one-sixth

We are closing in on the 1/6th mark of completion of our school year- already! I love to take pictures of what we are working on not only because our educational endeavors are such a big part of our life but also so we can look back some day at all that was accomplished within the walls of our home. Enjoy a snapshot of the last two weeks in our home- please be sure to scroll down to the bottom and see our attempts at recreating the Maori haka - the war challenge of the Native Maori of New Zealand.

I know of no other preschool in our vicinity where a flight suit and football helmet would be permitted as part of the dress code. I'm sure this costume is helping with the good grades!

Concentration. . .

Watercolor and imagination were the purpose in this week's art lesson. I'm not sure if the older brothers were inspired by Ry-man's flight suit or if it was the art lesson that inspired the little brother, but fighter jets seemed to be a common theme in our home last week.

Ry wanted to imagine he was a pilot and painted a fighter jet that can sit 10-people.

Tarver, too, painted a picture of several fighter jets.

We take our studies very seriously.

Artistic Pursuits the art book that is working well for my family right now.

Our favorite Rod & Staff preschool books. Feather pen not included, you have to find the turkey feather yourself and have the presence of mind to be inspired by Thomas Jefferson. Okay, what I mean to communicate is: Four-year old son with a passion for history and a monstrous imagination not included.

Science. We were learning about our lungs and if there really is something happening to the air when it goes into our lungs. {By the way, the study of the human body is absolutely fascinating! Remarkable how God created our bodies.} I let the boys use my best shopping bags for this experiment. I pull out all stops when it comes to education.

Let's see, this would be career day for the preschool bunch. Here we are trying out the profession of bucket-head-police-Navy seal-pizza delivering. A variation of this costume appears frequently throughout the days- I think it might be sticking!

Tarver spent a lot of time in the kitchen over the last couple of weeks. Here he is whipping up a batch of Lamingtons inspired by our study of Australia.

And here he displays his New Zealand project: Pavlova.

For Ryland's New Zealand project he decided to show off what he learned about the Maori. He was particularly fascinated with their battle traditions and challenges- they beat their chests and stick out their tongues as a means of challenge.

He did it well and earned all points possible for his research project.
{For his Australia project he demonstrated his Australian accent with a rousing rendition of "G'day, mate!"}

My two little Maori wanna-bes.

Saying good-bye to New Zealand with a family Maori challenge.

What will Antarctica bring us this week?

If ever a yellow school bus. . .

. . .should happen into our family, this would be the one.

And this would be the one Ryland would choose to arrive to study time in. Shocking, I know.

{The guys enjoying a Sunday afternoon stroll at the car show while Mom enjoyed some much needed quietness back on the homefront.}

Best dressed Husky fan

I liken this day to one in which my sons are playing football on opposite teams and I am forced to choose which son to cheer for.

Is there such a thing as riding the fence when it comes to these matters?

Today, my home team is playing my home team. I have been fretting about this all week long. {Apparently I have had nothing better to do.} But for those of you reading this who are not Nebraskans, you have no idea what Nebraska football is and means to Nebraska citizens. On game days, it's almost as if everyone is headed to the same church service or family reunion. Tradition, loyalty and honor rank high when it comes to Nebraska football, and I am proud to call myself a Husker fan.

Except, when they play my other favorite team, the Washington Huskies. My once-upon-a-time-in-a-land-far-away-and-when-I-was-young-and-before-I-had-stretch-marks favorite team.

It's going to be an interesting day. And I will be happy either way as far as the game goes. Our family is grateful to our friends who have *very, very graciously* invited us to wear our purple shirts today. {Again, if you are not a Nebraskan-ite you have no idea how HUGE of a gracious gesture this is.} It will just be fun to spend this chilly fall day in the home of friends and eating bean dip and tortilla chips together.



This youngster, my youngster, has been waiting for game day for a very long time now. And he is ready to go. He is somewhat confused about who he is, though, as he has been running through the house chanting "Go Washington Huskers!" {Perhaps this is the answer to my team dilemma!}

My oldest son, who is Nebraska born and whose blood does run Nebraska red, told me that after today "I'm going to work harder on being a Nebraska fan, Mom." I suppose this day couldn't have been helped, we knew it was coming.

LOVING the tie with your football gear, Ry. No matter what side you are cheering for, I vote you best dressed fan today. I cannot get enough of you, kiddo!

And Gramma, the reason why you couldn't get in touch with us last night was because we were on a date night in Lincoln with friends Mike & Jenny. It's been a busy week and I have had to leave my computer off for a few days so I can take care of priorities in our home. I'll call soon! For now, I have bean dip to make and a purple shirt to put on before 2:30!

Happy Game Day!

Saturday-ing

Here is a small glimpse into the world of home-making on a Saturday in my home.

{It had to be a small glimpse, or I wouldn't have gotten anything done other than pictures and we would be hungry, naked and walking on dirty floors otherwise!}

{Flying the colors on this anniversary day. Remembering 9-years ago, when our entire world was shaken, turned upside down. Thinking, what is it going to take for our country to truly experience revival? What more will it take for us to sincerely seek the face of our God and turn to Him in humility, repentance and dependance?}

{Snuggling}

{Watching through windows, my young men playing}

{Soaking in the cuteness of our almost-3 'babe'}

{Baking for the feeding of family and friends}

{Cleaning}

{Baking}

{Air drying}




{Grinding, for the baking}




{Harvesting and collecting}



MISSING
{the picture of me Visiting with my sweet neighbor girls this afternoon}

{Cleaning, for the sake of fire-fighting}

I seriously have this uncanny knack for starting real, flaming fires in my oven when I cook a frozen pizza. Uncanny. I can make homemade bread, peach pies, almost anything- but when it comes to a frozen pizza, FLAME-ON!

{Relaxing}

{Not!! That's for Sunday}

{Helping}

{Teaching & Training}

{Cooking for Feeding}

{Journaling}

{For Remembering}

{Gathering}

{Pausing, Bowing & Thanking}

{Reaping}

{Waiting}

{Serving}

{Enjoying}

{Preparing yogurt for eating in the morning}

{Anticipating rest- tomorrow is Sunday, our day of rest and worship}

'Work is glory.

Work is sweat in harvest fields--

The royal right to ask for bread.

Work teaches sleep to slumber undisturbed,

And scorns to beg or steal...'

"A Requiem for Love"

Calvin Miller

Yet another lesson in. . .

Vocabulary.

Compliments of our resident four-year old.

Ry: "Mom, do you know where Dad is?"

Mom: "No, Ry, I'm sorry I don't."

{Ry hurries off to the other room}

Ry: "Tarver, do you know where Dad is?"

Tarver: "No I don't, Ry. Sorry."

Ry: "Pathetic!!"




Let this be a lesson to all you parents who let your children sleep with dictionaries under their pillows. Take heed, people, take heed.

What would you do if. . .

you inherited an island in the Pacific Ocean and the only stipulation of your inheritance was that you had to design it to be an island resort?



This was the task given to my boys for their first official project of the school year. They had a list of requirements they were graded on and I'm happy to report they more than achieved every single requirement.

Even Ryland got on board with the assignment. Of course, he designed approximately 30 different islands and my basement is littered with scenes from the South Pacific right now.

{Braden's island}

{Tarver's island}

{Ryland giving us a tour of his island, microphone and all}

{Langston looking over his brother's work}

{Langston taking center stage during Tarver's presentation}

{Yeah, I know I'm funny!}

{Tarver's presentation}

{And Ryland, squeezing out every second of the stage he can.}

This year our studies are centering around the Eastern Hemisphere as we jump into Sonlight's Core 5.

We have now left the Pacific Islands and will be traveling through the history and people of Australia for the next two weeks.

What's for supper, Mom?

In haste the other day, I quickly stashed this cute little magazine in my recipe book holder in the kitchen. It has a great experiment to make blue-goo that I can't wait to try with Ryland and Langston, so sticking it in the kitchen wasn't completely wrong.

Until Ryland came running through the kitchen, spotted it up there and excitedly exclaimed,

"MOM! Are we having tigers for supper tonight?!"

His enthusiasm was a bit disturbing, but it was a hilarious moment nonetheless. Ryland is definitely the comedian in our family - part of what makes him so funny is that he doesn't even try. It's just him.