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Our Homeschool Room - August 2013

We haven't updated much since our last homeschool room photos here .  I've been baby-proofing since Zach (my 8-month old) is crawling everywhere and had to empty the small shelf because it had a lot of things that could hurt him if he ever got a hold of them.  I have Katie's artwork hanging on yarn across the room and used mini clothes-pins to hang the art onto the yarn. We live in a double-wide manufactured home and use our dining room also as our homeschool room.  I'm standing in the kitchen for the first shot: Here is another view from a different part of the kitchen: This is our pantry, which divides the dining room and the living room and gives us lots of room to store food!  It has a radio/cassette built-in with an intercom system.  I put up charts that go along with whatever science we are studying at the time and then we have our bulletin board and a magnetic board for calendars, reading lists, etc. Looking in from the hallway: One bookshe

I Will.......Oh, Wait.....I Could

I was grading papers tonight and came across my daughter's sentence, of which she must have had second thoughts about because she changed the wording of it LOL! Zach is my daughter's baby brother, he is 8 months old. I think I remember the day she had this writing assignment.  She came to me in the kitchen and said, "Mommy, I will always be smarter than Zach right, because he is younger than me?"  I then told her how that might not be true (to her shock) and that he may be a genius for all we know.  So, that must have been when she marked out "will" and put "could."  Too funny.....

Song For a Fifth Child

Song For a Fifth Child  by Ruth Hamilton. 1958 Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth empty the dustpan, poison the moth, hang out the washing and butter the bread, sew on a button and make up a bed. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). Dishes are waiting and bills are past due (pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo). The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew and out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo but I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue? (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo). The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow, for children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep. I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.