in there, for copyright reasons. Dang!! So I got a few pictures of my folks, Fred and the kids outside of it. Brrr.... Inside was amazing. They give each person a boarding pass, with the name of an actual passenger. Then you keep up with who you are and what happened to you. I was Sarah Roth, one of the third class passengers that survived.

The artifacts were amazing. They had lots of hands-on things, too, like a tub of 28 degree water to stick your hand into, sloping ship decks to climb, a shovel to add coal to the fire (my kids got scared at the roar of the flame), and so forth. I could have spent another hour or two in there, reading everything, but my kids were a bit young yet to take it all in. The poor little homeschool hostages didn't exactly get Presidents Day off. They had to LEARN! Heh heh.


We went and ate lunch and then back to the pool after that. Very warm water and a nice big hot tub. Mmmmm....hot tub.... I could just stay in one forever. I think Heaven must have hot tubs.

On the way home, the kids were perfect once again. In fact, they ALL slept the WHOLE way home. WOW.
And now I am tired and must go to bed. There's my update. I knew I'd have to do it tonight, or it wouldn't happen. And, yes, I realize that I still have not posted Valentine's pictures. Or done a host of other things that need to get done.
(The competent feeling is starting to fade...more on this whole thing later...)
But, hey, it was a FUN, happy good weekend. Very educational, and a nice break from household chores and being stuck inside with four little ones.

Tired of pretending...

I'm tired. Tired of holding it all together. Sometimes I really feel like I am near my breaking point. I'd love to be one of those "perfect" homeschool moms. You know, the ones with the working schedule, nice and tidy house, daily experiments, and clean baby. But, no, I just can't do it. I've tried and tried and I just get totally stressed out, sleep-deprived, and start to lose my mind.

I have so many weaknesses and faults. How can I overcome all of this? How can I keep my focus and get my priorities straight? I'm always hesitant to post how I really feel, because I know that my sisters read this, my grandparents read this. I want to "save face" and look good. Doesn't everyone want to *seem* like they have it together? Ah, but it's just an act.

Some days I feel like I'm doing so well. We get our lessons done in a timely manner, do hands-on activities, the kids get along. They are often complimented in public, and then I think that I must be doing something right. But we come home and they scream at each other, occasionally hit each other, run down the hall naked, play in paint under the table, you name it. And then I'm wondering if I'm doing everything wrong. Surely I'm not just responsible for the "good stuff" ....and all the bad stuff comes from the immaturity of their age. Am I not responsible for both?

Not that I expect them to be perfect. But, wait...do I expect that? Nah. I even laughed at the whole paint thing. And I don't mind them getting messy when they play. I would never want my kids to judge themselves according to their appearance or what they can accomplish... so why do I hold myself to those standards?

Sometimes I'm so petty. I want to look good and be productive ALL the time. I get very down on myself when my house is terribly messy (although I would never judge someone else based on that very thing!) or our school doesn't get done. I feel so inadequate. And I know that I am. I know that I need God's help. But like one of my favorite authors, Philip Yancey, says, it's hard to know HOW to get God's help. Do you audibly hear Him giving you advice? Do you feel Him actually restraining you when you head down the wrong path? Maybe I'm just not close enough in my relationship right now. :-( I'm beginning to feel so far away...

Does everyone sometimes feel like they're sinking? It's a passing feeling, thankfully. Tomorrow may start completely differently and I'll be a "competent" mom again. But today-- it just started all wrong and I handled it all wrong. Then, even as I considered this and decided to change, I began to act the same way again!! Grrrr.... I know that Satan will use anything he can against us, even our own families and good intentions. The kids began to bicker and I get frustrated. Hmph.

Anyway, I'll post VDay pics soon, of our homeschool party & Trev's FBC class party. Hope you all had a good one!!

Beep, beep...beep, beep

Ethan helped me "speed-clean," which is what we do every day before Daddy gets home. The poor guy works a hard job and deserves to come home to a clean house, right? So, we were picking up train pieces, and tossing our flash cards in the buckets, etc. Ethan ran over and said, "Mommy, I'm cleaning so fast that I can feel my heart beeping!"

When a 3-year old gets quiet...

...check on him quickly!!


Today we finished up our Valentine's boxes for the homeschool party that will be on Wednesday. I had left some of the paint up on the table after lunch. Just had too many things going on, and I didn't get around to putting it up right away. That was my first mistake.

I left the kids playing in the living room, and went to the nursery to nurse Oliver and put him down for his nap. Second mistake: Mr. T was unsupervised.

Apparently (this is Isabelle's version), Trevor accidentally knocked the paint down. Then he started running around and around the table. Izzy was drawing and not paying too much attention to her rascally little brother. What happened next is Trevor's version. He says he stepped on the paint and it went "all over." So at that point he just decided to play in it! I don't know if he assumed it was lotion or what. He does so love his lotion!

Anyway, within a minute (by the time big sister noticed) he had covered the floor, his clothes, my kitchen chairs, you name it!!

Sooooo, Trevor got two baths today and had to help Mommy do a lot of mopping. Learn from me, so you don't have to learn from your own mistakes!!

Actually, though, my grandma told me a story today of how she was super-pregnant with her fourth child, outside hanging clothes, when her 2nd-born poured honey all over the kitchen and then attempted to clean the mess with tons of tea towels. My, my! So it could've been worse for me today. At least this was washable tempera paint!!

Operas and Pizza making, and everything in between

Busy, busy times and I've hardly had the chance to sit, much less post. Here is my update: Tuesday was "Super Tuesday." I hope you all went and voted!! I've heard several people say that they didn't particularly like anyone, so they would not vote. That makes NO SENSE. I'm sorry, but it doesn't. There WILL be a president, whether or not you want there to be. One of these people will lead our country. And no one has any right to gripe if they don't vote. ALWAYS VOTE. Be a voice. And be informed. Know what the candidates stand for. Don't just look at what they say, look at their track record.

I'm not going to go into who I support and why, but I do think everyone should participate and be informed. If it comes down to it, pick the lesser of two evils.

So, Tuesday night I took Isabelle to her first operetta, Ruddigore by Gilbert and Sullivan. At the end, I didn't get my camera out in time to get many good pictures. Oh, well. Maybe next time!! I'm not sure who loved it more! It was very entertaining. I can't believe how talented some people are. Wow. It ended around 9:30pm, so Isabelle was pretty zonked. Still, it was well worth it. I'm so grateful for our homeschool group for organizing it, and for the Arts center to allow us to sit in FREE for the dress rehearsal.

On Wednesday we watched Suzanne's oldest daughter while the baby had surgery. Kensie is such a sweet, mellow little girl. It was fun for Isabelle to have another child do school and crafts with us all day. We worked on card-making and Valentine's boxes for the party next week.

On Thursday, we dropped Trevor off at his church class and then headed off to our Eureka Pizza field trip from 9-11am. There were 40 homeschoolers that participated on Wednesday and another 40 of us on Thursday. I'm sure many more would have gone, too, if there was more space available. (In case you didn't know, my county has more homeschoolers than any other county in the state, which is awesome!!)

The field trip was well-organized. The kids each donned a big blue apron, and washed their hands multiple times before beginning their pizzas. Yes, each child got to make his/her own pizza! They loved it!! Towards the end of the pizza-making, I went out to the lobby area to sit and nurse the baby. The manager came out and asked if I would like for him to make me a pizza. So nice!! So I got my own supreme pizza, too.

Jerri and her girls followed us back to our house to eat the pizzas. Yum, yum. Food always tastes better when you make it yourself! (I'm sure you'd agree, my gourmet sister, Amy .)Then Suzanne's girls came over to go to the homeschool yearbook photo op with us. They even photographed Trevor. Of course, he enjoyed making lots of goofball faces! That kid is such a ham!!

After pictures, we watched Jerri's girls while she went shopping, and then I headed out to the library. I think I finally sat down around 7:30pm last night. Whew.

Today(or yesterday,now) Fred only worked until 10am, so I got to take a much-needed nap. Oliver is snotty and woke up several times last night. Poor baby. So far he's been our best sleeper. I put him in his crib every 3 hours and he goes right to sleep. Rarely cries. I love it. I wish we'd done sleep-scheduling with all of our babies. But that's just me. You've gotta do what works for you. Again, when I say what I do I'm not implying that everyone else should also do it that way! ;-)

Tomorrow is the Lowe's workshop. If you have a Lowe's around you, I would encourage you to try one of these workshops!! They are fantastic. In fact, I need to have the kids make a thank you note for it. We also have a Valentine's dinner tomorrow night. We rarely get to go anywhere alone together...and rarer still to eat out alone!

And, don't worry, I'm still planning to do the surveys I was tagged in by Shelley and Simply Stork. I'm also still gonna write a post about the accuracy and God-inspired Word of God. So many things to read, so many things to write, so little time.

Izzy is on a roll

I pointed out to Isabelle that she had neglected to pick things up off the floor before she began to sweep. She looked at me and replied, "Mommy, I have my own steps to accomplish this, okay?" Heh heh. How can I argue with an 8-year old that asks in such a way?

In her writing notebook, she titled one section "Imaginashin." Pretty cute!

When we parked at Wal-Mart, Isabelle said, "Mommy, remember that you parked on Row 8." I thanked her and told her that there are so many things I appreciate about her. She answered, "yes, except for my occasional rudeness, but I'm working on that." Ha ha!!

Well, off to our first opera together. I'll let you know how it goes! :-)

snow days!

It started to snow on Wednesday night. Gorgeous!

My three "big kids"

Miss Isabelle stayed outside just long enough for pictures. She gets cold very easily...just like me. The snow is pretty, but I'm already aching for the 90 degree summer weather!

Ethan takes off his gloves to "feel the snow."

Mr. T enjoys anything that he can stomp around in.

Wonderful hubby and baby Oliver

Building the snowbabe...

View from our backyard:

Fred played in the snow with the kids for a long time. See that snowball in the air that Ethan threw at his daddy? Don't feel bad for Fred, though. He was shoveling the snow on top of the kids!!