To be a Mother, I once heard it said, is to go around forever wearing your heart on the outside of your body. Truer words have never been spoken. I also concur with the old adage: "Time is the enemy of a mother." Raising girls is the most amazing experience of my life--and I am certainly learning more from them than I will likely ever teach. Isn't life funny that way? One of the best lessons they have for me is to SLOW DOWN and to find adventure in the every day. To that end, we are forging our own path together; taking the road less-traveled, knowing that there is more to this life than what it seems. And do you know what fosters togetherness and peace in our hearts and household more than anything else? Dinnertime--together and at the dining table. No distractions, no exceptions. I think if more families would sit down together for dinner at least a few nights a week, it would change our world for the better. So raise a glass and toast the lost art of dinnertime. Won't you join us?

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Who Needs a Passport?

I am starting this blog to chronicle our latest family adventure... one of those "great ideas" I had at the start of the school year that is proving to be a little more difficult than it seemed. Go figure, right? Well, my Kindergartener's curriculum is called "Expedition Earth." http://www.confessionsofahomeschooler.com/world-geography It takes the kids on a trip around the world, as they learn more about the cultures and customs of various countries. I love it, and so does she. The first country was China. After coloring the flag, studying the animals, and doing all the other fun stuff, AB wasn't satisfied. Short of actually buying a plane ticket, I didn't know how I was going to make her happy and feel that, yes, indeed, we had "conquered" China. Soooo, I get the bright idea to have a China night! Easy and remarkably non-creative, I made fried rice and bought potstickers and eggrolls. I could have done better, yes. But it was the first week or two of school--cut me some slack. I would share the recipe, but it is non-exciting, so skip it (as Hank the Cowdog says.) My kids ate with chopsticks (hahahaha!!) and all declared it a success. She didn't get any extra credit, but we mothers know that somewhere, somehow, all that credit is being stored up for us--good karma, and all. "Stars in your crown," my aunt always said. I'll take it!

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