<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154</id><updated>2012-01-11T16:26:32.218-08:00</updated><category term='reading'/><category term='math'/><category term='curriculum'/><category term='advice'/><category term='book recommendations'/><category term='personal reflections'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='about us'/><category term='homeschool philosophy'/><category term='art'/><category term='experiences'/><category term='life learning'/><category term='day in the life'/><category term='language arts'/><category term='planning'/><category term='resources'/><category term='family time'/><category term='attitude behavior'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='struggles'/><category term='blogger friend school'/><category term='fun'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='review'/><category term='writing'/><category term='expat living'/><title type='text'>The Grand Experiment</title><subtitle type='html'>Seven years ago we decided to give homeschooling a try. It's been a journey with ups and downs, but we're all learning (maybe me more than anyone!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4512419200302815023</id><published>2011-11-28T23:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:54:02.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent-Teacher Conference</title><content type='html'>Other than talking to myself, I have never been to a parent-teacher conference until today. I had to meet with our kids' Chinese teacher to see how they are doing. What she told me pretty much lines up with what is true at home - Ethan knows more than he gives himself credit for, but he could be doing even better if he slowed down and was more careful, and didn't let his fear of being wrong get in the way. Megan is extremely motivated to do well and works hard. She memorizes things easily, but she gets easily distracted, especially when she has a friend with her (and her best friend is in the class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over all, the teacher enjoys having them and thinks they're doing well. Yep, that sounds like what their homeschool teacher thinks too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4512419200302815023?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4512419200302815023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4512419200302815023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4512419200302815023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4512419200302815023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/11/parent-teacher-conference.html' title='Parent-Teacher Conference'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5381601870615090304</id><published>2011-11-19T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:14:07.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Reason to Homeschool</title><content type='html'>Almost every day of the week, our kids get a phone call from a neighborhood friend asking them to play capture the flag at 3 or 3:30. There's a sunken tiled circle at the center of our neighborhood where 15-30 kids ages 6-15 will converge to play unsupervised until the sun goes down. They generally come home dirty, sometimes with scrapes, always with stories about triumphs and losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast that with &lt;a href="http://www.ottawasun.com/2011/11/17/let-kids-be-kids"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; about a recent ban on balls at a school in Canada, and I'm on the side of "I'm so thankful I homeschool" today. Not only that, but I guess I should be thankful I homeschool in China! I hear more and more stories of schools in the U.S. banning anything that might injure a child. Tag? They could trip! Handstands? Head trauma! Monkey bars? Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that safety seems to be becoming the value that trumps others - play, creativity, freedom, independence, survival skills. So thankful that homeschool allows our kids to have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5381601870615090304?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5381601870615090304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5381601870615090304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5381601870615090304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5381601870615090304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-reason-to-homeschool.html' title='Another Reason to Homeschool'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8622905074922714255</id><published>2011-10-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:54:12.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Kinds of Learning</title><content type='html'>"So, today school is cleaning?" asks Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started as a consequence for fighting during school, actually. I decided they needed to do some manual labor instead of bickering with each other. Then Megan remembered that she has wanted to clean out her toys and sell some of them for awhile, so she tackled that project. We haven't seen Ethan's carpet in quite some time (don't worry, it's only a 1x2 meter piece - we don't let him get THAT messy) so he set about organizing everything I pushed off onto the floor while I vacuumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan remarked that he wasn't going to finish his schoolwork as a result of all the cleaning. I told him that cleaning was taking the place of school, hence the comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on to tell him that cleaning teaches us to be responsible for our belongings, keeps our stuff from getting too dirty, and in the process helps us find those things we've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you all this? Partly to remind myself that learning isn't just about school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8622905074922714255?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8622905074922714255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8622905074922714255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8622905074922714255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8622905074922714255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-kinds-of-learning.html' title='All Kinds of Learning'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4943043482837749645</id><published>2011-10-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:39:59.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschooling vs the Dog</title><content type='html'>One of my greatest hesitations about continuing with our dog journey is whether or not it's feasible to homeschool. The problem? She's most active in the morning, and our schoolroom is upstairs. We haven't allowed her to go up there because she's not house trained yet and I value my carpet. Not to mention she's a distraction. She had down times when we put her in her crate, but she can't possibly stay in there from 8-12 every morning. The Dog Whisperer would disapprove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried several options the first week and a half. We tried doing school in the living room. We tried the kids doing what they could upstairs with me watching Scout, then cramming in whatever we needed to do together while she was sleeping. It's all felt quite chaotic and frustrating, and a lot of things have been dropped.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This morning I wrote in detail on the board what they both needed to do. None of it was really anything I HAD to be there to do with them, although some of it (history) I normally do. I decided for our sanity and to keep a less stressful atmosphere in the house, it would be better to let them try to do it on theier own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three and a half hours later, they are done with their work. I'm not quite sure how to feel about this - Jubilant? Dispensable? Dubious? Relieved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there will be days when it isn't this easy, but in addition to watching the dog, I was able to go get supplies for a baby shower and buy more Coke Zero (necessary for survival). So it seems that we might able to continue homeschooling after all. Lucky dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4943043482837749645?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4943043482837749645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4943043482837749645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4943043482837749645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4943043482837749645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschooling-vs-dog.html' title='Homeschooling vs the Dog'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2111251319506826137</id><published>2011-10-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T01:43:18.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Said There'd be Days like This</title><content type='html'>Actually, my mom doesn't really give me advice on homeschool, but she's a wise woman and a life-long educator, so I'm sure that if I skyped her right now she'd say, "Oh well. Tomorrow's another day." It started off pretty well - exercise, great talk with Erik, super yummy oatmeal with raw honey, flax seed and cinnamon (a daily joy), then it all kind of went wacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between determining which kind of worms our new little pup has (finally nailed it after a discussion with the vet - roundworms. Bonus: I now know how to say different kinds of worms in Chinese), cleaning up to make sure we don't get the worms (he said don't worry), escorting a VPU from our office to a friend's house, and planning my teaching time for this afternoon's co-op, homeschooling my own children sort of went out the window. Occasionally I would throw a worksheet or a book at them like, "Here! Learn something!" Thankfully they are pretty independent learners, and they can recognize when mommy needs a little space. We didn't end up doing half of what we planned to do, but it'll all get done eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm inhaling a salad while waiting for kids to show up at our house (one came 40 minutes early - it's her first time and her mom didn't know how long it would take to get her here) before I throw some stuff in the slow cooker for dinner and head off to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2111251319506826137?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2111251319506826137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2111251319506826137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2111251319506826137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2111251319506826137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/10/mama-said-thered-be-days-like-this.html' title='Mama Said There&apos;d be Days like This'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7408085921484012213</id><published>2011-09-27T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:37:23.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a good homeschool day. It was a "the stars aligned, birds sang, flowers bloomed and the peasants rejoiced," kind of day. I felt like I saw the kids learning and they were having fun doing it. They worked hard. I hardly worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are outside playing a "wear us out so we sleep well" game of Capture the Flag with about 20 neighborhood kids ranging from age 6-14. That doesn't even include the family with 5 kids and the other family with 6. Yeah, we really worry about socialization here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who wonder if homeschool is a good choice, today I say yes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7408085921484012213?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7408085921484012213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7408085921484012213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7408085921484012213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7408085921484012213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8853353889096017943</id><published>2011-09-25T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:36:55.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our current "read aloud" book is The Island of Mad Scientists, by Howard Whitehouse. It's subtitled, &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Being an Excursion to the Wilds of Scotland, Involving Many Marvels of Experimental Invention, Pirates, a Heroic Cat, a Mechanical Man and a Monkey," which tells you a bit about the humor of the author. This is the third in a series - we finished the second one last week and jumped straight into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;The reason I bring up this book is that whenever I read books, I try my best to do different voices for the characters, particularly if it's obvious that they should have different accents. I mean, can you really read Lord of the Rings and not do Gollum?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I committed to this during the first book of the series which wasn't difficult because although it was set in Britain, all the characters were British aside from a southern American. I can do decent British and Southern accents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;By the middle of the third book, we've added a lot of variety and it's been challenging to keep up. At last count we have standard British, cockney British, Scottish, Indian, German, imaginary "Chiligriti" accent, southern, Canadian, robot, parrot, and most recently, a Russian pretending to Scottish. On top of that, there's male and female voices. Sometimes I get mixed up and it comes out as some kind of accent no one ever uses. But it's fun to try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Another day in the life of a homeschool mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8853353889096017943?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8853353889096017943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8853353889096017943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8853353889096017943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8853353889096017943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/accents.html' title='Accents'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-1698333539667413115</id><published>2011-09-15T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:57:29.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Never Knew I'd Need (but Which Have Become Essential)</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things you assume you'll need when you start homeschooling, like books, pencils, paper, table and chairs, comfy places to read, legal stimulants and maybe a padded, soundproof room (for me, not the kids). But then there are other things that it doesn't occur to you that you'll need which become the things you couldn't do school without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the subject of my post today. In particular, the copy machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My previous never-knew-but-now-essential object was the laminator. I don't laminate much these days but in the younger days of flash cards and whatnot, I was a laminating fool!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the kids are older for some reason I cannot live without a copy machine. I didn't actually realize this until 3 weeks ago when we bought one. Previous to that, I would lug a bag of books over to the office about one every two weeks and spend an hour photocopying. What was I thinking? Then my husband, who must buy something electronic every month or so or he wilts, bought a wireless printer/scanner/photocopier for the homeschool room and ta da!! I use it daily. I almost seek out things to print so I can use it. I especially love freaking out whomever is in the homeschool room by printing remotely from elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-1698333539667413115?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1698333539667413115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=1698333539667413115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1698333539667413115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1698333539667413115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-i-never-knew-id-need-but-which.html' title='Things I Never Knew I&apos;d Need (but Which Have Become Essential)'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7352156421286510983</id><published>2011-09-12T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:40:43.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Health Days</title><content type='html'>Ok, we're only three weeks in, and thankfully I don't feel a need for a mental health day yet (knock on wood) but I found this list on &lt;a href="http://www.hsclassroom.net/2010/12/fifteen-ideas-for-a-mental-health-day/"&gt;another blog&lt;/a&gt; and thought I would share it. I'm sorry, did I say share it? I meant &lt;i&gt;save&lt;/i&gt; it, because there's an off chance it might come in handy for me later in the year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I’d like to suggest some productive-but-not-text-book-related ideas for those days when everyone could just use a break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a documentary.&amp;nbsp; (science, history, nature study)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch The Magic School Bus.&amp;nbsp; (science)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go outside and play.&amp;nbsp; (P.E.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean house.&amp;nbsp; (life skills, cooperation, problem solving)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake together.&amp;nbsp; (home economics, math, reading, following direction)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan next week’s menu.&amp;nbsp; (home economics, health/nutrition)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take your menu and go grocery shopping.&amp;nbsp; (economics, comparison shopping, personal finance)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a nature walk.&amp;nbsp; (science, nature study, art)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint, make collages, sculpt with clay, make crafts. (art)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cuddle up in bed and read together.&amp;nbsp; (reading)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build with Lego’s, Kinex, Lincoln Logs, blocks. (spatial reasoning)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a letter to a relative or friend.&amp;nbsp; (writing, reading, spelling)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build a sugar cube tower 5 feet high — yes, I saw that on &lt;i&gt;The Biggest Loser. &lt;/i&gt;(spatial reasoning, problem-solving skills)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spin the globe, select a random country and look it up on the  Internet or in an Encyclopedia. (geography, research skills, reading)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If they’re old enough, let the kids cook the day’s meals. (home economics, life skills, health and nutrition)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And by the way, I found &lt;a href="http://documentaryheaven.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; that has tons of free documentaries. I haven't watched any of them yet, so they could be horrible, but they look interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to mental health and enjoying homeschool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7352156421286510983?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7352156421286510983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7352156421286510983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7352156421286510983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7352156421286510983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/mental-health-days.html' title='Mental Health Days'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-9071753368625094039</id><published>2011-09-05T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:07:44.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the academics, it's the character</title><content type='html'>If homeschool were only academic, it would be a breeze. Our kids thankfully don't struggle with any subjects and actually excel at a few of them. No, the thing that gets in the way of a smooth ride is that pesky thing called character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, right now Ethan is sitting across from me crying because I took away his computer time today. And the reason I took away his computer time was as a consequence for his disrespect during our school time. I want our homeschool time to be fun and relaxing, but there's a fine line between that and swinging from the rafters making monkey noises while I'm trying to review Chinese with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tough part of homeschool isn't the schoolwork. The planning, the execution - these things come easy. But then our sin natures show up to play, and suddenly a math lesson isn't just a math lesson - it's whining and complaining and stubborn wills. But it's also an opportunity to do what is really most important - for their (and my!) hearts to be shaped.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This is one of the great blessings of homeschool - the privilege of being part of the shaping. I have to remember this, so that rather than shrinking from these times or hurrying past them I will engage fully in what God wants to do in them, and in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-9071753368625094039?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/9071753368625094039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=9071753368625094039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/9071753368625094039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/9071753368625094039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-not-academics-its-character.html' title='It&apos;s not the academics, it&apos;s the character'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8301585202268086666</id><published>2011-09-01T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:25:19.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Startin' Slow</title><content type='html'>We've done 4 days of school now and I've decided . . . it's time for a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, let's call it "easing into school." Since we've only been back in country 2 weeks, and I have discovered (not a new discovery, just finally trying to address the issue) that I am not good at pacing myself, or knowing when I am being drained, we are taking it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in part because I learned this summer that I am anemic. This makes sense and explains why I have been tired and not able to run. In an effort to regain health I'm taking lots of iron and B vitamins, and trying to do less than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept 10 hours because I fell asleep at 8. This morning I feel good, but looking ahead at the next few days I know that I probably need this morning to do some catch up on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of this is that when I announce this change of plans to the kids, I will be declared the Best Mom in the World! Pretty sure that's not what child social services would say but I'm 6,000 miles away from them so what are they going to do about it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8301585202268086666?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8301585202268086666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8301585202268086666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8301585202268086666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8301585202268086666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/09/startin-slow.html' title='Startin&apos; Slow'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4572835714998036654</id><published>2011-08-29T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:15:48.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift</title><content type='html'>Our kids work independently quite a bit. This leaves me with a fair amount of time to just sit there. In the past, I've brought my computer upstairs because we often need it, but then I end up getting involved in stuff on it myself to pass the time. This leads to me being very distracted and feeling a bit frazzled when the kids suddenly need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the Mac Mini. Erik bought one this summer for the kids to use rather than always asking for mine. We set it up here in the homeschool room, and I've realized that it has brought the added bonus of taking away that distraction for me. For some reason I'm really not tempted to get on their computer to do anything. So I just sit here and watch them, sometimes planning ahead for things or organizing stuff around the school room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has been trying for awhile to slow down and just be, this is gold! I feel like I came away from school this morning with a quiet heart, not to mention finishing an hour before lunch. And to think I questioned Erik's wisdom in buying it! Here I didn't think the kids needed it. Turns out I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4572835714998036654?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4572835714998036654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4572835714998036654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4572835714998036654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4572835714998036654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/08/gift.html' title='A Gift'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8670689197955775829</id><published>2011-08-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:36:12.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, we started the new school year this morning with a few changes. First up was an earlier wake-up for the kids. Actually, it's not so much an earlier wake up as it is making the most of the time when they're already awake! They were instructed to get up at 6:30 and read their Bibles, then come down at 7, which they (mostly) did. Ethan substituted the book Holes for the book of Leviticus and I can't say I blame him. (I gave him permission to skip to Deuteronomy tomorrow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much for making breakfast but special days call for special food so I made banana crepes with whipped cream. Later we had leftover pudding pie for a snack (this is my not-so-subtle way of making them like the first day of school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the early wake up time we're doing some different subjects. We switched back to Story of the World: Ancient Times for history. We've added in geography and science (rather than just relying on homeschool co-op for those) and now that we've mostly finished our spelling book, we'll switch more to Latin and vocabulary for language arts. Ethan's actually been asking to learn Latin, the crazy kid! I'll resurrect what I learned from that nun at the Convent and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, they're adding typing. They've dabbled in it, but haven't ever learned properly. I don't want them to end up typing like me - I can type quickly, but my fingers are all over the place and I never use the right shift key. Pretty sure that's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of our early start we were able to finish before noon, which is important because three days a week they have class in the afternoon (two days of Chinese and one day of co-op). I think it's going to be a full year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8670689197955775829?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8670689197955775829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8670689197955775829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8670689197955775829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8670689197955775829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4627403097927240377</id><published>2011-08-27T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T04:51:53.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baffling the Chinese</title><content type='html'>I just had a conversation with a young woman who waited with us for the elevator. She was impressed with the kids' Chinese when she asked them their ages (that's why I love this language - two words spoken well makes them think you're stellar), but then she asked Ethan what year he is in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to prepare the kids for the various questions people might ask them. Just the other day I was  quizzing them in Chinese on how to answer the question, "Where do you go to school?" but I hadn't anticipated this question. In fact, it took me a second to realized what she'd asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I teach them at home and the look on her face made it clear that she believed I couldn't possibly have understood her question. So I continued, saying that they don't go to school, I teach them at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was stunned, and stammered something like, "Are you joking?" Then, as she stepped out of the elevator, she asked, "But how do they pass the exams?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to the kids later that this question is extremely important to Chinese when I try to explain homeschool (it's the most common one they ask) because their kids have to pass difficult tests at each level of school in order to continue. The results of these tests determine the quality of schooling they can enter, so it's vital that they do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been about to explain to the young woman that in America homeschooling is quite normal, but since I didn't have a chance, I'm sure she is now discussing the weird American lady and her unschooled, exam-failing children with her friends. Just another day of baffling the Chinese with our lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4627403097927240377?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4627403097927240377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4627403097927240377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4627403097927240377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4627403097927240377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/08/baffling-chinese.html' title='Baffling the Chinese'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3187235762497829784</id><published>2011-07-28T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T06:37:48.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Do It Over</title><content type='html'>I am in the midst of my annual curriculum collection before I go back to China. This means that one entire suitcase will be full of books (or in this case, probably one and a half).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading through The Well-Trained Mind this summer in an effort to transition more to a Classical Education philosophy (I figured I should really nail myself down a little more to something and this appeals to my structured self). In reading it, I've been realizing what I like about the curriculum and methods we've chosen so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by way of retrospect and possibly encouragement to any potential new homeschool moms, here are my thoughts on "If I had to do it over again from the beginning" not only in curriculum but also in practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I would read to them even more than I did&lt;br /&gt;2. I would start from the beginning using Math U See, Spell to Write and Read, Story of the World, Easy Grammar, and Considering God's Creation.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would make reading, writing, and math the main things and do other things occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;4. I would spend more time reading and memorizing poems and scripture. Thankfully AWANAs helped me out with that latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm . . . actually not as much I would change as I was thinking there was! That's good. Not that I was regretting anything, because I think that this is a process and God uses the turns and trials to shape us and help us understand how we learn and what we like. It's just  good to write out since it helps me see more clearly where I want to go from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3187235762497829784?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3187235762497829784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3187235762497829784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3187235762497829784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3187235762497829784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-could-do-it-over.html' title='If I Could Do It Over'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3461792122070271725</id><published>2011-04-28T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:24:59.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're a Homeschool Mom When . . .</title><content type='html'>You have nightmares about those standard tests the kids took. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed that I got a notice in the mail on the flimsy paper people often use for receipts here. It said that Ethan had failed the math portion of the standard test and he would have to retake it. This seemed odd at first because he said the math was easy, but then I panicked a little. Then I woke up and gradually unpanicked as I realized it wasn't true. Yet. Nor likely to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep again, then dreamed that I got reports on both the kids, and neither of them had scored higher than the 20th percentile in anything. Mostly they were in the single digits. I had to wake up again and realize that while I don't know what scores our kids got, I'm fairly confident they won't be that low given that they said the tests were easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I told the kids we didn't really care what scores they get, but I think some dream analysis here might indicate that that is not entirely true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3461792122070271725?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3461792122070271725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3461792122070271725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3461792122070271725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3461792122070271725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-youre-homeschool-mom-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re a Homeschool Mom When . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7914594605478286520</id><published>2011-04-20T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T17:12:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roots of Culture</title><content type='html'>At Ethan's request, we are currently studying Chinese history. It's fascinating! Did you know that the Great Wall as we know it isn't the one that was built during the Qin dynasty (the first dynasty when China was united as a country, and from which we get the name China) like everyone thinks? That one was further north. This one was actually built during the Ming dynasty, several hundred years ago. So much for thinking that thing is 2,000 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more interesting was our study of the main philosophies of China - Confucianism, Daoism, Legalism, and Buddhism. The first two were developed during the Zhou dynasty, centuries before Christ, but as we read some of the tenants of them yesterday, we realized that the principles are still prevalent in Chinese culture today. For example, Daoism believes in non-interference with others; the Chinese will rarely step in and get involved in a situation that doesn't involve them. Or take Confucianism, which encourages education and harmony in familial relationships. These values are strong in Chinese society. And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but since I have never met a Chinese person who says "I follow Confucius" or "I follow Daoism" it was surprising to see how much these philosophies have infiltrated their culture. I suppose it's similar to the ways that we still see Christian principles evident in American society, even if many do not profess Christianity. It's just lasted a lot longer here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7914594605478286520?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7914594605478286520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7914594605478286520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7914594605478286520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7914594605478286520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/04/roots-of-culture.html' title='The Roots of Culture'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-6024934413286394076</id><published>2011-04-13T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:35:59.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standardized Testing</title><content type='html'>Today is day 3 of the kids participating in standardized testing. The tests are being conducted at one of the international schools in town. The kids were incredibly nervous about it before the first day, and I absorbed all their anxiety to the point where it made me sick the first day (good thing a friend of mine drove them down there!). We've learned a few things from this process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Standardized tests are not that hard (or so the kids tell me). This was my main objective in sending them, so yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Megan wants to go to school (mostly because she's seen that some of her friends from church go there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The amount of stress involved in getting the kids out the door by 7:15 is equal to or greater than the amount of stress I have in an average day, but crammed into 45 minutes. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Never drive south from our house between 7-8 in the morning. It's just depressing how slowly you move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some unexpected lessons in there, but all in all it's accomplishing what we'd hoped - teaching them that tests aren't a big deal and seeing where they are lacking. I'll be glad when this is done though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-6024934413286394076?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6024934413286394076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=6024934413286394076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6024934413286394076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6024934413286394076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/04/standardized-testing.html' title='Standardized Testing'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7926997705042219467</id><published>2011-03-11T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T16:20:55.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamen kaishi shuo</title><content type='html'>The title of this post means, "They begin to speak." I can finally say this about our kids when it comes to Mandarin. They have been taking class for about a year now. It's become more intense as this semester as they have it four hours a week. I also made the decision to have them start over in a more beginner class with some friends - best decision I could have made! In my experience, the people who speak Mandarin well are the ones who did the basics more than once. If you don't master the tones, forget it. You can just pack up and go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they have started over, it's really clicked for them. They are so far managing to remember how to read and write every character they learn. Even better, they are starting to use and understand it in public. I fear the days of Erik and I speaking Mandarin as code are numbered, as already Megan will overhear me speaking with our Chinese helper and understand what I've said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most fun is hearing them use colloquialisms like, "Wei?" (what we say when we answer the phone) or "Ai yo!" (their version of "Oh no!") or "Wa sai" which is more recent slang to express shock or amazement. Here they are hard at work writing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb0VGVIsOmw/TXq7lJ0xWCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IWGvxAnFCQ0/s1600/IMG_7473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb0VGVIsOmw/TXq7lJ0xWCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IWGvxAnFCQ0/s320/IMG_7473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582980935045961762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L394FmIybKk/TXq7k5ZmbxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Inx4QijYuoA/s1600/IMG_7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L394FmIybKk/TXq7k5ZmbxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Inx4QijYuoA/s320/IMG_7468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582980930637033234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7926997705042219467?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7926997705042219467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7926997705042219467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7926997705042219467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7926997705042219467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/03/tamen-kaishi-shuo.html' title='Tamen kaishi shuo'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nb0VGVIsOmw/TXq7lJ0xWCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IWGvxAnFCQ0/s72-c/IMG_7473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3713412641979567394</id><published>2011-01-10T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:11:08.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attitude</title><content type='html'>I was fairly convicted this morning by this quote by German writer Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the  decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate.  It is my daily mood that makes the weather. &lt;strong&gt;I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. &lt;strong&gt;In  all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is  escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat  people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of  becoming.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good words for a homeschool mom this morning. Good words for anyone actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3713412641979567394?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3713412641979567394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3713412641979567394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3713412641979567394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3713412641979567394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-attitude.html' title='My Attitude'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3995076717552207375</id><published>2011-01-05T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:02:42.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaps</title><content type='html'>This spring I plan to have our kids take a standardized test, partly to see how they are doing, and partly for them to have the experience of taking a timed test. I decided it might be a good idea to have them try some practice tests online. Yes, that was a very good idea! Despite having a math curriculum I really like, it appears that there are huge gaps in their education like, oh say, the entire subject of geometry? Honestly, I couldn't tell them what a vertex was either so I wasn't much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I generally do, I hopped online to look for resources. I found this great website www.ixl.com which has practice "tests" for subjects I have a hard time believing are really being covered in public schools in America. It's leveled by grade and gives the kids rewards for practice time, questions answered, and subjects mastered. Of course this isn't free, but they like it so much and are so motivated to do it that it's absolutely worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for finding new resources to fill in gaps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3995076717552207375?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3995076717552207375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3995076717552207375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3995076717552207375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3995076717552207375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2011/01/gaps.html' title='gaps'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8540237395877307966</id><published>2010-12-28T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:17:58.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curriculum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Homeschool in the Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you know me, you know that I wouldn't actually do homeschool in the woods. I'm not exactly an "outdoor" girl. No, that's the title of the history series we have fallen in love with. (yes, I just used a dangling participle. We don't do much grammar in our homeschool). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Christian lapbook series focused on American history, beginning with New World Explorers. We weren't exposed to it until a friend used some of the Colonial Times lapbook for pilgrim class in co-op. We did the American Revolution, were greatly saddened (or at least I was) when I realized that we hadn't taken advantage of the Early 19th Century (call me a dork, but I was confusing it with another century!), and have just finished the Civil War. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one of those "You know you're a homeschool mom" moments when I went online a month ago and was perfectly giddy when I saw that they had just completed the "Industrial Revolution through the Great Depression" lapbook. Perfect! Just in time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also have an Artists lapbook and a Composers lapbook (we learned so much from those!) and also Old and New Testament which we have not tried but are always tempting me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like them because they give us lots of fun projects to do and makes history come alive for the kids. The only downside is that the text is, well, textbook like, rather than a story. I prefer living books so I supplement with those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our new lapbook DVD arrives next week with some friends coming from the States. We can't wait! We're such homeschool geeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TR2P82r2p3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/byUlIO2qHpM/s320/P1030590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556755790879434610" /&gt;The cover of our lapbook - we took out some projects that are supposed to be in here, and put in some that are supposed to be in the notebook, so ours is a little crammed!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TR2P8aiSzuI/AAAAAAAAAVA/5nO69wCGpow/s320/P1030591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556755783323143906" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TR2P8JeJFQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2GOUNWtMFZs/s320/P1030592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556755778742326530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8540237395877307966?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8540237395877307966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8540237395877307966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8540237395877307966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8540237395877307966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/12/homeschool-in-woods.html' title='Homeschool in the Woods'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TR2P82r2p3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/byUlIO2qHpM/s72-c/P1030590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5535580979845879903</id><published>2010-12-28T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:21:04.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivate me</title><content type='html'>For 6 years I have homeschooled, and for 6 years I have pondered the question, "What motivates my son?" Megan is like me - internally motivated, driven like a little hamster on a wheel both to please me and to accomplish much. She's my above and beyond girl. But Ethan? Despite his compliance and general cooperative spirit, he just doesn't care too much about school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I gave him a D on his math test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only recently have I bothered with math tests, and not until Monday did I translate one of their scores into an actual grade. But looking at 13 out of 20 made me think, "That seems really low - what is it really?" None of his mistakes but one were caused by a lack of understanding (and honestly, that one I had to go back and review myself!). They were simply carelessness. As I look at our homeschool environment, it forced me to realize that my good efforts and desire to keep school relaxed and flexible may have swung the pendulum a little too far in that direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't feel badly about giving him a D because I knew it wasn't saying, "You really don't know this stuff." It was saying, "Up the ante kiddo - you can do better than this." I had no idea that it would be so motivating to him. Now he's asking me to grade everything - including spelling practice! He even suggested I give him two grades - one for whether or not he spelled the words correctly, and one for how neat his handwriting was. And even in 3 days, I have seen improvement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've hit on something here people. I really shouldn't be surprised. Hello? Who's their mother? I was all about grades. Now, granted, one of the reasons I like school is the freedom from things like that, but I think this is showing me the value of seeing the standard and letting it push us to do what we are capable of doing. Yay for finding motivators! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5535580979845879903?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5535580979845879903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5535580979845879903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5535580979845879903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5535580979845879903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/12/motivate-me.html' title='Motivate me'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8853656832495982280</id><published>2010-11-03T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:02:46.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No need to learn</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Megan started a particularly tedious chapter of math, 3 digit by 2 digit multiplication. Her teacher has taught her a different method than the one I was taught, so even sometimes I get confused. At one point she gave up and said, "You just do it for me!" &lt;div&gt;I was just about to remind her that if I did it for her, she wouldn't learn, and she jumped in with, "I don't CARE if I'm dumb!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess if you're content staying at this level of math forever, what can I say? But we persevered (through the first page, not the second) and if I'm not mistaken she's up there right now working on it herself. So I guess she decided she does want to improve. I'm so glad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8853656832495982280?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8853656832495982280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8853656832495982280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8853656832495982280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8853656832495982280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-need-to-learn.html' title='No need to learn'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4032263267646895495</id><published>2010-10-18T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:16:41.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explaining myself in another language</title><content type='html'>Taking my kids out in the middle of the day is always tricky, because it raises questions in peoples' minds, "Why aren't those children in school?" (to which, in my mind I think, "They are. Currently they are learning about grocery shopping.") At least in the States, if you tell them you are homeschooling, they understand. Well, they intellectually understand what you mean. They probably don't understand why, and that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here, where homeschooling is extremely rare, it requires a bit more explanation. Here's the conversation that went down at the carpet store last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women in the store: Why aren't your kids in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I teach them at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women in the store: (Silence. Blinking eyes. Crickets chirping. Questions forming). You teach them yourself?? But . . . do your children obey you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What kind of mother would I be if my kids didn't obey me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women in the store: (Chuckles, nodding). But, they listen to you as their teacher? Isn't that hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: If children listen to their teachers, they should listen to their parents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seemed to be a new concept for them to absorb, and an opportunity for me to realize again that educational philosophy isn't really in my Chinese vocabulary (I was already made aware of that when my chiropractor asked me about testing the kids. I couldn't begin to explain why I think testing is fairly useless).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think that having these conversations in America would be SO much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4032263267646895495?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4032263267646895495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4032263267646895495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4032263267646895495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4032263267646895495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/10/explaining-myself-in-another-language.html' title='Explaining myself in another language'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4362393109978774844</id><published>2010-08-30T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:23:06.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off and running</title><content type='html'>Ethan walked into the dining room yesterday and Megan said, "Ethan! Mommy made me a SPECIAL breakfast. And it's really FUN-NY!" So that seemed like a good start to our first day back (it was two halves of a buttered bagel for eyes, a few banana slices piled up as a nose and the rest of the slices for a mouth. They're easily amused).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of our morning wasn't quite as stellar, as we had to navigate around the sounds of drilling from inside our apartment (but we're thankful for the worker who continues to make our house a home). We didn't get through everything, which I wasn't expecting to do, but all in all it was a decent start. So we're off and running! (ok, maybe off and at a slow jog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4362393109978774844?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4362393109978774844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4362393109978774844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4362393109978774844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4362393109978774844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/08/off-and-running.html' title='Off and running'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2594379428614276532</id><published>2010-07-08T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T16:10:48.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason I'm glad I homeschool</title><content type='html'>Every once in awhile, I start to wonder if my kids are getting the best education by being homeschooled. I don't know, but I do know that there are things that remind me that for now, I'm glad they are not in certain current school systems (particularly those that are pushing academics too early at the expense of exploration and play). &lt;a href="http://www.youandyourchildshealth.org/youandyourchildshealth/articles/teaching%20our%20children.html"&gt;This article&lt;/a&gt; is one of those things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2594379428614276532?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2594379428614276532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2594379428614276532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2594379428614276532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2594379428614276532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-reason-im-glad-i-homeschool.html' title='Another reason I&apos;m glad I homeschool'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7128914230248684213</id><published>2010-05-22T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:24:54.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>We're looking at our last week of homeschool for the year. We could keep going, but I think we've had a good run and the kids have learned a lot. For example . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan has now mastered division and begun learning fractions. He can write a multi-paragraph story or report using an outline. His handwriting has improved greatly. His spelling has gone up a solid grade and a half. His drawing has improved. He has started learning how to inductively study the Bible. He's learned about the human body, drama, music, etiquette, being a peace-maker, and soccer in co-op. He's dabbled in the recorder and the piano. He's been learning Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan has breezed halfway through her multiplication book. She has started learning to write using outlines. She's learned cursive. Her spelling is off the charts (as is her reading). She's learned soccer, human body, pioneer days, Chinese characters, music and crafts in co-op. She's played piano. She's learning Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, we've made our way through American History. We've read lots of great books like Mr. Revere and I, and Carry On, Mr Bowditch. We've done lapbooks on Colonial Life and the American Revolution. We're cutting off the year at the Gold Rush. Next fall we'll pick it back up with the Civil War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, we've had a lot of time together. We've learned a lot about how to love each other better, how to be patient and kind to one another, how to lean on God for what we need each day. Another year of investment in my kids - it's been so worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7128914230248684213?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7128914230248684213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7128914230248684213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7128914230248684213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7128914230248684213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5396519503561498199</id><published>2010-04-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:15:52.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Home Stretch</title><content type='html'>Is it summer yet? I have to keep telling myself "no" because otherwise I would succumb to the temptation to call it good for the year. Probably the thing that keeps me from it is knowing that if I stopped doing school in the morning and let my kids enjoy the increasingly warm and beautiful days out in the courtyard, my neighbor (who homeschools her 5 kids) would kill me. If her kids look out the window and see that mine are outside, it's over for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason for this sudden desire to quit is that I was gone a week for work. Coming back and jumping straight back into routine (when my husband simultaneously left on another trip) was tough. Not to mention the fact that the kids are both doing quite well in all subjects, especially Megan. Permit me a "brag on my kid" moment to tell you that I gave them another diagnostic spelling test the other day to see how they are doing, and she scored at the 7th grade level. Ethan was just a few months behind. Can you blame me for thinking they've learned enough this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've promised myself that I (we) will persevere for at least another eight weeks. I'm going to sit down today with the kids and make a list of goals for the rest of the year - how far they want to get in math, reading, writing, history, and handwriting - so that we can see the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, my back really hurts today from an exercise injury yesterday. Can we play hooky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5396519503561498199?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5396519503561498199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5396519503561498199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5396519503561498199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5396519503561498199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-stretch.html' title='The Home Stretch'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3459072157526227972</id><published>2010-03-02T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:50:38.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggles'/><title type='text'>Lightbulbs going on</title><content type='html'>I am thankful that, for the most part, our kids haven't struggled much with any subject. Ethan was a bit of a reluctant reader at first, but we put it away for awhile and took it out later when he was ready. Other than that, it's been pretty easy to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I knew that the first place we would struggle would be math, because in teaching math I am like the blind leading the blind. Ok, maybe the legally blind leading the blind, but that doesn't up our odds much. Ethan is now doing long division - double digits into triple digits. And the thing is, the program we follow teaches it differently than how I learned. Try teaching a kid something you don't understand! In the teacher's defense, once I did figure it out, this makes more sense. The first two lessons this week were painful - working through each problem together, probably 5-10 minutes on each one. The key was that we pulled out the manipulative blocks and used those. Despite that help, I saw a long road ahead of us filled with numbers and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then day three, I noticed that Ethan was pulling the blocks out more quickly, and, if I wasn't mistaken, was enjoying the problems. I pointed this out to him and told him to stop, because math is not supposed to be FUN. If you don't know me, well, first of all I'm surprised you're reading this, but secondly, you should know that I am kidding. I kid like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he grabbed the blocks, headed off for a corner, and did the whole page without complaining. It was such a "this is why I do this" moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3459072157526227972?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3459072157526227972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3459072157526227972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3459072157526227972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3459072157526227972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/03/lightbulbs-going-on.html' title='Lightbulbs going on'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-898072113756966152</id><published>2010-02-27T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:13:27.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Note Taker</title><content type='html'>Monday was a red letter day because we did science experiments that ACTUALLY WORKED. That's right, folks, you heard it here first. It's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have proof! Megan decided to take notes while we were experimenting. At some points she was writing down everything I said, which got a little creepy even. I could tell you about the experiments, but if you click on the picture you can see what they were all about. I told her she was learning a great skill for the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/S4jviOnD-kI/AAAAAAAAANc/hlkCD70EaKA/s1600-h/science+experiment+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/S4jviOnD-kI/AAAAAAAAANc/hlkCD70EaKA/s320/science+experiment+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442863520993770050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want to know something wild? She spelled, "ethanoic" on her own! And I just noticed that a few of her actual spelling words are thrown in there too (piano, moose).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-898072113756966152?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/898072113756966152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=898072113756966152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/898072113756966152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/898072113756966152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2010/02/future-note-taker.html' title='Future Note Taker'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/S4jviOnD-kI/AAAAAAAAANc/hlkCD70EaKA/s72-c/science+experiment+%28Large%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3729462940776530880</id><published>2009-12-04T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:17:55.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>On reading to little (and not so little) ones</title><content type='html'>When Ethan was young, I wondered what I should be doing with him, given that we were living overseas and the options were not as obvious. The older homeschool moms and educators I met all said one thing, "Read to him. Read as long as he'll listen." Thankfully, that turned out to be a lot of time, as Ethan's attention span is vast. That helped a lot when I was pregnant with Megan and couldn't do much! We would grab a pile of books and read for up to an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was always a nagging voice in my head though that said, "Shouldn't you be doing MORE with him though?" Then today I found &lt;a href="http://voices.washingtonpost.com/answer-sheet/reading/why-it-is-so-important-to-read.html?wprss=answer-sheet"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; which encouraged me once again to say "no" to that little nagger. It also reminded me that I should never stop reading to my kids, even if they can read to themselves. Have you read to a kid today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3729462940776530880?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3729462940776530880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3729462940776530880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3729462940776530880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3729462940776530880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-reading-to-little-and-not-so-little.html' title='On reading to little (and not so little) ones'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3900376004685620044</id><published>2009-11-21T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:55:15.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Haiku</title><content type='html'>When he was in high school, my brother got on this haiku kick. He wrote a lot of them. Here's one I remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind blows through the trees&lt;br /&gt;It is blowing in the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Preparation H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know my brother, well, you should. Because he's funny like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is poetry day in our homeschool (at least in theory, if not always in practice) so I chose haiku this week. Thankfully I had other examples to present to the kids. I didn't have high hopes for our time because the kids generally gripe at writing (which kills me, the obsessive writer). But I was more than pleasantly surprised that not only did they write quickly and creatively, they enjoyed it! Ethan even did two. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring (by Ethan)&lt;br /&gt;Warm in my jacket&lt;br /&gt;Snowmen melting in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer (by Ethan)&lt;br /&gt;Shining sun so hot&lt;br /&gt;Hot sand and salty water&lt;br /&gt;Good fun at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rose (by Megan)&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful rose&lt;br /&gt;shiny and red, blooming bright&lt;br /&gt;with velvet petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for first goes. At least they stuck to nature instead of medicating cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3900376004685620044?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3900376004685620044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3900376004685620044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3900376004685620044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3900376004685620044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/11/haiku.html' title='Haiku'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3450131904474380789</id><published>2009-10-15T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:17:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschool from the couch</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately, having contracted the cold my kids had last week that kept them home from co-op. Yesterday it kept me home from co-op, and today it's keeping me on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter - thankfully the kids can do a lot of their schooling with a measure of independence, and when I can't be fully engaged, we pare it down. (Pare - that was one of their spelling words a few weeks ago. Good to see mom learned it too). So while I lay here, they peek in the door to the living room and say, "What next mom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the education I'd like them to have for the long haul, but it gets the three R's done for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3450131904474380789?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3450131904474380789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3450131904474380789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3450131904474380789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3450131904474380789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/homeschool-from-couch.html' title='Homeschool from the couch'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5937143902379224164</id><published>2009-09-17T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:14:35.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no crying in homeschool!</title><content type='html'>I just started teaching a friend's daughter to play piano. She's highly motivated and eager to please, so she's progressing quickly and our lessons are pleasant. One of the biggest reasons is because there is no crying. When I teach my own children, inevitably there is crying because they are frustrated that they cannot immediately play a new song well. It is, in fact, one of the most difficult parts of homeschool and the one I am most likely to farm out to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other time we're likely to see tears is the spelling test. Our kids both have perfectionistic streaks (hmm, I don't have to think long to figure out where that came from) and are competitive with each other. Add to that the fact that they are in the same level for spelling, and it means that if one of them gets one wrong (and the other doesn't), there are tears. Like right now. Ethan is in his room crying because he got 4 wrong out of 40 today - all careless mistakes he would not have made if he weren't trying to best his sister. He started the test before her, so I was giving them different words, and of course Megan was trying to catch up and Ethan was trying to finish first. Ok, so my bad and we won't ever do that again, but the crying is a little much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there are tears, I think of that line from League of Their Own, "There's no crying in baseball. There's no crying in baseball!!" And I think the same of homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reality is, there is crying, and I think it's probably good. It reminds me that what I get from having my kids at home with me is them being real. If they were in school, I doubt they'd cry. But they'd probably want to, and instead take that hurt and not be able to express it. It might come out later (probably in some other way that would make me think, "What on earth happened at school today?") or it might not. Whether it's tears, rudeness, anger, frustration - I'm glad it comes out at home, because I can actually address it (though the fact that I'm typing this instead of talking to Ethan shows I don't always want to address it right now). Yet another benefit of homeschool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5937143902379224164?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5937143902379224164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5937143902379224164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5937143902379224164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5937143902379224164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-crying-in-homeschool.html' title='There&apos;s no crying in homeschool!'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7186365786593660652</id><published>2009-08-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:36:25.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psst . . . your personality is showing</title><content type='html'>Our kids are currently hard at work drawing pictures of Native American housing, and the difference in their personalities couldn't be more clear. Ethan is busy replicating a Cahokian temple with his ruler, measuring the pictures and then drawing it carefully. Megan is drawing teepee after teepee so that she can continue decorating them in creative ways. It's fun to see their personalities come out in their work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7186365786593660652?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7186365786593660652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7186365786593660652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7186365786593660652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7186365786593660652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/psst-your-personality-is-showing.html' title='Psst . . . your personality is showing'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7435615507474727610</id><published>2009-08-17T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:24:11.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time again</title><content type='html'>Being away from the States this time of year makes it hard to feel like I should be starting up school again. There are no constant reminders in the stores to buy back to school supplies, though there was one "back to school" sale wall at Carrefour yesterday. It included things like a 10 pack of chopsticks for 2 kuai, two microfiber cloths for 15 kuai, and garbage bags for 1 kuai. What do Chinese kids do at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing driving me to start up again basically is the calendar. We will be traveling back to the States again this year for a few months, and I know the chances of us maintaining school time while we are there are slight, I thought we should get an early start so we don't have to do "year round school" come next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are schooling in a new location this year - new country, new apartment, new school room. This one has a rounded wall of windows that looks out over our little plot of backyard and across to a beautiful park. It's really quite a lovely view! We've filled our room with bookshelves, a table that folds flat on both sides, a tall IKEA desk, and two oversized bean bag chairs. Oh, and a hamster. I think she's going to go in Megan's room though because she's not contributing. After only two days she is the pint size equivalent of the ADD kid in the class - run on the wheel, chew on the bars, climb up the side of the cage, fall down, repeat. A bit distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back to using Sonlight this year for history. We'll see how it goes, because so far it doesn't take much time at all. That leaves room for creativity in adding other projects and reading which is fun. We're going to supplement with the Homeschool in the Woods Colonial Life lapbook so there's a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few weeks our co-op will start and I'm very excited! We haven't been part of a regular, structured co-op before. Since I'm new I don't have to teach - just assist - but I'm already thinking ahead to what I will teach in the spring. I think we're off to a good start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7435615507474727610?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7435615507474727610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7435615507474727610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7435615507474727610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7435615507474727610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5579716570799271826</id><published>2009-06-26T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:14:10.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is what it would be like . . .</title><content type='html'>I just heard Megan's sweet voice on her way out the door, "Bye mom!" It's 8:06 a.m., and truth be told it's a late start for her. Usually she and Ethan and their friends are outside playing by 7 these days. Partly it's because they're all early risers, partly it's because the daytime highs here are in the upper 90's so they have to make the most of the cooler part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the kids were out the door at 7:30. I saw them again at 4:30. They ate lunch at a friend's house and then she took them to the mall nearby for some play place and ice cream action. I was feeling a bit under the weather and I have to be around to check on the progress of our apartment painting, so I'm grateful for her ministry to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reflecting that this is what it would feel like if they were in school. Out the door at 7 or 8, back home at 3 or 4. To be honest, I don't like it. Certainly I am thankful that they have loads of time with good friends, but I can see the impact of less time with me. In fact, one of the other moms and I made an agreement that the kids would have "quiet home time" every afternoon after lunch so that we actually get to see them! But also to have quality time with them. So we spend it reading good books and playing games (usually "Ticket to Ride" which is our favorite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny - I always have had a curiosity about what it would be like if my kids were in school. I thought I'd love the freedom, the alone time. I do of course, but I never realized how much I'd miss my kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5579716570799271826?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5579716570799271826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5579716570799271826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5579716570799271826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5579716570799271826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-this-is-what-it-would-be-like.html' title='So this is what it would be like . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7049461968201063855</id><published>2009-04-28T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:34:31.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Home Stretch</title><content type='html'>When I ran that 10K in March, the torturous part of it was that in the end, we ran past the finish line half a block away on our right, but then had to continue running around a giant city block in order to reach it. The block was an open field, so we could see the finish line the whole time, but still weren't there. When I finally got to that last 1/2 block, I had intended to give a last burst of energy to knock off a few seconds. But, whether it was the fact that I saw I had run much faster than anticipated, or the fact that I just had nothing left, I slugged my way to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about how I feel right now with homeschool. We have just three weeks left (technically we should have four if we're trying to do a 36 week year) before the movers come and take us to another country. I decided that trying to do anything that week or thereafter would be akin to trying to swim upstream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's making it difficult to continue is that a) the kids are well ahead of where they "should" be for their grade levels in most subjects, and b) I'm just kind of tired of this, and so are they. We are basically finished with our history book except that we kept out the chapters on China so we could have a China unit before we move there. We've come to the point in our Bible reading where the Acts of the Apostles are just a little boring for a 7 and 9 year old. I just decided that I don't like the language arts we've been doing and picked up a new curriculum (I know - three weeks out, what am I thinking?!?) but don't want to dive in yet. Piano needs some time to simmer. Can you see why I'm slowing down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably a good thing, given that the next few weeks will be crazy with doing last minute things, but I had hoped to finish well, not just stumble over the finish line. But so it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7049461968201063855?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7049461968201063855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7049461968201063855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7049461968201063855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7049461968201063855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-stretch.html' title='The Home Stretch'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-987002060006606613</id><published>2009-04-06T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:10:56.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curriculum'/><title type='text'>You just never know . . .</title><content type='html'>When it comes to curriculum, most of the time it feels like a shot in the dark. I'm always surprised by what connects for my kids and what doesn't. But when I come across something that does, it's such a joy to watch them light up and take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, it was Megan. I found this story starters page on Scholastic, and showed it to the kids. Ethan basically shrugged and walked away, but Megan sat down and had me type out a two page story about hamsters who climb Mount Everest. Then she wrote a letter to a friend about a stinky cowboy who sings. Today, she couldn't wait for homeschool to get over so she could do more. She wrote four stories on her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get the kids to write stories all year. They're ok with it, but never has one of them jumped on it like this. You just never know what's going to catch their interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-987002060006606613?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/987002060006606613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=987002060006606613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/987002060006606613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/987002060006606613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-just-never-know.html' title='You just never know . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2454104933511583382</id><published>2009-04-02T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:45:11.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expat living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life learning'/><title type='text'>A Different Skill Set</title><content type='html'>My kids couldn't swing on their own until they were about 6 years old. I think that's probably later than usual, but in their defense, they didn't have much exposure to swings until that time. Asia, particularly China, is relatively swingless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, our kids are fairly adept at using chopsticks, they could swim like fish at an early age, and they can navigate airport security and customs without assistance. Overseas living develops a different skill set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished yet another (and I think finally successful!) lesson in "How to Tie Our Shoes." It's hard to believe that kids who are 9 and almost 7 don't know how to tie their shoes, but consider this: aside from the annoying habit of shoe companies making shoes with velcro almost exclusively, our kids have spent the last five years in a country where only sandals are required. On top of that, they are homeschooled. They are barefoot most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our two months spent in the States last winter, finally wearing something other than sandals with consistency, convinced me that it's been long enough. It's just in time too, since we will shortly be moving back to China, where there is more shoe variety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2454104933511583382?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2454104933511583382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2454104933511583382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2454104933511583382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2454104933511583382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/04/different-skill-set.html' title='A Different Skill Set'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5164640205512092938</id><published>2009-03-25T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:46:23.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Red Letter Day</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my last post, I've been praying and thinking a lot lately about how to encourage our kids to reach their potential, and for wisdom in knowing what that is. It's been on my heart because Megan is highly self-motivated and is whipping through her school work with lightning speed. She's easily 2 grades ahead of herself, and catching up to Ethan in most subjects. Ethan is somewhat bothered by this, but is unmotivated to work harder than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So part of my prayer is seeing where Ethan is excelling so I can affirm his strengths. Yesterday it was easy to do. The previous day I had the kids practice printing s, e, r, and a, because they had both become a bit sloppy in them. Ethan took it to heart, and yesterday his printing was excellent! You could see he'd really put in some effort. Later, I had the kids try to copy Monet's "Impression: Sunrise" painting (which I love). I gave them chalk pastels and said, "You don't have to copy it exactly. I just want you to try to follow the colors he used and blend them like he did." Ethan came in later with a picture that looked strikingly like the original! We ended our day finishing up reports we are doing for presentation day Friday. At first Ethan was stuck, not sure how to put his notes about hippos down on paper. When I took over typing for him, he was able to organize them into a paper more easily. He then got excited about printing hippo pictures that corresponded to his work, and pasted them into a folder with a introduction on the front and his paper on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an encouraging day for me as well as for him. I feel like God opened my eyes a little to how well both our kids are doing. It's probably been there all along and the difference is that I was looking for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5164640205512092938?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5164640205512092938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5164640205512092938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5164640205512092938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5164640205512092938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-letter-day.html' title='Red Letter Day'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7897077975662988446</id><published>2009-03-24T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:46:40.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool philosophy'/><title type='text'>How much is enough?</title><content type='html'>So, what curriculum would you recommend for a 23 month old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the question someone just posed on the homeschool website here. I have to shake my head at this, but from a cultural standpoint I can understand the pressure this mom feels. Kids start school full time here at age 2, going through four years of preschool before primary 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ethan was young (starting around age 3) I did start actively focusing on teaching him things. Each week I chose a theme like "Space" and searched the internet for activities and books we could use covering that topic. But the focus here is much more academic. If kids aren't reading fluently by age 4, parents feel they've failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homeschool friends and I have been talking about concept lately - where should our standard be? It seems the international schools here (the ones that are "IB" accredited) have standards that are off the charts. Kids are pushed to the limit. Then I hear that schools in the US are sub-standard, not challenging kids enough. I have spent a lot of time in prayer lately, asking God to show me just where our schooling should fall. I want our kids to be challenged, and to reach their full potential. I need God's wisdom in seeing what that is, and I know that He will show me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7897077975662988446?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7897077975662988446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7897077975662988446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7897077975662988446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7897077975662988446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-much-is-enough.html' title='How much is enough?'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3887604211041555164</id><published>2009-03-09T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:46:56.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><title type='text'>What a homeschool mom thing to do</title><content type='html'>I just lost something that I've had for more than 20 years. It was a silver filling. It had to come out because it was in a tooth that has had a crack for 15 years, and the crack finally formed a cavity. My dentist deemed it necessary to take out the silver part as well to make sure he got the entire filling. My thoughts went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! I'll ask him if I can keep it, so I can take it home and show the kids. We can talk about how they used to make them that way, but they've made them better now. We can talk about how technology changes over time. I can use Megan's Playdough Monkey Dentist to make a tooth, and show them how he drilled out the old stuff and filled in the new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was done, the left side of my face was so numb I looked like a stroke victim, or like someone who's had too much Botox. That was the part that was most interesting to the kids when I got home, so much so that Ethan took a picture, which I would post but the batteries in the camera just went dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a homeschool mom thing to do or what? Turn everything into a learning experience. I seriously thought about bringing them so they could watch, but I thought they'd either be bored or terrified. That's the fun thing about homeschool though. Learning isn't just about academics. It's about learning character, life skills, relational skills, how things work, why we do what we do, what the world is like. There are just some things that are learned better outside of the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3887604211041555164?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3887604211041555164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3887604211041555164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3887604211041555164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3887604211041555164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-homeschool-mom-thing-to-do.html' title='What a homeschool mom thing to do'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4423165414831465200</id><published>2009-03-08T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:47:17.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Dabbling in art</title><content type='html'>One of the subjects I am not confident in teaching is art. I mean sure, I can put paint or pastels or other fun mediums in front of children and they'll make something. But helping them develop their skills - well, that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I started taking pictures of the art we've done and I thought, "This may not be fantastic, but it's fun." One of the things we've started lately is doing an artist study, though quite slowly. Once a week we pull out a painting by Monet (I printed some off the internet) and we talk about it. They seem to enjoy this, mostly. Then we either try to make it ourselves, or we try to use a similar technique. At other times, we've done projects from the book Discovering Great Artists. Here's some of their work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried doing watercolor on wet paper to show how the colors soften and blend, then later when it's dry doing darker colors over it. I did the umbrella for him, and Ethan added the interesting blotches in the ocean after it was dry (to see what would happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS7ksPaUwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8x63-JJqgBI/s1600-h/beach+watercolor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS7ksPaUwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8x63-JJqgBI/s320/beach+watercolor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311076099602141954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading about Van Gogh, we tried making his Sunflower painting with crumpled gouache  paper and chalk pastels, over which they painted watercolor. Ethan chose black for his background. Megan, of course, chose pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS7Z9-iMuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uRGuoioDnvg/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+sunflower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS7Z9-iMuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uRGuoioDnvg/s320/Ethan%27s+sunflower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311075915384632034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS6B82_NhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7K6J8j7f0Ds/s1600-h/Megan%27s+sunflower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS6B82_NhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7K6J8j7f0Ds/s320/Megan%27s+sunflower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311074403256055314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when Megan said she wanted to try Monet's Japanese Garden. I helped her quite a bit with mixing the colors (my kids are pretty concrete sequential - they just want to do straight up colors that are mixed well - I was trying to get them to be a little more free). I also helped her with some of the background, but the bridge is all her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS51pV7mcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yZ9uP1lEsg8/s1600-h/japanese+bridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS51pV7mcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yZ9uP1lEsg8/s320/japanese+bridge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311074191858702786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Megan's try at Waterlilies by Monet. I helped her some with the placement of the flowers, but mostly this is her work. She really enjoys painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS5rIRLS3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/SFxuiphEvwY/s1600-h/waterlilies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS5rIRLS3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/SFxuiphEvwY/s320/waterlilies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311074011181697906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4423165414831465200?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4423165414831465200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4423165414831465200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4423165414831465200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4423165414831465200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/03/dabbling-in-art.html' title='Dabbling in art'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SbS7ksPaUwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8x63-JJqgBI/s72-c/beach+watercolor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4261081128696905076</id><published>2009-02-17T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:47:41.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>Kid's Picks - February</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SZufLcei37I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UTyiY5hoqcc/s1600-h/KidsPicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SZufLcei37I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UTyiY5hoqcc/s320/KidsPicks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008005130575794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we picked up a book I brought back from the States called Rascal, by Sterling North. I have a suspicion that this is a classic - if nothing else, it isn't new! It was published in 1963 and appears to be a true story. But it's new to me, and the kids, and we're loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rascal is the story of a boy who finds a baby raccoon and raises it as a pet. Raccoons are intelligent and curious creatures, which is leading to all kinds of interesting adventures. Our favorite part so far was when Rascal was given his first sugar cube. In true raccoon fashion, he tried to meticulously wash his sugar cube in his milk. He didn't make that mistake twice! Ethan was greatly amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapters are a bit long, and the vocabulary is a challenge. I've given up trying to define new words for the kids (gosh, there are some words he uses that I'm a little uncertain on!) and am just letting them absorb it. I'm thankful that it's not dumbed down for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading about baby raccoons led to some impromptu online searches about how big they are, and how fast they grow. It's also fun that it takes place in Wisconsin, so close to where our family is from.&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gina/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gina/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4261081128696905076?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4261081128696905076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4261081128696905076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4261081128696905076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4261081128696905076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-picks-february.html' title='Kid&apos;s Picks - February'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SZufLcei37I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UTyiY5hoqcc/s72-c/KidsPicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-218810459011864315</id><published>2009-01-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:49:09.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>Creative Journal for Children</title><content type='html'>In my on-going quest to help our kids not only be good writers, but enjoy writing creatively and expressively, I picked up The Creative Journal for Children, by Lucia Capacchione (and I got it really inexpensively! If I could remember how I did that I would share it with you, but I don't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted my kids to be in the habit of journaling each day, but I dreaded what I thought would be the inevitable, "I don't know what to write!" This book solves that by giving suggestions for journaling that start simply with allowing the children to draw what they are thinking. Now, honestly, I thought this would be worse for Megan because while she enjoys writing, she is not a confident artist. I don't know what it is though - maybe the option of drawing and/or writing each day, but they both really enjoy it! When I said it was journal time today Ethan said, "What do we have to do for it?" in a tone that implied he was excited. They've needed very little prompting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author suggests parents and teachers to allow the journals to be private so as to encourage kids to be as open as possible. I told the kids they didn't have to show me their journals, but so far they have wanted to do so. I'm glad because it was fun to see that on the day Megan was supposed to write about how she was feeling she wrote, "My neck hurts. I don't really feel anything today. But I feel sort of sleepy." Not exactly mining the depths, but I am so excited that daily journaling could be something the kids do without complaining and even enjoy! (this is after only a few days though, so ask me again in a week what they think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topics in the book are meant to help the kids be more self-aware and expressive, which is my goal in journaling (rather than the actual act of writing - they do enough of that in other school work). If you're looking for something like that too, you might want to check this out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-218810459011864315?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/218810459011864315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=218810459011864315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/218810459011864315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/218810459011864315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/01/creative-journal-for-children.html' title='Creative Journal for Children'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-431039715931605580</id><published>2009-01-21T01:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:48:26.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><title type='text'>I Didn't Anticipate This</title><content type='html'>We came back to Singapore at the loveliest time. There's a span of a few weeks some time in January and February when the rainy season is over but the breezes linger. We can leave the windows open all day and enjoy the fresh air. If only it could stay this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped back into homeschool this morning, and I found a strange reluctance, even a sense that something was wrong. I then realized what it was - it feels like summer! It feels like a nice Minnesota summer day, so why on earth should we be doing school? Never mind that we just spent essentially a month playing hooky there and we really need to get cranking on the books again. I've been highly trained to associate this weather with no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, either I'll get over it soon or I'll have to make myself get over it soon. It's back to school time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-431039715931605580?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/431039715931605580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=431039715931605580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/431039715931605580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/431039715931605580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-anticipate-this.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Anticipate This'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-607179347581613305</id><published>2009-01-08T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:43:42.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude behavior'/><title type='text'>An abundance of patience</title><content type='html'>When I tell people I homeschool, one of the most frequent comments I get in response is something like, "Oh wow - I could never homeschool. I'm just not that patient." I don't usually respond to this. If I do, I mutter something about God helping me. They are unconvinced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what makes me laugh about this comment is that it implies that I AM patient. Like I sat around thinking, "I am SO patient. In fact, I think I might have too much patience. Where can I find an outlet for this excess of tolerance? Ah yes, I will homeschool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that really, people aren't thinking through this comment at all. They just want to distance themselves from the idea of it with what seems like a plausible excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has come to mind again this week because we picked up homeschooling again after a long than expected break (there was just too much travel in December!) and I am finding once again that my reserve of patience is nowhere near what I need for this task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should only the patient homeschool? Or should those who homeschool (or parent, or nurse, or drive, or cook, or live in any way) find what is needed in Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord will guide you always. He will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a stream whose rivers never fail." Isaiahd 58:11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-607179347581613305?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/607179347581613305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=607179347581613305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/607179347581613305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/607179347581613305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2009/01/abundance-of-patience.html' title='An abundance of patience'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-119714512676619493</id><published>2008-12-19T05:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:45:31.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life learning'/><title type='text'>Homeschool? What's that?</title><content type='html'>We're several weeks into our visit to America, and homeschool has mostly gone out the window. Or has it? They've been consuming books like crazy (we're in the land of free and abundant libraries!). They've been learning how to play and live in a cold climate. They're developing their relationships with family they see about once a year. Last week they learned how to ski in Vermont. They're discovering what it's like to live in a different culture. So has the learning stopped? No. I guess it's just changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-119714512676619493?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/119714512676619493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=119714512676619493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/119714512676619493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/119714512676619493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/homeschool-whats-that.html' title='Homeschool? What&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2332222431386107343</id><published>2008-12-05T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:45:56.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>BFS #112 - America’s Favorite Dessert - J-E-L-L-O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro:  America’s Favorite Dessert J-E-L-L-O - &lt;/strong&gt;What we read affects what we believe.  When we feed the Scriptures in our spirit, faith comes alive and becomes a living force within you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Write about your favorite ‘faith food’.  Tell about the books of the Bible that you read that help to build your faith.  Nurture the seeds of faith inside you.  ex: Acorns become Oak trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny that you ask that this week, because I just made the decision to lead a study on Ephesians next semester at our church. Why Ephesians? Because one of the most significant and life changing aspects of my relationship with God is understanding my identity in Christ - who I am as His child, my authority as a believer, my value and uniqueness in Him. And all of that is wrapped up in Ephesians. Chapter 1 is alone says we've been "chosen, blessed, predestined, adopted, redeemed, forgiven, sealed." I also go to Ephesians when I'm feeling spiritual battle, to remind myself that because of what God has done for me, I can stand firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite book of mine is 2 Corinthians. I know, it seems a little random, but it tells us about how God has made us competent in Christ, how He uses our trials to strengthen us and show His glory through us, how God multiplies our giving. Probably my favorite verse is 1:20, "For all the promises of God find their Yes in him (Jesus). That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory." Whatever God promises us, He will fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really enjoy Deuteronomy. I suppose it isn't usually on peoples' favorites list, but a few years ago I spent a semester studying it, and the theme that I walked away from it with was, "Do not forget the Lord." For someone like me, who tends toward self-sufficiency, it's always a good reminder that I desperately need God, and if I feel like I don't, either I'm not stepping out in faith, or I have just lost my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm discouraged and need some instant juice, I'm most likely to go to the Psalms of David. I love his honesty. His psalms often begin with a lament of, "God where are you? What are you doing?" but they end with, "You're God, and you're good." I want to model the same transparency with Him - not hiding my emotions, not pretending everything is fine, not trying to wriggle out of my difficulties until I'm honest with God in how I feel. I know he can take it. But once I've poured out my heart, I want to honor Him by bringing myself back to the truth of who He is in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reminder of the power of scripture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2332222431386107343?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2332222431386107343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2332222431386107343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2332222431386107343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2332222431386107343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/bfs-112-americas-favorite-dessert-j-e-l.html' title='BFS #112 - America’s Favorite Dessert - J-E-L-L-O'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-487196513594992915</id><published>2008-11-20T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:46:18.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Assignment #110 - Computers Help People Help People (IBM)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Century Gothic; text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Share some of your favorite homeschooling sites.  The only “rule” for this assignment is that you have to list at least one “free” site.  Many homeschooling families have made the choice to live on very little income to do what they believe is best for their children and I want everyone to be able to benefit from this assignment.  If you have other sites that are “paid” sites, feel free to include these also as it might be something someone would really appreciate.  If you feel led, share your curriculum choices with us.  I always love to learn what is out there that I don’t already know about.  Please make sure to include links to the sites you share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we live on a limited income, I don't stress much about finding free stuff on the internet. I think that any money we invest in curriculum is well worth it, especially great living books we'll read again and again. But I do love finding helpful resources on the internet for things like art, music, books, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent way too much time finding great sites on the internet - it always seems like one site leads to five more! Sometimes I've felt almost manic as my excitement over finding new resources builds to a boiling point - look at all these possibilities!!! And knowing that other people are posting about sites I might not know yet makes me giddy (but not in the Singaporean way, which means "dizzy").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some of the sites I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vegsource.com/homeschool/"&gt;Vegsource&lt;/a&gt; This is actually a vegan website. I am not vegan, but it has a great used curriculum page where I have found many things I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolmom.com/"&gt;The Homeschool Mom&lt;/a&gt; This website has lots of fun free things, including a newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artprojectsforkids.org/"&gt;Art Projects for Kids&lt;/a&gt; I have had so much fun using this website - she regularly posts art activities for kids that are easy and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.books4yourkids.com/"&gt;Children's Books: What, When and How to Read Them&lt;/a&gt;  This woman does not appear to be a believer, but I LOVE books, and she has given me a lot of leads on good books for our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/"&gt;Squidoo &lt;/a&gt; This is a place where people can upload information about anything, so if you go to the main site and search on homeschool, you'll find over 750 pages! I found it while looking for information on how to lapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolshare.com/"&gt;Homeschool Share &lt;/a&gt;If you're into lapbooks and unit studies, this has a ton of free resources! I am just getting into them, so it's been a good introduction for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing - if you aren't familiar with the Usborne Internet Linked series, you should check it out! We have the history and science books (We use Story of the World for history, which references pages from Usborne History in each chapter).  Granted Usborne is NOT written from a Christian perspective, but the kids have loved looking up the links to pages they've learned about. Recently we found several sites from it about the human body that had fun games and interesting videos. Plus, for my very visual learner, it gives great pictures to put with our stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-487196513594992915?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/487196513594992915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=487196513594992915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/487196513594992915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/487196513594992915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/assignment-110-computers-help-people.html' title='Assignment #110 - Computers Help People Help People (IBM)'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3942307065701895706</id><published>2008-11-18T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:47:00.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool philosophy'/><title type='text'>The Importance of Play</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note_redirect.php?note_id=39328420582&amp;amp;h=7e9c93f40eed68b0b866a65c6eb76db9&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.msnbc.msn.com%2Fid%2F27789613%2F" target="_blank" title="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27789613/"&gt;this interesting article&lt;/a&gt; this morning about the negative effects of school age kids not having enough time to play anymore. If your kids are in school, I highly recommend you read it! One thing it mentions is that the experts feel a lack of play contributes to diminished innovation and creative skills. Let me say that Singapore is evidence of the truth of this article! The kids in school here are pushed SO hard. All free time is wrapped up in "tuitions" (extra classes) with no time to be kids. The result is a society that is intellectually solid, but lacking in creative and initiative taking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more and more convinced these days that homeschooling is a great thing. Sometimes I wonder if we shouldn't do more work, since homeschool usually only takes up half the day. Reading this article reminded me that all that play time is a necessary part of their development.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3942307065701895706?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3942307065701895706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3942307065701895706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3942307065701895706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3942307065701895706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/importance-of-play.html' title='The Importance of Play'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7843847083571231206</id><published>2008-11-14T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:47:16.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>I Did It Again</title><content type='html'>I told you that background wouldn't last for long. How could it when they posted a hoard of NEW Christmas templates like this one? I didn't like the last one because you couldn't read much of the text at once, or see a full picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a new background, and it's making me excited to head back to the land of snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7843847083571231206?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7843847083571231206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7843847083571231206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7843847083571231206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7843847083571231206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it-again.html' title='I Did It Again'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4391068093004830334</id><published>2008-11-14T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:42:47.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>BFS Assignment #109 We Bring Good Things To Life (GE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Share a field trip/lifestyle learning experience where you really felt you were bringing good things to life for your children, where something came alive for them, or ignited a passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm late with my assignment this week because I've been wracking my brain trying to think of some outing we went on that ignited a passion. We've been on lots of outings. Most memorable includes paper making in Mae Sa Valley outside of Chiang Mai, Thailand, taking a kampong tour where we saw how rubber trees produce in Desaru, Malaysia, and touring a granite quarry in Vermont. And our children have many passions, among them writing, reading, Legos, building, archery, fishing, splashing in rivers, mothering (that would be one of Megan's), history, science, crafts, music, and China. But it's hard to connect any of these with a specific outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can see the genesis of one passion which wasn't in a homeschool specific context. Erik took Ethan with him to visit some friends one summer, where Ethan was exposed to fishing for the first time. It's something I never would have done myself because I'm not a fisherman and neither was my dad. But he was hooked, no pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4ew2xAKFI/AAAAAAAAACM/0dzHv8v9x1E/s1600-h/IMG_2839+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4ew2xAKFI/AAAAAAAAACM/0dzHv8v9x1E/s320/IMG_2839+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268682438753658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He could do this all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4ea_j0bbI/AAAAAAAAACE/qfOa12qewuo/s1600-h/IMG_4229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4ea_j0bbI/AAAAAAAAACE/qfOa12qewuo/s320/IMG_4229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268682063157161394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan's not as big of a fan of fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4hQdFbJrI/AAAAAAAAACc/E8xCnBJ_2eU/s1600-h/IMG_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SR4hQdFbJrI/AAAAAAAAACc/E8xCnBJ_2eU/s320/IMG_0767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268685180639061682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where we often find Megan with pen in hand, either copying something or composing her own stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to think though that one of these days who knows what experience will spark a life long passion in them. We'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4391068093004830334?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4391068093004830334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4391068093004830334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4391068093004830334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4391068093004830334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/bfs-assignment-109-we-bring-good-things.html' title='BFS Assignment #109 We Bring Good Things To Life (GE)'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-777475892010168653</id><published>2008-11-12T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:14:29.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>Whales on Stilts: book review</title><content type='html'>In my endless quest for information (I'm like #5 from Short Circuit, "Need input!") I stumble across various blogs, which I add to my google reader list. Yours might be one of them, you never know. But anyway, one of them is the site of a woman who regularly reviews kid's books. One of the books she recommended was Whales on Stilts, by M.T. Anderson. So we picked it up last week at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan quickly lost interest due to the minimal number of pictures, but Ethan and I enjoyed it. I think you probably have to have a bit of a wacky sense of humor (and I do) to appreciate the way this book is written, but even if you don't, you have to give it kudos for creativity. The plot is somewhat ridiculous, but at no point does it insist that you take it seriously. Ethan easily could have read it himself - though a good sized chapter book, the print was spaced well. But as usual he preferred that I read it. Some of the joking went past Ethan, but it wasn't inappropriate for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fun read aloud, and a great reader for kids who are at a 3rd grade level or so. Ethan's asking for the sequel, which is always a good sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-777475892010168653?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/777475892010168653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=777475892010168653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/777475892010168653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/777475892010168653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/whales-on-stilts-book-review.html' title='Whales on Stilts: book review'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2699079707711429494</id><published>2008-11-06T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:47:49.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>BFS #108 - Quality is Job #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quality is Job #1 (Ford)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment: &lt;/strong&gt;My family and I rarely do anything apart from each other. We don’t really have quality time together because all our time is together. We feel like the more special moments are when we have dinner together or when we worship God together. For this assignment, tell how you and your family spend QUALITY time together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think there's a bit difference between time together and quality time together. I do spend most of my time with my kids, but I know I am not always focused on them. I may be trying to shoot out an email, or distracted by my task list while they are trying to get me to engage with them. I find that the times when I tell myself, "There is nothing else in the world right now that is important other than being with my kids" I feel a great sense of freedom and enjoyment of them. If only I would remember that all the time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the ways we've been trying to pursue making our time together fun and memorable is doing family active games together (this also doubles as phy ed time!). A few weeks ago we had a rousing game of "Run For Your Life!" which is something like what we used to play as kids when we hid, ran for "base" and yelled, "Oly Oly Oxen Free!" Now that I think about it, why on earth did we yell that? Anyway, Run For Your Life was great but now that rainy season has hit, and daddy's had a heavy travel month, we've brought our game times back inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most popular game of late has been balloon volleyball. We connect the backs of two chairs with a rope and hit the balloon back and forth - you probably could have figured that out on your own without my explanation. What's funny to me is that because we basically don't have rules regarding how many times you can hit it, or even having to keep it off the ground, it's really just a game of "keep the balloon in the air." But the kids aren't complaining so why quibble the small stuff? It's become an almost daily activity lately. I confess I leave most of the moving to the kids who are sweaty and worn out by the time they're done, although last night Ethan and I had a pretty heated game that resulted in my arms feeling a little sore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's fun to hit on an activity that is quick, easy, and everyone enjoys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SRRG3OA1utI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M68qrBH2nOE/s1600-h/balloon+volleyball+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SRRG3OA1utI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M68qrBH2nOE/s320/balloon+volleyball+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265911778771319506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SRREXHjh-vI/AAAAAAAAABs/57pa6ErTNpQ/s1600-h/balloon+volleyball4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SRREXHjh-vI/AAAAAAAAABs/57pa6ErTNpQ/s320/balloon+volleyball4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265909028258708210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realize this doesn't look like a family activity - where are mom and dad? Dad was on a business trip and I'm taking the picture. But usually we're all involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2699079707711429494?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2699079707711429494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2699079707711429494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2699079707711429494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2699079707711429494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/intro-quality-is-job-1-ford-assignment.html' title='BFS #108 - Quality is Job #1'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3325387309103527195</id><published>2008-11-05T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:48:07.889-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool philosophy'/><title type='text'>Life is learning</title><content type='html'>My first exposure to homeschool came before I was even married. One summer day, feeling lonely, I walked across the street to introduce myself to the family I knew worked in another ministry on campus. The door was answered by a wonderful woman, Dee, who became mentor and friend to me in the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had three sweet little girls and one on the way, and she homeschooled them. I watched Dee parent them and talk about homeschooling - she mentioned how the smallest thing like seeing a firetruck drive by, or them watching her bake, was an opportunity for learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lesson came back to me today when my son, who had been occupied measuring the living room furniture said, "Mom, do we have to go back to homeschool now?" We had read a book called Measuring Penny about a girl who measures her dog in every possible way, so the kids had grabbed tape measures and were hard at work measuring different things.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Ethan, you've been doing homeschool!" After all, he was learning, just at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I often hear is, "homeschooling is not school at home." In other words, you aren't trying to recreate what they'd have at school. But my personality demands structure, as does my time conscious son's, so while I want us to have an atmosphere of learning, I do find that I have a starting and stopping point each day. Part of my reasoning in that is that I want my kids to learn structure and how to be engaged in an activity for a prescribed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I reflect on our detour this morning, or the fact that right now Ethan is learning what happens when you burn rubberbands (yes, with permission - it's science!), or that earlier he observed the water tension on top of a cup of water and spend time reading about surface tension on the internet (more science!) I'm reminded that their learning isn't restricted to "school time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3325387309103527195?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3325387309103527195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3325387309103527195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3325387309103527195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3325387309103527195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-learning.html' title='Life is learning'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8932067660303824760</id><published>2008-10-30T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:48:38.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>* BFS Assignment #107- When There’s No Tomorrow (Mercury) *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We only have today. Should God take you today, have you accomplished everything that you wanted to, needed to. Have you said all the things that needed to be said?  Let’s have no regrets, let’s make sure we get to those things, so that when we’re standing before the Lord, the only thing we need to do is to worship him.. and not regret not getting to that thing on our to do list. Stop - go take care of that thing…. then, come tell  us what you choose to share. Don’t embarrass yourself or any of your loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest - when I think about standing in heaven, I have a hard time imagining that I will have any thoughts of this life at all. But if I do, I imagine it will only be not spending more of my energy on knowing Him and making Him known to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that this topic came up, because one night earlier this week, after I'd shut off the light, I scribbled this thought in the dark, "What will I regret doing or not doing in my life?" But the things I wrote down aren't things to be done in a day. They are habits of heart and mind, like, "Making the most of my relationships, especially with Erik and the kids" and, "Spending more time with God than I do on the internet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good reminder to me today as I am weary from another week of Erik being away, and I'm tempted to find a media babysitter for my kids and curl up in a ball til he gets back. But I know in the long run the time I spend with my kids is something I won't regret. That's why I took this picture of my daughter wearing my shoes - this is my "tomorrow" shot. Someday she'll fill these shoes and the things I do today will impact the woman who fills them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SQp6_IaJI1I/AAAAAAAAABk/i51R5Civ3ws/s1600-h/IMG_2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/SQp6_IaJI1I/AAAAAAAAABk/i51R5Civ3ws/s320/IMG_2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263154339543327570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8932067660303824760?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8932067660303824760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8932067660303824760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8932067660303824760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8932067660303824760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/bfs-assignment-107-when-theres-no.html' title='* BFS Assignment #107- When There’s No Tomorrow (Mercury) *'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5126492957617098567</id><published>2008-10-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:50:25.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #107 - Have It Your Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memory Verse: Isaiah 40: 1- Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;“Have It Your Way” (Burger King)  - &lt;/strong&gt;As cooler weather approaches and the winter eases into our doors I like to lounge by the fire after a hot shower.  I love to make soups that are brimming with a rich and full flavor.  In our home there’s nothing better than a hot bowl of soup or and a hot cup of coffee or cocoa on a cold winter night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt; Tell us all about how your have “your” relaxing time, more especially how during the cooler months you take time to curl up with your favorite movie, book, Bible study, and what your favorite warm drink would be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My passport is ready for pick up. After 10 years my old one was filled with nearly 100 entry and exit stamps and visas, and two sets of additional pages because the old ones were filled. I'm incredibly thankful for all the opportunities we have had to travel, and to live in two fascinating countries outside our home culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet of all the places I've traveled, if I truly want to relax the best place anywhere is at my parent's house back in Rochester, MN. True, if I want to relax after a tough day a hot bath and a good book are a great thing, as is a cup of Russian Tea (I'll post the recipe below). But there's something about my parent's house that makes every care seem far away. Maybe it's because my parents are easy going people who open their home to others. Maybe it's because there are lots of cozy spots throughout the house, and always a book within reach (my parents gave me my love for books!). Maybe it's because their attention to my kids means I can relax knowing they're in good hands. All I know is that I feel the most comfortable there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alas, their house is 6,000 miles from mine. To my joy, in only about a month I will be relaxing there again while winter swirls around outside. We'll have fires in the fireplace and I'll play carols on the piano. We'll go outside and get chilly, and come back inside for hot cocoa. It'll be glorious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But one thing all my travel has taught me is that even though I can experience great comfort here, it is not my home. C.S. Lewis said, "Our Father will refresh us with many pleasant inns on the journey, but he would not encourage us to mistake them for home." In heaven I will find my truest and deepest rest and comfort. So I guess I'm thankful that I retain this feeling of unrootedness that I've developed from living overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Russian Tea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/2 cup instant tea powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     2 cups orange-flavored drink mix (e.g. Tang)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     3 ounces lemonade-flavor drink powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     3/4 cup white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/2 teaspoon ground allspice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/4 teaspoon ground cloves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Mix all ingredients together. Add 2-3T of the mix for each cup of hot water. I don't care much for tea, but I could drink this forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5126492957617098567?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5126492957617098567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5126492957617098567' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5126492957617098567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5126492957617098567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-friend-school-assignment-107.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #107 - Have It Your Way'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5119118597564696768</id><published>2008-10-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:50:08.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #106 - M'm M'm Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" beautiful="" foliage="" crisp="" morning="" air="" such="" change="" also="" wonderful="" fruits="" thanksgiving="" post="" recipes="" new="" main="" dessert="" anything="" you="" think="" are="" no="" wait="" take="" look="" ringing="" does="" have="" changing="" your="" thinking="" leaves="" falling="" now="" coming="" forgive="" haven="" t="" experienced="" since="" love="" miss="" immensely="" despite="" deep="" desire="" menus="" soups="" every="" day="" unless="" something="" drastic="" be="" enjoying="" cool="" temps="" hungering="" those="" hunker="" down="" cold="" kind="" other="" people="" as="" here="" favorite="" recipe="" back="" from="" days="" needed="" food="" fill="" cans="" cream="" mushroom="" pints="" ve="" cheated="" used="" low="" fat="" milk="" grated="" american="" 5="" slices="" 3="" chopped="" onions="" bake="" broth="" or="" with="" 2="" chicken="" bouillon="" 1="" brown="" bacon="" all="" ingredients="" until="" cheese="" do="" first="" made="" where="" lived="" thought="" found="" at="" failed="" rinse="" before="" added="" discovered="" rice="" contained="" dark="" had="" drained="" rinsed="" tried="" but="" even="" then="" we="" served="" slightly="" purple="" our="" friends="" lesson="" there="" is="" substitute="" good="" ole="" minnesota="" wild="" especially="" chinese="" grocery="" lieu="" not="" cooking="" lots="" toasty="" warm="" this="" time="" year="" will="" often="" put="" a="" pot="" water="" on="" throw="" in="" some="" whole="" cloves="" cinnamon="" and="" let="" that="" way="" get="" the="" smell="" of="" fall="" without="" trying="" eat="" hot="" soup="" when="" it="" s="" 90="" degrees="" m="" excited="" see="" what="" everyone="" else="" has="" so="" i="" can="" add="" to="" my="" collection="" for="" next="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro&lt;/strong&gt;: M’m M’m Good (Campbell’s Soup)&lt;br /&gt;The fall is such a wonderful time of year.  The beautiful foliage and cool, crisp morning air is such a wonderful change from the hot summer.  I also love the M’m M’m good smell of fall cooking and baking.  The wonderful fall veggies, fruits and Thanksgiving foods.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment&lt;/strong&gt;:  Post your favorite fall recipe/recipes to share.  I love trying new recipes, do you?  It can be baking, main dishes, veggies, dessert or anything else you can think of.  There are no limits.  Mmmmmm..I can’t wait to take a look at some of those recipes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fall . . . fall . . . nope, not ringing a bell. Wait, does it have something to do with changing your clocks? Or maybe something about leaves falling? Oh right, fall - that time of year when temperatures dip and the trees are ablaze with color. I used to love fall. I still do, but honestly I can't remember what it feels like. You see, I haven't experienced fall since 2003, before I moved to the land of perpetual summer. So while I would love to hunker down with a big bowl of soup, it's hard to want to do that when it's 90 degrees outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this time next year, I will (barring any unforeseen circumstances) be enjoying some cooler temps again, and I'm looking forward to foods that warm my belly and put me to sleep. Back when I used to cook for this time of year (I did grow up in Minnesota, so I'm no stranger to it) my favorite thing to make was this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wild Rice Soup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 can cream of potato soup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 pints 1/2 and 1/2 (I cheated with low fat milk)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 c. grated American cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 slices bacon (can be omitted, but then it's just not as good!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2-3 T. chopped onions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 c. wild rice (uncooked)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bake wild rice in 2 c. chicken broth for one hour. Brown bacon (crumble) and onion. Add all ingredients to rice and heat until cheese melts. Do not boil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we lived in China, I bought what I thought was wild rice at the store. I neglected to rinse it, and when I added the milk, I discovered the rice had a dark dye to it, so I had purple soup. I drained and rinsed the rice and tried again, but I still ended up serving slightly purple wild rice soup to all my friends that Christmas. Lesson learned: there is no substitute for Minnesota wild rice, especially not at a Chinese grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, to remind me of fall, I put a pot of water on the stove, throw in cinnamon sticks and whole cloves, and let it simmer. I think I might go do that right now! All this talk of fall has made me nostalgic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm excited to see all the recipes people post and store them up for the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5119118597564696768?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5119118597564696768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5119118597564696768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5119118597564696768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5119118597564696768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-friend-school-assignment-106-mm.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #106 - M&apos;m M&apos;m Good'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5858321115218824761</id><published>2008-10-11T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:50:44.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>Kid Tested, Mother Approved - Gooney Bird Greene</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I've mentioned this book before, but it's one of our favorites, and the other day at the library we picked up the next two in the series: Gooney the Fabulous and Gooney Bird and the Room Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids like the stories because they're fun. I like them because they peak my kid's interest in writing and gives them great examples of how to do it. The first book teaches them how to write interesting title prompts, and to tell stories well. The book we're reading now, Gooney the Fabulous, demonstrates how to write fables. I could have said to my kids, "Hey, let's write some fables" and I know I would have had moans or blank faces. But after reading a few chapters, I suggested we write fables - both of them ran off and wrote one (both with the moral "help your friends"). Megan even wrote two, and one of them we wrote an alternate ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third book at a quick glance looks to be about a play, so I'm hoping we can use it to act out our own little play, or even write one. If you're looking for a fun activity for language arts, or just a fun book to read, these are great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5858321115218824761?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5858321115218824761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5858321115218824761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5858321115218824761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5858321115218824761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-tested-mother-approved-gooney-bird.html' title='Kid Tested, Mother Approved - Gooney Bird Greene'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5296615675168277453</id><published>2008-10-09T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:51:28.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #105 - Never Leave Home Without It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the memory verse Jesus tells us that He will never leave us, not even at the end of the world.  He assures us in this verse that He will be with us and that means through everything we go through in life.  I thought it would be interesting to write about the things we would never leave home without.  For some it might be baby needs, others it might be a gym bag and bottle of water, and for some  it might be your Bible and a notepad or small journal, maybe even your son or daughters favorite blankie!  I’d like for you to write about something that you would never leave home without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For all my organizational skills, this is one area of my life where I'd love to improve - I just can't seem to remember everything that's important to me when I walk out the door! It's probably because I'm impatient and always on the go. So rather than write what I DO take with me, I'm going to make a list of what I wish I DID have with me. Maybe it will inspire me to action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My wallet (which must contain cash, my NETS card, an EZ link card and our library cards)&lt;br /&gt;2. My cell phone&lt;br /&gt;3. a small notebook&lt;br /&gt;4. my pencil case with several pens/pencils, bandaids, lip balm, nail clippers, lotion&lt;br /&gt;5. kleenex and/or wipes&lt;br /&gt;6. sunscreen - I'm on the equator!&lt;br /&gt;7. water and snacks for the kids and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - now that I think about it, I do carry most of those things with me. My problem is that I have traveled and shopped in too many markets where cheap purses are available, so I'm constantly changing from one bag to another depending on my outing. &lt;span&gt;I would post a picture of my collection of bags, but my new computer doesn't like to read my photo cards so you'll just have to imagine it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5296615675168277453?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5296615675168277453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5296615675168277453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5296615675168277453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5296615675168277453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-friend-school-assignment-105.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #105 - Never Leave Home Without It'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7812095983061574379</id><published>2008-10-04T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:51:43.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><title type='text'>Squidoo mania</title><content type='html'>I suppose most of the people who look at my blog are other homeschoolers who do the Blogger School Friend class, and they all seem to be spectacularly brilliant people who have creativity and wisdom oozing from them. Which tells me that they've probably already found this website. But for those of you who like me, are still figuring out this homeschool gig, here is a GREAT website: &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/"&gt;www.squidoo.com&lt;/a&gt; Warning: it will suck you in with all the ideas and possibilites. I've bookmarked more pages than I can count, have printed off ideas, have the beginnings of a lapbook on England going from it, a lengthy Amazon wishlist from books I've found there, and a brain spinning with future plans. I'm feeling a bit manic about it to be honest. But what a blessing to find this resource!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7812095983061574379?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7812095983061574379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7812095983061574379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7812095983061574379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7812095983061574379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/squidoo-mania.html' title='Squidoo mania'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3299548559568889370</id><published>2008-10-03T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:52:08.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #104 - Wacky Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you done something crazy in your homeschool?  Do you fingerpaint with your toes?  Do you let your children do your hair?  Do you wear your pajamas during homeschool?   Oh, the list is endless, but it’s up to you and how much fun you want to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm late in doing my assignment this week because I've spent most of the week sick. And if I'm too sick to write, then you know I'm sick! Armed with a fresh load of drugs from my allergist, today I'm able to look at a computer screen without covering it with spray. Rejoice in all things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we do in school that is wacky? The pure fact that I'm homeschooling my kids feels a bit wacky to me. When I tell people that's what we do for school, I get that brief bewildered look and then the obligatory comment that implies I'm some sort of saint. Well, the Bible does say I'm a saint, but not because of anything I've done, and certainly not because of homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the wackiness. Since it's taken me awhile to get into homeschooling, we haven't ventured too far off the beaten path. On occasion we mix things up and write all our subjects on pieces of paper, then pull them out of a hat to see what order we'll study things. The kids enjoy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I think I've become more relaxed, so we've had days where I said it was ok to watch the Olympics for two hours during our normal school time (it's educational! and the coverage here was incredible). The wackiness for me (which probably seems quite normal to people who've been gung ho about homeschool from the beginning) is seeing all of life as teaching, and not being so wound up about seeing tangible, boxes I can check, kind of learning. That gives us the freedom to follow rabbit trails throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the best kind of wackiness - the freedom to call a "teacher mental health day."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3299548559568889370?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3299548559568889370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3299548559568889370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3299548559568889370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3299548559568889370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-friend-school-assignment-104.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #104 - Wacky Week'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-6360402981273342354</id><published>2008-09-29T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:52:23.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>New background</title><content type='html'>I told you I would change my background frequently. I actually tried three different fall backgrounds before I settled on this one - it seemed the easiest to read. I have to use things like this to remind me that it is fall. Since we are leaving in less than 2 months to spend many weeks in Minnesota, my kids have upped the number of questions they ask about what it's like in the fall. I think a lapbook on seasons may be in order, though I don't know that it will even help. I'm sure stepping out of the Minneapolis airport into the frigid air on November 24th will be a learning lesson in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-6360402981273342354?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6360402981273342354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=6360402981273342354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6360402981273342354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6360402981273342354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-background.html' title='New background'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4213510951735612719</id><published>2008-09-27T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:52:44.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool philosophy'/><title type='text'>What Price Will We Pay?</title><content type='html'>There are many reasons people use not to homeschool. Maybe one of them is the time commitment. It's true, I'm with my kids most of the day. We have a lot of time with other families, and I try to take time out when I need it, but for the most part my life is them. It's definitely a sacrifice, and I'll admit there have been many times when I wished I had my time back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately several things have made me realize that there is no schooling option without cost. A new acquaintance of mine told me her son is enrolled in the local school system, where, "He hates it. The other kids pick on him for being foreign. He has no friends. He's an outsider." But her reaction is, "That's just how kids are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend has a daughter enrolled in an international school. She's thinking of pulling her out to homeschool her, because she's not enjoying it. She can't find anyone who shares her faith, so she's very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other friends are disappointed that though their kids are in an international school, they aren't being challenged academically at all. They aren't able to work up to their ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean schools end early in the afternoon so that students can participate in "tuitions" which are extra classes, either to help students catch up or to get them ahead. My maid heard yelling a few days ago, and we realized that when we look out and down one floor, we can see a Singaporean woman doing math tuition for 4-5 students. She screams at them when they do wrong, and slaps the table with a stick. Sometimes she slaps them on the arm with the stick (yes, this is acceptable here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at these situations I think, "Is it worth it to me to put my kids in any of these situations so I can have my time back?" Of course not. Every schooling option costs something. I'm seeing more and more the benefit of teaching my kids at home, and what it "costs" me is completely worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4213510951735612719?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4213510951735612719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4213510951735612719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4213510951735612719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4213510951735612719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-price-will-we-pay.html' title='What Price Will We Pay?'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-6370585449015916244</id><published>2008-09-23T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:53:12.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #103</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Assignment:&lt;/strong&gt; How do you keep energized so you can get it all done? bouncy music? treat it like a workout? Do you use a schedule?, a housekeeping binder system? luck of the draw system?.. or is this an area where you need encouragement? Do you need God’s help to keep order and beauty in your dwelling place? Take this week to tell us how You diligently keep going with your housekeeping chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought it might come to this at some point, so here goes - my simple solution for keeping myself organized, on top of household chores and meals and everything else that goes into care for my home is this: I have a full time, live in maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you hate me, let me explain. I live in Singapore. I've lived in Asia for nine years, and culturally it's commonplace. I had a part time maid for 4 years when we lived in China because it was so cheap it seemed criminal NOT to have one. Here, I held out for four years before my husband's heavy travel schedule and my severe allergy to dust mites (which are almost impossible to control in this humidity) drove us to hire a wonderful Filipino woman who manages my home with songs and prayers on her lips all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by nature quite energetic and organized, but even so my best system before can't compare to having someone take care of it all for me. I do have to say that having her has made me even more organized - I have to sit down once a week and plan out what we will eat for every meal (before I just did dinners) and I'm now able to finally tackle those around the house clutter projects (like reorganizing my recipes according to what we actually eat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we had our maid, we tried several different systems, usually settling back on doing a 4 day school week with one day for cleaning. I'd make a list of everything that needed to be done and the kids (who are box checkers) checked them off as we went. I do miss my kids participating in housekeeping (they don't). I need to think creatively about what chores they should still do. When my kids fought before, their consequence was always to do a job together. That doesn't work as well now - I find I have to invent chores for them. But this is hardly something to complain about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we still be blogger school friends now that my secret's out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-6370585449015916244?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6370585449015916244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=6370585449015916244' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6370585449015916244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6370585449015916244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogger-friend-school-assignment-103.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #103'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01621148568030345169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zOcjANGjYkk/TDE4qluWweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/T64u-dIab1U/S220/IMG_6253+(Large).JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4013692916646951240</id><published>2008-09-18T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:53:39.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #102 - Try It! You'll Like It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assignment&lt;/strong&gt;: This week I want you to do something for someone else. Do you have a neighbor that needs you? Do you know an elderly person or single mom that could use you? What about the homeless? Pack even one single sack lunch and give it to someone in need. Do you know someone in blogland that is struggling right now and could use a note from you about how much you care? Pray about this. Let God put on your heart the perfect thing for you to do for another. Now, here is the kicker…I DO NOT want you to post about what you do. Whatever you choose to do is between you and God. Our rewards are in heaven, not here on earth, Mathew 6:1. I want you to post about how doing this “act” made you feel. Was stepping out of your comfort zone in this area as hard as you thought it might be? Could you see the gratefulness in their eyes? Hear it in their voice? Tell it from their typing? Do you think you might make doing things like this a more regular part of your time?  If this is an area that you are already active in, tell us how you feel this has impacted your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was challenged to run a half marathon earlier in the summer, I had just started training for a 5K, and my first run was 1.5 miles. I told my friend, the challenger, that if 1.5 miles was hard for me, I couldn't possibly run 13 miles. Fast forward 12 weeks, and I did it. It just took that time to build up my muscles and stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping out of my comfort zone is like building a muscle to me. What used to make me uncomfortable is second nature now. So honestly, I had a hard time thinking of something to do that would be difficult for me. I prayed about it, and asked God to bring someone to mind. Instead, what he did was bring to mind situations I am already in that require more of me. As I engaged in them, I think this assignment made me more conscious of going the extra mile instead of settling back into my comfort zone. I realize that several things happen when I step out of my comfort zone:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am able to bless people to a greater degree. Of course that blesses me in return - it's what we were made for right? So why wouldn't it be satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;2. I discover what I am capable of. I never knew I could do half the things I do now, but I have found them through stepping out in faith.&lt;br /&gt;3. I find God. Someone coined the term, "God room" which is the space between what you can do and where you want things to be. Only God can get you the rest of the way. It's in that space out of my comfort zone where I'm just kind of hanging that I need him to show up and be my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In so many ways, homeschooling is out of my comfort zone, though as time passes, I am feeling more and more comfortable with it. God forbid though that I ever feel so comfortable I forgot my need for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4013692916646951240?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4013692916646951240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4013692916646951240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4013692916646951240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4013692916646951240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogger-friend-school-assignment-102.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #102 - Try It! You&apos;ll Like It!'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3302128183643792277</id><published>2008-09-11T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:54:27.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><title type='text'>A Fruitful Day</title><content type='html'>Some days in homeschool confirm every good reason to do it. Today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reviewing our spelling words (because we didn't have time yesterday) we read Psalm 46. We made a list on the board of all the things God is and does in that Psalm. It's so cool that my kids are at a point where they can actually dig into the word! Next we read more about the Samurai for history. I had the kids tackle writing a haiku. I wasn't entirely sure how to teach them, but as I began I thought, "Wow, this is a great way to teach syllables!" Added bonus. I wrote a few haiku on the board, ignoring this one my brother wrote long ago when he was on a haiku kick which kept coming to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind blows through the trees&lt;br /&gt;It is blowing in the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Preparation H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a little glimpse into my brother's sense of humor. Anyway, at first they moaned and stared at their paper, but once I gave them each a topic - hippopotamus for Ethan because it has 5 syllables, and cats for Megan. They both came up with some great verse. I told them to take a break and do their readers, to which Ethan replied, "I already read mine!" I told him to find another book, expecting a protest, but he happily grabbed one of our library books. Afterwards, as is my habit, I asked them what the stories were. I was surprised when, instead of hearing, "I don't know" Megan launched into a summary of her chapter. It's those moments that are such a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved on to some music games (double bounce - extra curricular and fun!). I showed them the clip from Sound of Music where Maria teaches the kids "Do Re Mi" and then we played some games focused on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: quick! Outside before it pours to do nature journaling. I love watching my kids doing their nature journals. Back inside for an impromptu lesson on "Why does the wind get so strong right before a storm?" Thank goodness for the Eyewitness Weather book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spelling test time is always an anxious one for Ethan because he is not naturally a good speller. But they both pulled off perfect scores and were quite creative in writing their original sentences once I gave them the goal of including as many words as possible (one star for each word). Admittedly, their sentences were a little more creative than made complete sense, but who wants to squash the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, writing. I gave Ethan the task of writing a short dialog. Megan is learning to write paragraphs. She wrote one on what she wants to be when she grows up. She said a homeschool teacher! And also, a taxi driver. Not sure where that comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I wish all days could be this easy. I felt like I could see tangible ways my kids are growing, and really enjoyed all the activities we can do together. I have to admit this was punctuated by a few trips to the bathroom (designated discipline room) for some discussions about attitude. But that's character training, and is as much a part of homeschool as anything else. I'm thankful for this encouragement today. Next week, ask me how Monday goes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3302128183643792277?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3302128183643792277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3302128183643792277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3302128183643792277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3302128183643792277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/fruitful-day.html' title='A Fruitful Day'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2310897417880744665</id><published>2008-09-09T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:54:56.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>BFS Assignment #101 - Plop! Plop! Fizz! Fizz! Oh What a Relief It Is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/MyAssignment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I think the title of this post is both fun and a bit creepy to me. Fun in that it is a creative way to introduce the topic, but creepy in that it reminds me of the commercials for Alka Seltzer when I was a kid. I was never quite sure what it was for, but it was obviously because you were in great discomfort and the Alka Seltzer itself wasn't going to be a pleasant drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving past my weird associations, this week I'm supposed to write about my worst struggles with a life style of homeschooling, and how God has given me the strength to get past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever walked through the woods and not known where you were? If you could see from above, you'd know exactly which way to go, but from inside the trees it's too hard to tell. I got lost in the woods once with some friends. We thought we heard voices, and decided to go toward the voices, though we had no idea whether or not those people knew where they were going either. We joked that we would someday, after weeks lost in the woods, nearly succumbing to starvation and wild animals, we would write a survival book called, "We Thought We Heard Voices."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling has felt a bit like that for me. It's a journey of unknowns, far out of my comfort zone. Sometimes I feel very alone (especially when few of my friends homeschool). I get tired, weak, and wonder how I got where I am. I think my greatest struggles have been two-fold: First, realizing that I can't MAKE things happen for my kids. They may not want to learn. I may not know the right way to teach them. I can't force things in this journey. Secondly, I have struggled with staying in this place where most of my time is spent with my kids and it takes so much energy, patience, wisdom, and other things I do not always have in abundance. Sometimes it seems like it would be so much easier just to send them to school and let someone else do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though I feel a bit lost in the woods at times, I know that God can see the big picture, and He knows the path I should take. He can give me all the supplies I need for the journey. Since I started teaching my kids, a phrase that keeps coming to mind is from a Rich Mullins song, "I can't see how You're leading me, unless You've led me here to where I'm lost enough to let myself be led." I think the greatest blessing of homeschooling for me personally is being forced into this position of humility. Some of can't be led until we get so lost we know we can't depend on ourselves anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in my last post that after a few months of homeschool, I wilted in front of God and conceded defeat. That was my first step toward victory. From that point I began to ask God for wisdom and discernment in knowing what to do when my son refused to read, or my daughter wouldn't cooperate. I know that He knows my children far better than I do - what motivates them, how they learn best, what will develop that love for learning in them. I know that I may never see much further than a few steps on this path, but I can trust Him with what's around the bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had a day when I was already feeling under the weather, and it seemed that the children were particularly wired for irritating each other. The thought that kept coming to my mind was, "Even this, Gina. Even in this I am sufficient. I have more than enough of what you need to get through this day." I kept wanting to argue with God that no, it was just too hard. But arguing with God is never an argument you'll win. I'm thankful for His gentle reminder that no matter how lost I feel, He's going to be with me. He won't let me succumb to the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reflecting on this has been a good reminder to me that no matter what the struggles are - be it with my children's attitudes, or my own, God is sufficient. This is an invitation to more of Him, and for that I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast your cares on the LORD&lt;br /&gt;     and he will sustain you;&lt;br /&gt;     he will never let the righteous fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2310897417880744665?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2310897417880744665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2310897417880744665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2310897417880744665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2310897417880744665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/bfs-assignment-101-plop-plop-fizz-fizz.html' title='BFS Assignment #101 - Plop! Plop! Fizz! Fizz! Oh What a Relief It Is!'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x255/ScrapbookingBlessings/BFS/th_MyAssignment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7127261063456688671</id><published>2008-09-06T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:55:34.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger friend school'/><title type='text'>Blogger Friend School Assignment #100</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOVdwrVPKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QC1QGbYwSVY/s1600-h/homeschool+art2+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOVdwrVPKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QC1QGbYwSVY/s320/homeschool+art2+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While perusing other homeschool blogs, I stumbled on &lt;a href="http://www.bloggerfriendschool.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; with this purpose: "BFS is a full school year of fun-filled assignments to Build Friendships, Strengthen Faith, and Journal your Memories! Our goal is to encourage a community of homeschool moms to learn together while writing out special memories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it all sounds good to me, so here's my first crack at an assignment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be the most reluctant homeschooler ever. Don't get me wrong - I love my kids more than life, and I'm all about investing in them. But I have other interests as well, and I always thought that when they got into school, I would be free again to pursue those interests. I knew though, that raising my children overseas with questionable schooling options meant I might someday, for some period of time, need to homeschool them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I gave it any serious thought was at a conference for our ministry where I found the book Things We Wished We'd Known. If you're not familiar, it's a book in which 50 veteran homeschoolers share their wisdom. At first glance, I thought, "I'm not one of these people. They have lots of kids, and they live on farms with goats and they seem ridiculously creative and committed to this." I was beginning to wonder what I was going to do with my then 3 year old son. Feelings of fear that I could quite possibly screw up his education by making the wrong choice were beginning to creep into my mind. Living in a country where children are sent to school at age 2 didn't help me feel like I was doing the right thing by keeping him at home and just spending time with him. But that book gave me assurance that at that age, the best thing was to spend quality time with him, and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOUU_S4cVI/AAAAAAAAAls/0SHzV_Iju7k/s1600-h/IMG_1587+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOUU_S4cVI/AAAAAAAAAls/0SHzV_Iju7k/s320/IMG_1587+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;above all READ like mad to him. It also gave me hope that if God called me to it, homeschool might be a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we moved to Singapore in 2004, our son was 4 1/2 and it was time, I thought to do something. Since several of the families around us were homeschooling, I thought, "It's kindergarten. How hard can it be?" Famous last words, those. So when he hit 5 1/2 I cracked open our new big box of homeschool supplies and began our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I wondered whose children those were in the catalog pictures, with captions about how they love homeschool so much they want to do it all the time. That wasn't us. In fact, after about 3 months, I remember distinctly sitting in a chair in the corner of my room, saying to God, "I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing." And He said quite clearly to me, "It's about time you admitted it. Now let Me help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what began with reluctance has become a journey of dependence. We have good days when I can see that my kids are learning. We have bad days when we cry and get frustrated with each other, and I wonder how much that international school really does cost. We even have great days when my kids DO look like the kids in the catalogs (imagine that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in our fourth year now, and I have to say that for the first time, as I sat down to plan out our semester, I was excited! And not just about this year, but next year too. Four weeks in, and I am feeling like the steep learning curve of homeschool is starting to level out and I can relax and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOUaeDEO2I/AAAAAAAAAl0/5mvB4b2eH2E/s1600-h/IMG_1610+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOUaeDEO2I/AAAAAAAAAl0/5mvB4b2eH2E/s320/IMG_1610+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enjoy the process a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times homeschool moms talk about their own poor schooling process as a motivator for teaching their own children. I can't say I had a bad experience, maybe because I was blessed enough to be in a school where children had more freedom to work at their own pace. I do remember being able to work ahead in math in 2nd grade. My teacher did this by letting me take the post test at the end of a chapter. If I scored 100%, I could skip the chapter. Guess what - it was multiple choice, and I guessed correctly. To this day, I am a little shaky on mean, median and mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that unfortunate event, I have to admit that my education was good. But when I look at my kids now and think about my own education, the part of homeschooling I enjoy the most is the fact that my kids don't have to deal with all the negative social aspects of school. I wasn't scarred for life by that socialization, but it did little to build my self esteem. When I look at my little girl who is so easily swayed by her peers, I am thankful that I have this time to direct her heart and her friendships&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOU93rLURI/AAAAAAAAAl8/R2d3rYM6mjc/s1600-h/IMG_9263+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOU93rLURI/AAAAAAAAAl8/R2d3rYM6mjc/s320/IMG_9263+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in a way that gives her a good foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear and trembling, over-confidence, despair, joy, discouragement, excitement, peace, gratitude - I've felt the gamut of emotions through this process. I'm sure there's still more to come. What I know for sure is that right now in my life, this is God's assignment for me.  I constantly go back to Psalm 16:5-6 which says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup. You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places. Surely I have a delightful inheritance." &lt;/span&gt;God's assignments are always for our good, leading us into more life. And that alone is enough to make me perseverance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7127261063456688671?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7127261063456688671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7127261063456688671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7127261063456688671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7127261063456688671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/09/confessions-of-reluctant-homeschooler.html' title='Blogger Friend School Assignment #100'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SMOVdwrVPKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QC1QGbYwSVY/s72-c/homeschool+art2+%28Large%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7915623161656838969</id><published>2008-08-31T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:56:00.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><title type='text'>If I didn't have these . . .</title><content type='html'>Last week the printer ink in my homeschool printer went berserk and decided that though it was full, it wanted to say it was empty. Of course this happened while Erik was gone, in keeping with Murphy's Law which operates more strongly when he is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It killed me. I can't tell you how many things I wanted to print or photocopy (this was compounded by the fact that the other printer's ink really WAS out). It got me thinking about all the things that I depend on to do homeschool. I made a list this morning, in case any newbie homeschoolers are out there wondering, "What supplies should I have in my homeschool room?" Here's what I can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Photocopier - what did I do before this? I use it almost every day&lt;br /&gt;2. Paper cutter - a big one&lt;br /&gt;3. Giant white board&lt;br /&gt;4. 3 hole punch (yes, though I live in the land of 2 hole punch, I will not submit. I bring 3 ring binders from the States. They just work so much better).&lt;br /&gt;5. A really good pencil sharpener. And a back up in case I can't find the first one.&lt;br /&gt;6. Laminator - I want a bigger one!&lt;br /&gt;7. good art supplies - I've stopped thinking about how much they cost and just get them because they're worth it. Of course as much as I can I still get them in the U.S. where they are a fraction of the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said homeschooling was cheap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7915623161656838969?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7915623161656838969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7915623161656838969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7915623161656838969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7915623161656838969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-didnt-have-these.html' title='If I didn&apos;t have these . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-8548988423230179880</id><published>2008-08-28T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:57:38.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><title type='text'>The Best Laid Plans . . .</title><content type='html'>I am a planner. In the past I've planned out my homeschool semester using my history book as a guide. I printed out my blank homeschool template for each week, filled in what we'd be doing for history, then left the other subjects to be decided week by week. This is a pretty good approach, since many of the other subjects are straight forward, like math. You just write down the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this semester I had some time (imagine that - this, even before my maid came!) so I decided to go all out and I planned every subject through December, even down to extra curricular activities like art, music, PE and life skills. I felt a great sense of relief, knowing that each Sunday night I just have to breeze over my schedule and see if I need to gather any supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks great on paper, until your son decides that his math chapter is too easy and instead of taking a week to do it, he takes a day. Or when he loses the book he's reading, so we just jump ahead to the next one. Suddenly I'm checking things off in next week, and the week after. I could rewrite it, but I know it will keep happening, so I guess we just go with it and see how it comes out in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-8548988423230179880?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8548988423230179880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=8548988423230179880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8548988423230179880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/8548988423230179880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-laid-plans.html' title='The Best Laid Plans . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-1132528498328504548</id><published>2008-08-24T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:29:26.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language arts'/><title type='text'>Review: Spell to Write and Read</title><content type='html'>I wasn't looking for a new language arts program, per se. But I have a boy who is quite logic smart and as a result is not a good speller - it just doesn't make sense to him logically, and the program we'd been using taught rules with too many exceptions. (in other words, their rules aren't very good rules).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was in China last spring visiting some friends and they mentioned this Spell to Write and Read program, I was interested. Each of them though seemed to have a hard time summarizing exactly what the program teaches. This is not a reflection on my friends. It's just a complex program. In fact, if I had just picked up the book without a recommendation, I'm sure I would have dropped it and run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise is that you teach reading and writing by teaching spelling. You teach spelling not by teaching the letters, but by teaching the letter sounds and phonogram sounds. What appealed to me is that the rules are much clearer and there are fewer exceptions - perfect for my logical boy. What also appealed to me is that I did a pretest and found that my kids scored at the same level - meaning I only have to prepare one language arts lesson each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did three weeks of the program in the spring, mostly just teaching the basic sounds of the letters and phonograms to the kids. After that I did another placement test. With a little help using the new rules, Megan scored a grade level higher, and Ethan, two levels higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our first two weeks this fall, things are going well and I'm glad I chose this program. I am not using it exclusively (it is meant to be all inclusive for language arts). I still have them reading other books and doing things with those like writing and grammar, because I prefer that. This program also insists you start cursive first. I'm not being a stickler with that either, because Ethan is already writing cursive, and Megan is writing far beyond her level but doesn't want to write cursive yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in this book, I highly recommend setting aside a few hours to read through the entire instructor's guide first. It seems daunting, and it's good to have a friend who's done it available for questions, but you get a better idea once you've read the book. In the States I believe there are seminars you can attend to learn how to use it. I know some of my friends in China were able to attend one and said it's a must. They haven't come to Singapore, so I've had to muddle through on my own. But once you start doing it, you see the method behind the madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-1132528498328504548?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1132528498328504548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=1132528498328504548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1132528498328504548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1132528498328504548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/review-spell-to-write-and-read.html' title='Review: Spell to Write and Read'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-1067950513945133182</id><published>2008-08-15T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:57:01.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>We started school again this week, and I think it went pretty well. It was a little off beat, punctuated by breaks for watching the Olympics (but hey - there's tons of learning there!) and going to the chiropractor. Highlights of the week included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Something clicked with Ethan on the piano this week, because he opened up the book after not playing all summer (some things you just let go) and played his last piece with little effort. I knew he was encouraged when he went back and played the whole book to that point, and practiced his new song without complaining. Megan is determined to be better. The competitiveness comes from Erik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We started a new language arts program in the spring called Spell to Write and Read. The kids both placed at 2nd grade, 7th month in May, so we started the program a bit into it. Even so, the first day this week Ethan said, "Mom, can you give me something harder to do?" It's fun to see that he's feeling confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ethan is highly motivated to write in cursive, and he's quite good at it too. For a boy who, at the end of 1st grade, was still writing in huge block letters, this is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I decided that we'd have a more flexible schedule this year, where each day the kids can choose in what order they want to do their subjects. We just did it yesterday and today but it's cut down grumbling considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Megan is turning out to be a bit of a sanguine (where this comes from I don't know). Everything is, "This is the BEST __________ EVER!!!!" or "I LOVE __________!!!!!" We actually heard a few of those comments this week in regard to some of our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My personal favorite - today when I picked up the Bible (we've started reading the New Testament) Ethan decided he wanted to read along, so Megan grabbed a Bible too. Ethan stopped me after two verses and said he wanted to read the next one. Of course Megan didn't want to be left out, so we ended up taking turns reading the whole thing. It was wild to hear my kids read scripture like that. When we were done Megan wanted to keep going. I told her she'd just have to wait for our next day of homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-1067950513945133182?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1067950513945133182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=1067950513945133182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1067950513945133182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1067950513945133182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2465029740337566668</id><published>2008-08-01T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:03:39.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about us'/><title type='text'>Homeschool . . . it's a lot like running</title><content type='html'>If you read my other blog, you know that I've been slowing torturing myself for the past eight weeks by training for a half-marathon. I've already posted there about what I am learning from running, but here I want to write about how it has been leading me to reflect on homeschooling. In fact there are several parallels for me in both activities. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Running and homeschooling both require perseverance. You have good days and bad days, but you don't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's good to vary your activity to strengthen different muscles and keep your body sharp when you run. In the same way, it's good to change things up once in awhile for homeschooling. We do this by adding activities like art, music, science, nature walks, computer. And by throwing in fun games here and there. And my personal favorite, calling a "Teacher Mental Health Day" and doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you say, "I can't" what you really mean is "I don't want to." I used to say this about running, but the truth is, I CAN run. It's taken time to build up my stamina, but I can say now that running five miles isn't a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;The most frequent comment I get when I tell people I homeschool is, "You're so brave. I could never homeschool." And really what they mean is, "I don't want to homeschool." That's cool. But don't limit yourself with "I can't." If God calls you to something, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People ask me if I'm enjoying running. My answer is, "Sometimes." It's true of homeschool too. Sometimes a whole mile passes without me realizing it because I'm just enjoying the time Sometimes I even feel something of a runner's high when I think I could run forever. And there are days when homeschool is great - the kids are happy and learning, and I get comments like, "This was really fun mom!" But there are also days in both activities when I want to drop to the ground and stay there. I keep going because I enjoy the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Snacks are helpful. That's pretty self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Rest is good and necessary. I know last year because we started later in the year, we didn't take enough breaks. I tried to plan more free time in this year so I don't stumble over the finish line come June like I did this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a good part of this morning planning homeschool for this fall. I decided to go crazy this time and plan out everything for the whole fall. In the past I just planned history to get my big picture, and planned other subjects week by week. But this year, maybe fueled by my running stamina, I am planning all my subjects through January. I know, it's now how a lot of people operate, but I think my Strengths Finders (communication, belief, strategic, focus, input) would back me on this. It's how I work best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2465029740337566668?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2465029740337566668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2465029740337566668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2465029740337566668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2465029740337566668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/homeschool-its-lot-like-running.html' title='Homeschool . . . it&apos;s a lot like running'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-1644346679057792705</id><published>2008-08-01T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:59:19.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><title type='text'>Gearing Up</title><content type='html'>I bet you thought I forgot I had another blog didn't you? How could I forget? I've just been storing up the goodness to share with . . . well, whoever's out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been on summer holiday, which doesn't translate in a country with no seasons. I often have people in public look at my children and ask, "School holiday?" At first I'd tell them we were off for the summer, but it soon became apparent that it was better to say, "Yes, school holiday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we've got one more week before we start up again, and I have to say that I am feeling something I haven't felt much before with homeschooling - excitement! It may last all of a week, but for now, I'm excited. I've spent some time over the summer looking through new resource books, looking back through old idea books, and planning out our year. I got some great new materials like nature journals for the kids (we tried those out last week and they LOVED them), and new music and art supplies. I'm also feeling good about this new language arts we started in the spring, which I will have to post about later because it's - well, it's different. I'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what color is excitement? Yellow? I'm going with yellow. Color me yellow. I think it's going to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;be a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Geneva;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; " Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; -- William Butler Yeats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-1644346679057792705?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1644346679057792705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=1644346679057792705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1644346679057792705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/1644346679057792705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/08/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing Up'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-4594404530325193314</id><published>2008-06-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:00:17.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Homeschool Resources</title><content type='html'>There are millions of books out there about homeschooling. Even here in Singapore, where homeschooling is akin to a freak show, you can find books on how to homeschool. My favorite title is "Homeschooling for Dummies." Should dummies really be homeschooling? A question for another post, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling is a mystery, especially for those of us without a degree in education (does having two parents with education degrees count?). I read a few books before I started, but as I flush out what this really looks like, my hunger for wisdom has grown and I've found some real gems that have helped me. Here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Things We Wished We'd Known: This is a collection of short articles by homeschool parents, many of whom have written the curricula that's out there. Many times I turned to a new chapter, took a look at the giant family in the picture all dressed in their Sunday best, and all clutching musical instruments and thought, "I don't think I fit in with these people." But I keep going back to their advice, because for the most part it is, "Relax. Love God, love your kids. Enjoy learning with them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 100 Top Picks for Homeschool Curriculum, by Cathy Duffy: This book is invaluable! How on earth can you possibly choose what curriculum to use when there's so much and it all promises to make your children into creative genuises? Cathy Duffy helps you decide what learning style you and your kids have, and then has a chart of her top 100 best reviewed materials categorized by learning style, homeschool style (i.e. Charlotte Mason, classical) and other helpful categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How Am I Smart? by Kathy Koch: You maybe have heard of the eight intelligences before, but Kathy Koch writes about them from a Christian perspective, showing how sin weaves in, and how we approach God from the perspective of our intelligences, among other things. Did you know that kids usually get in trouble in ways they are intelligent? Oh, so that explains why my logic smart son wants to take everything apart, and why my word smart daughter knows exactly how her words can cut like a knife. On the other hand, she can turn around and say the sweetest blessings to everyone, and he can actually fix those things he takes apart. This has been helpful not only for homeschool but for understanding my kids in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Homeschooling Year by Year: I just picked this up from Borders, and it's been a very reassuring book. It outlines what kids should be covering in each year of school, so you can see where you might have gaps or be behind. It's particularly valuable if, like me, you don't think public schools necessarily twist children into mindless, insecure, hell bound people, and you might someday put your kids in one of them. It also gives lots of suggestions for other books and resources that are helpful at each level. I'm happy to see my kids are on track and even ahead in some ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-4594404530325193314?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4594404530325193314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=4594404530325193314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4594404530325193314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/4594404530325193314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favorite-homeschool-resources.html' title='My Favorite Homeschool Resources'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-5856699897202438871</id><published>2008-06-22T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:00:42.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>The Best Advice I Ever Received</title><content type='html'>Are you ready to hear the best advice I've ever been given about homeschooling? Now, I haven't had all that much (not because I don't need it) because I don't live in an area where there are a lot of homeschool moms who could help me. But this came from a mom whose kids are now in school (one just graduated actually). She said, "Be prepared to waste money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you what freedom that has given me. I started homeschool using Sonlight, which seems to be the place where most Christian moms who are clueless begin. It's a good place to start, because it gives you an idea of what homeschool should/might encompass. But the problem with any curriculum is that it might not work for your kids because of learning style or temperament. Instead of plowing through it, causing hair pulling (you) and hatred of school (your kids) just buy something else. I've been through three science curriculums, two history curriculums, two math curriculums, and at least 3 or 4 language arts programs. Right now in all those subjects, I'm using something that my kids and I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're homeschooling, don't feel guilty about leaving that book at page 3 if it doesn't work for you. In the long run you won't remember the money, but your kids will learn, and that's what's important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-5856699897202438871?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5856699897202438871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=5856699897202438871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5856699897202438871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/5856699897202438871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-advice-i-ever-received.html' title='The Best Advice I Ever Received'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-153802435732443504</id><published>2008-05-28T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:01:07.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><title type='text'>Wish I'd had this years ago!</title><content type='html'>Right now my children are drawing. It's a free afternoon, and they are choosing to draw. This is unusual, but I can credit it to a brilliant move my mom made recently by sending an old drawing book I had as a kid. It's called Ed Emberley's Drawing Book of Animals, and they love it. For the first time, they are drawing with confidence and enjoying it. Granted, these are cartoon looking animals, but if I'd had this book years ago, they might be further on at this point in their skills. Certainly in their enjoyment of drawing! I just scanned Amazon and put several more of his books on my wish list. If you're looking for a good beginning drawing book, this is it! Thanks mom! &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/GINAMA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-153802435732443504?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/153802435732443504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=153802435732443504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/153802435732443504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/153802435732443504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/wish-id-had-this-years-ago.html' title='Wish I&apos;d had this years ago!'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-3994874619124088442</id><published>2008-05-25T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:11:35.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>More books you need</title><content type='html'>Back when I first knew Erik, he knocked himself off his pedestal just a little bit with this comment, "Poetry is a crock." At that point in my life, poetry was one of my main means of self-expression. I decided not to hold it against him, but instead to enlighten him, shall we say, to the beauty of poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to avoid the same cynicism growing in my children, I've been trying to expose them to poetry from the beginning. So many recommended poetry books for kids I find just plain weird and not likely to develop anything but a healthy distrust in my kids. But I've continued searching and here are a couple I really enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein&lt;br /&gt;You've most likely heard of this one, but it's a classic - you have to have it. Also enjoyable are Runny Babbit and A Light in the Attic, also by Silverstein. Erik read the latter and even copied one of the poems down because he liked it so much. Erik! The poetry is a crock man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry Speaks to Children&lt;br /&gt;This is a wonderful collection of poems read by the authors themselves (the book comes with a CD). I wish they'd make a second version of this. My kids have memorized a few of the poems and they'll sit and listen to it for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows of more poetry collections that are fun, please let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-3994874619124088442?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3994874619124088442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=3994874619124088442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3994874619124088442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/3994874619124088442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-books-you-need.html' title='More books you need'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2155812221731011819</id><published>2008-05-25T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:00:46.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude behavior'/><title type='text'>Boredom isn't bad</title><content type='html'>I used to think that if my kids ever said they were bored, I was failing as a parent. Lately, I've been rethinking that. Although it doesn't please me when my kids say they're bored (which really translates to, "I don't feel like exerting myself to do anything more than stare at a computer or television screen can I please please please?") I think it's actually a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being bored is something I think few kids are these days. On top of spending most of the day in school, they get ferried off to extracurricular classes and playdates, and use the rest of the time to do homework, eat, and probably stare at a screen. One of the great blessings of homeschool is that my kids have lots of time to just be kids. If I'm creative and proactive, we can spend that time doing interesting things. But even then, it's not uncommon (especially with dad gone and a sick mom) to hear "I'm bored!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any good mother, when they say this, I usually do one of several things. Most often I launch into a list of things they could be doing. Why I do this, I don't know, because they never, ever respond with, "Gee, mom, you're right! I'll go read right now!" Next I'll say, "Well, I guess if you don't want to play with any of those toys, we'll just get rid of them." Seeing this in writing makes me realize the complete futility of this line of argument. Sometimes I just get fed up and go all grandma on them, "When I was your age we didn't have computers! We had 12 channels on the TV and sometimes there was nothing on for kids! We played outside all day long and we liked it!" And my children stare at me like I was raised on the prairie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when they gave me the "I'm bored" line I went into the playroom, got out some cars, and made a few ramps. That entertained them for about 5 minutes. I got out another toy, which also entertained them for 5 minutes. Sometimes that's what they want - for me to stop what I'm doing, sit down, and actually play with them. I guess not today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm discovering is that most of the time, when they say they're bored, if I let them be, soon I'll find them doing something on their own. I've decided that boredom is the doorway to imagination. I think it's good for kids to stop being entertained by the world around them, so that they can remember that there's enough inside them to entertain themselves. So here's to being bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2155812221731011819?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2155812221731011819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2155812221731011819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2155812221731011819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2155812221731011819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/boredom-isnt-bad.html' title='Boredom isn&apos;t bad'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2150549347355203013</id><published>2008-05-21T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:01:31.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><title type='text'>Ah, the freedom</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not talking about the freedom of summer. You'll know when we hit that because it will evoke an old testament, Davidian dancing in the streets in our underwear kind of celebration. I love my kids, really, but who would rather work than not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the freedom I'm about to exercise today called "Teacher Sick Day." I just announced to my kids that we aren't having school today because I feel like a lump. I want nothing more than to sleep my morning away, after the accumulation of 2 1/2 weeks without my husband (he streaked through here for 12 hours a few days ago but that was insufficient), an off and on tension headache, and a year of homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I laid out the 3 R's for them on the homeschool desk with instructions to do a few things, then entertain (and, they insist, EDUCATE) themselves, with the Jump Start 3rd Grade computer game. Granted, if they were in school I could sleep every morning away. But my responsibility quotient is too highly strung to do that. As it is, I'm barely comfortable doing this, even though we could really quit school right now and my kids would be none the worse for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yawning and will soon be incapable of making coherent sentences. Rejoice with me in my freedom to zzzz . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2150549347355203013?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2150549347355203013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2150549347355203013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2150549347355203013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2150549347355203013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-freedom.html' title='Ah, the freedom'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2787038465434091413</id><published>2008-05-10T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:01:53.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day in the life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language arts'/><title type='text'>I'll Make a Writer of Him Yet!</title><content type='html'>Ethan is not particularly interested in writing, unless it involves making lists of the Legos he doesn't have and how much they are in both US dollars and Singapore dollars. This grieves me, naturally, but I will not give up on developing, if not a love for writing, a competency in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was encouraged on Friday when Ethan willingly submitted to an exercise in making acrostic poems. He did such a great job in fact that I feel compelled to share them. Here they are, with almost no prompting from mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;xcellent at building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ough wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ealthy person because I eat a lot of fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; smart person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ot that musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;usical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;xcellent at reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;entle when someone's hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lways singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ot into Star Wars Legos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2787038465434091413?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2787038465434091413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2787038465434091413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2787038465434091413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2787038465434091413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/ill-make-writer-of-him-yet.html' title='I&apos;ll Make a Writer of Him Yet!'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-944450701985209305</id><published>2008-05-07T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:02:01.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude behavior'/><title type='text'>Anger and other things we wish we didn't have to deal with</title><content type='html'>One of the blessings (and sometimes I say "blessings" by faith) of homeschool is that I am able to observe and address the issues that my kids have, be they emotional, behavioral, or attitudinal (is attitudinal a word?). My kids are the kind, bless their hearts, who teachers and babysitters love because they're just so "good." That's because they've used up all their evil on their parents. Or maybe because they don't feel the same kind of freedom to express their evil. Yeah, let's say that because it sounds better. Regardless, just because kids don't misbehave doesn't mean they don't want to. So I guess in that sense I'm glad it comes out at home so I can help them with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the current issues in our house, I picked up a book called Helping Your Kids Deal with Anger, Fear and Sadness. Ethan has developed, within the last year or so, what we call the "disproportionate emotional response" when he doesn't get what he wants. Maybe he's making up for the first seven years of his life being easy going, or maybe he's dealing with the great emotional upheaval of our family life in the last year. Again, I'm going with the latter. I've never thought of Ethan as angry, but I think it's because I never identified these symptoms as being expressions of anger: changing the rules of a game, not liking change and being resistant to it, being resistant to learning something new and easily frustrated by it, and being a poor sport. Ethan does all of those, in addition to the occasional new outburst of screaming and getting a little wild with his belongings (ok, I'll say it - sometimes he throws things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a classic exhibit A. My friend Jen whose house we have overtaken suggested a movie night for the kids. They couldn't decide between two, so Jen made a fair and executive decision to choose for them. Since it was the one Ethan didn't want, he lost it. Imagine a high pitched squeal starting from deep within and coming to a high crescendo within 2 seconds, sending everyone around him running for shelter. Me - sigh, "Ethan, into the bedroom." In the end, it all worked out, but it brought back into sharp focus the need for me to be reading this book and addressing his anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's most interesting to me is that in reading it, I can recognize the anger in myself. It should be no surprise to me that what has been true of most of this journey is true in this as well: so many of the issues with my kids have their root in my own attitude and behavior. If you homeschool, or are considering homeschool, you should be aware of this oh so true fact: you will learn and change as much or more than your kids. Be prepared for a mirror to put in front of your face every day. You may not always like what you see, but do we really want to go through life blind to the things that keep us from fully living?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-944450701985209305?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/944450701985209305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=944450701985209305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/944450701985209305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/944450701985209305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/anger-and-other-things-we-wish-we-didnt.html' title='Anger and other things we wish we didn&apos;t have to deal with'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7096520213554592374</id><published>2008-05-05T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:47:00.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curriculum'/><title type='text'>Story of the world</title><content type='html'>I love history, so I'd probably be into any history curriculum I pick up, but we love Story of the World. We started last year in Volume 1 and are just finishing up Volume 2 this spring. The reading book has short, interesting chapters, often incorporating a folk tale from a particular time period. The accompanying activity book has suggestions for comprehension, map work, crafts, and further reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan has inherited my history gene, so I think I could read the whole book to him in one sitting. Megan sees me pull it out and runs, but she's just not that into history period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the test booklets this spring just to try them out. I don't necessarily recommend them. I think covering the comprehension questions in the activity book will suffice. We use them more as review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the most dull post I've ever written in my life, but I've wanted to share reviews of curriculum for awhile so this will be the first in a line of many. Hopefully I can instill a little more oomph into future reviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7096520213554592374?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7096520213554592374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7096520213554592374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7096520213554592374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7096520213554592374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-of-world.html' title='Story of the world'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-7252805348058311417</id><published>2008-05-03T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:55:30.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book recommendations'/><title type='text'>Book recommendations #1</title><content type='html'>I'm guessing that vast majority of posts on this blog will be about books. I think I just heard some people fall asleep. Hey, no one told you that you had to read my blog. I love books. This love was instilled deep into me by my book loving parents - my mom was a librarian. How could I not love books? I'm eternally grateful to them for that. So here are a few books that we've loved as a family recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane, by Kate DiCamillo&lt;br /&gt;    My mom turned me on to this (of course). It's about a china bunny who is full of himself. He gets lost from the little girl, Abilene, who loves him far more than he deserves. He is passed from stranger to stranger, getting more and more shabby. Along the way he finds his heart. It's a terrific read aloud because the chapters are quite short. Except for the last chapter, which I read two or three words at a time, pausing to collect myself while the kids kept asking, "Mommy, why are you crying?" Yeah, it's that kind of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mercy Watson Fights Crime, by Kate DiCamillo&lt;br /&gt;I give the Mercy Watson series credit for teaching my five year old to read. Since the chapters are short and there are lots of pictures, it held Megan's attention while it challenged her with bigger words. As a read aloud, it's quick and fun - what's not to love about a toast eating pig who's treated like one of the family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Man Who Wore All His Clothes, by Allan Ahlberg&lt;br /&gt;This is one of a series about a funny family, the Gaskitts, that has crazy adventures. The illustrations are great and the story has our kids laughing out loud.  They're disappointed that they've read them all already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-7252805348058311417?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7252805348058311417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=7252805348058311417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7252805348058311417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/7252805348058311417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-recommendations-1.html' title='Book recommendations #1'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-2945023293845074829</id><published>2008-05-03T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:02:26.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about us'/><title type='text'>All about us</title><content type='html'>I'm assuming that most of the people who are reading this already know plenty about us. But I'll give a quick "who we are" introduction in this post. To begin, we have our son, Ethan. I refuse to refer to my children as ds and dd. People seem to do that a lot on the internet. I think it's weird. So I will just refer to him as my son, if it's all the same to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz5-xfuPxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pP0ruIo4mD8/s1600-h/IMG_0328+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz5-xfuPxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pP0ruIo4mD8/s320/IMG_0328+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196302926912306962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan turned eight on February 23. He was born in China, moved to Singapore at age 4 1/2, and is still fairly convinced that he is Chinese American. He is an engineer in training, following his daddy. His obsessions are Legos and computers, particularly combinations of the two like the Star War Lego computer game. When it comes to school, he majors in math and science. He's not a big fan of language arts, though he's a good reader. He's an auditory, logic smart learner. He's not much for sports aside from biking, fishing, archery and ping pong. He loves being in the Cub Scouts. He's a pretty even keeled kid who goes with the flow, but he is known to get upset if you pull him away from the computer unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz6mxfuPyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/27ujTg5-13E/s1600-h/IMG_0342+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz6mxfuPyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/27ujTg5-13E/s320/IMG_0342+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196303614107074338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our daughter, Megan, just turned six on April 15. Yes, I know, it's tax day. But it wasn't tax day in China, where she was also born. I was just glad she wasn't born on the fourteenth of April, because it's an unlucky day there and while I don't believe it, I didn't want the Chinese thinking she was cursed. Megan sings and dances her way through life, currently to the soundtracks from High School Musical 1 and 2. She loves to read and write, but she hates history. She started Tae Kwon Do recently and is in love with it. That's usually the case with any sport she tries. When she irreparably  tore a tendon on her toe this year, her only concern was whether or not she could still play basketball. Megan's trademark is her long red hair and yes, she has the temper to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say that life with my husband is like climbing a mountain - in a good way! You know those amazing guys who lead expeditions up Everest? They seem to have a super&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz8HxfuPzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aeJKr2svqLA/s1600-h/IMG_0370+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz8HxfuPzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aeJKr2svqLA/s320/IMG_0370+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196305280554385202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;human strength and endurance. They're encouraging, challenging, and you trust them with your life. That's Erik! He's an adrenaline loving, godly man who has an engineering bent. His current role as an Operations Director means that he's always figuring out bigger and better systems for how things operate - including in our home. But he not one of those "great tech skills poor social skills" kind of people - he's been voted "friendliest in the office." People love him because on a team he's so approachable and capable. Can you tell I'm blessed? He's fantastic, which is a good thing, because I could never do this homeschool gig without his undying support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SB1PfRfuP0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/iIzFbi1bdrM/s1600-h/IMG_0374+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SB1PfRfuP0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/iIzFbi1bdrM/s320/IMG_0374+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196396943746416450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for me, the defining truth I know is that I am a deeply loved child of God, and I try to live out of that as my identity. I want to live a life of humility and dependence on God. That's a big reason why I homeschool - nothing has driven me to my knees more than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a native Minnesotan with a degree in organizational communication. I am most alive when I am able to communicate the lessons and insights God gives me into myself, into life, into knowing Him. Put me in front of a thousand people with something to share and I will be thrilled. I wouldn't say I'm cut out to be a homeschool mom, but I have my strengths, and I'm learning to rely on God in my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it - there's our whole family. No plans for 10 children or a farm. We won't be milking our own goat or making our own clothes. Our kids don't build pretend pyramids in their spare time or play any musical instruments. But they're learning a lot and enjoying the freedom of just being kids, and I'm enjoying a prolonged time with them before I release them into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found this blog and expect it to be a litany of the glories of homeschool, you're wrong. What you will find is the honest expression of what we're learning, resources and techniques we've found that are working, and probably some venting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-2945023293845074829?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2945023293845074829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=2945023293845074829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2945023293845074829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/2945023293845074829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-about-us.html' title='All about us'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SBz5-xfuPxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pP0ruIo4mD8/s72-c/IMG_0328+%28Large%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8899468301787850154.post-6567752601078016092</id><published>2008-05-03T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:03:02.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about us'/><title type='text'>As if I needed another thing to do . . .</title><content type='html'>Being a homeschool mom, my time is limited. And yet, I still find time to waste. And time to start another blog. I amaze even myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why AM I starting another blog? Well, aside from the fact that I love writing more than anything, I just felt a moment of inspiration to make a blog where I share solely about our homeschool experience, which I often term in my mind "The Grand Experiment." Homeschooling my kids is something that sort of happened to me by virtue of our circumstances, rather than because I possessed deep convictions about the superiority of homeschool. It is probably the most daring thing I've ever attempted. It has been intriguing, challenging, frustrating, terrifying, and at times quite satisfying. And in the process I've learned a lot about myself, my kids, how to homeschool, and how not to homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is partly educational, partly therapeutic. Hopefully with a dash of entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8899468301787850154-6567752601078016092?l=ginashomeschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6567752601078016092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8899468301787850154&amp;postID=6567752601078016092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6567752601078016092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8899468301787850154/posts/default/6567752601078016092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginashomeschool.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-if-i-needed-another-thing-to-do.html' title='As if I needed another thing to do . . .'/><author><name>Gina Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Cnl_jBbUn0/SNCKDvVy2_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/np88niUH-V0/S220/IMG_0374+(Large).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
