We are sitting at home on a beautiful Saturday at the end of summer in 2011. The dog is trying to test boundaries by having her paws and head across the divide of the homeschool room and dining room. Hannah is upset that Elle is yelling, re-enacting her Davy Crocket movie. Hannah is stating in a loud voice, "Don't you know I don't like loud noises." Hadiah is upset that Elle is bopping her in the face, once again re-enacting the fight scenes. Earlier Elle came rushing down from Sarah's room, running into her room and running back to Sarah's room caring a dress calling out, "I reckon I'll have to find myself a p-u-r-t-y dress." Soon after, Sarah and Elle modeled their changed dresses. Rebecca fried up some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with three of the girls rejecting the offing and making their own various things (as long as they clean-up).
This week, the Blairs came through for a visit as they came back from dropping their oldest daughter off at Milligan. Rebecca and I had spent Saturday and Sunday afternoon driving to Hindman Settlement School and back taking the classes to prepare for tutoring for Hannah. We are excited to get to work specifically on her dyslexia. While there Rebecca hunted down her great granparent's grave. They had a boarding home there. Once the Blairs came you can see, horse rides and carriage rides are fun for all. Miriam is exploring cooking now making such things as peach cobbler from scratch and collard greens and hamhock. I really like both, but I was on the minority with the collard greens. Hadiah received her upper braces to great excitement only to realize that after a day she could hardly chew due to pain. Rebecca and I think her age just jumped with the new image. Kindergarten continues with my great joy in trying to get to pick her up at noon to hear about her morning. She is in the "advanced" math with 5 boys and is reading. Of interest, was her statement one day about one of her teachers who has gray hair, "The teachers are old, but they know stuff." The Todds, our neighbors who we bought the house from, came over for steak last night. Rebecca had promised steak to them for some time and we finally got them invited. We have moved forward in that Rebecca didn't get fired-up once, and the girls know the general process of cleaning up. I must admit that we do move faster when Rebecca gets fired-up so we will have to get used to cleaning at a slower pace. May God bless. dasen