first day of the third week…

Okay, so I might have panicked just a little yesterday when I opened my Instructor Guide and saw that on Friday we had not finished a few things.  Friday is Chesapeake Christian Homeschool Group Park Day so we were out at the VB City Park  in the afternoon, and then ran a few errands for weekend events and projects.  We left Chesapeake just a tad later than we should’ve and got seriously stuck in traffic.  By the time we got home it was after five o clock.  Saturday was paint day (different post) and Sunday is SABBATH – Thank you God!  So Monday morning … Continue reading first day of the third week…

The School Room!

So it seems that savvy and hip homeschoolers spend August sprucing up their school rooms.  Grace and I shopped for some desk chairs, and storage for notebooks and Instructor Guides, and reorganized our book shelves to make space for our Sonlight books and also extra trips to the Library.  So here is how our School Room looks!  I can say that after a few days of school it seems to be holding up! Continue reading The School Room!

Post Scripts

I am here at my desk on Friday night of Labor Day weekend.  We didn’t go to the farm (in southwest Virginia) because we thought we were getting a hurricane in our coastal Virginia town, and of course, if there’s a hurricane coming you have a choice.  Either stay home to watch the water rise in the yard, and put buckets under the leaks that are inevitable with 100 mph winds and a 90-year-old house, or if it’s really bad, leave.  Well, since it wasn’t predicted to be that bad, we stayed home, buckets at the ready.  Not that I’m disappointed exactly, but now … Continue reading Post Scripts

A different kind of journey

I am here at my desk on Friday night of Labor Day weekend.  We didn’t go to the farm (in southwest Virginia) because we thought we were getting a hurricane in our coastal Virginia town, and of course, if there’s a hurricane coming you have a choice.  Either stay home to watch the water rise in the yard, and put buckets under the leaks that are inevitable with 100 mph winds and a 90-year-old house, or if it’s really bad, leave.  Well, since it wasn’t predicted to be that bad, we stayed home, buckets at the ready.  Not that I’m disappointed exactly, but now … Continue reading A different kind of journey