The concept of time is a funny thing. Who can really grasp it? On one hand it seems like ages ago that I brought my little one home from the hospital, and at the same time it feels just like yesterday. How does one go about teaching the concept of time to little ones? To them a day truly is like a thousand years! I read somewhere that its helpful to give children a specific time (as in you have 10 minutes to play and then we are cleaning up) then set the timer and when the timer goes off, clean up.

I love this picture. I love it because it shows the kids and my husband engaged in play after a long day of work.  I also love how the big kids seem to be attacking him b/c he’s got the youngest on his shoulders. Almost as if they are trying to get in on the action and attention. But take a closer look, because if you check out Scott’s face, you’ll find another gem.

Not everyday you see an Oriole wrapped in a Steelers Terrible Towel. Click here or here for more picture fun.

Our son is a huge baseball fan. His team of choice is the Baltimore Orioles. As much as he likes the Orioles, he also recognizes that they don’t exactly have a winning record… Last week we were getting ready for soccer practice when he informed me that he didn’t feel like going to practice. Me:  “Well you need to practice, it helps you to get better.” Son: “ But Mom, I’m already really good.

Naptime is sacred at my house. At night all three kids share a room b/c it really doesn’t bother me if they stay up late talking and singing. But at nap time every one goes to a different room. My son no longer naps, but he still goes to his “nap room” for quiet time where he may look at books or draw or play quietly for an hour and a half.

Well, I am about one month into my homeschooling experience and thought I’d reflect on it. I love it! You know I waffled and prayed and struggled with the decision. It wasn’t like I knew from the minute I brought him home from the hospital that I’d be a home schooling mom. As I prepped our “classroom” I was still clinging to the fact that at any moment I could change my mind and enroll him at the local public school.

Here’s my daughter sleeping in her crib at 8 months old. And here she is at 14 mths old. Still enjoys sleeping “folded in half”, as we refer to it.   Earlier this week when my husband went in to kiss the kids goodnight, he found her at 3 and 1/2 sleeping in the very same position she favored as an infant.  I would think with age this position would grow more impossible and uncomfortable.

I seriously stink at parking. (Not parallel parking. I’ve got a secret for that. I never do it. Ever. Yes, I will walk twice as far when parking downtown to avoid parallel parking on the street). But, my struggle is with the ol’ pull in parking lots. More specifically, backing out of said spots. I’ve been known to wait around in my car for the car beside me or in front of me to leave so I can get out of my spot b/c I parked too close to the line and can’t get out without damaging one of our cars.

I am afraid I don’t have much for you this weekend in terms of deep thoughts. But I did stumble across this passage of Scripture. Doesn’t it make a wonderful prayer for us to offer up to our Lord? I am particularly challenged by verse 36. Oh, that I would turn my heart towards God’s statues rather than my own selfish gains. Teach me Oh God. Psalm 119:33-36 _ 33 Teach me, O LORD, to follow your decrees; then I will keep them to the end.