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And Also . . . About Commonplace
I just wrote about Chambers and his classic little book My Utmost For His Highest. And the quote I included said, “Some people do a certain thing and the way in which they do it hallows that thing for ever afterwards. It may be the most commonplace thing, but after we have seen them do it, it becomes different.” As…
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Just Now . . .
It may be February – but I am just now putting up my Christmas gift. (And by “I” I actually do not mean me. Because “I” am, uh, horrible at hanging items in a secure fashion. Just ask my husband. Or don’t. Please.) As I was saying . . . the Christmas gift is just now being displayed. Because that’s…
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Sometimes It Looks Like This
Homeschool looks different in every house. (At least, I assume it does. I have not personally been at every homeschool house – right?) Some days it looks pretty normal. And I like that. And there are other days. Days when I like homeschool less because of what my children are learning and more because of how they are learning. And…
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Truth Never Changes
Rearranging is fun. When I rearrange I always seem to find some old treasure. Recently it was a book. Oswald Chambers My Utmost For His Highest. One of those classics that you just keep going back to because it always seems to be relevant. (Even though its original publication date was 1935.) The pages of my copy are crumpled, like…
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In Search Of . . . Schedule
At our house, in this homeschool, living this life . . . it seems I am always in search of more routine. Some structure. A few seldom-changing, set-almost-in-stone daily-weekly-hourly occurrences. In a word – consistency. I thought I had that down pretty well back when I had just three kids. Riley was being homeschooled. London and Mosely were toddlers. And…
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Joining Us Already In Progress
Wilder has a new skill. It’s called Balance Standing. (Or something like that.) He pulls to a standing position with the aid of any nearby object – ottoman, stool, leg, whatever. And then he expertly releases his hands from their gripping position. And balances. (Did I mention that he isn’t even officially nine months old yet?) In other Keigley news…
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She’s So Lucky
This happened this afternoon. I don’t have to make this stuff up. (I just have to remember to write it down.) The day was beautiful. Dry. Sunny. Moderate temperature. London, Mosely and Berg were playing outside. I heard crying at the door and went to investigate. The Crying One was London. When I asked her why she was crying, this…
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“Look” vs. “Are”
Has anyone ever said to you, “You look pretty today.”? How about “You are pretty.”? Did you notice a difference there? You are pretty. You look pretty. It may just be one verb, but I think its meaning is pretty significant. (Or maybe I just over analyze everything.) Probably. This is what I hear. (And I have been accused of…
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You Have To See This
We are so crazy-blessed to have many framily and friends who are talented photographers. And I think maybe their lens does an even better job when they are looking at our kids. (Oh, you know I am just kidding. Other people’s kids are cute too.) But anyway, you should really see how cute Piper Finn and Beckett and Otto look…
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Unexpected
Kevin had taken Riley, Bergen, Mosely and Piper with him to the store. Fox was asleep. London and I were suddenly alone in our own home. Just the two of us. Unexpected. It was so quiet. And peaceful. And what I really wanted to do was to steal the time. Steal the time for me. I wanted to finish The…
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Mosely likes that
We were standing at the checkout counter when Mosely saw it. A sock monkey backpack. She tugged at my sleeve. “Mom – isn’t that so cute?” I agreed that it was. Piper pointed at the backpack with admiration as well. The sock monkey backpack. But it was on someone else’s back. And I tried to help the kids to admire…
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According To Her
I asked, “What did you guys talk about during class today?” London answered: “My friend Isaac said, ‘I have big muscles because I drink a lot of milk.’ Mom can we drink more milk? I showed everyone my muscles and the teacher said, ‘Man, that girl has big muscles’ and I told them it was really because I do pull…
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Purpose
I like to be happy. I don’t like tears. Or trouble. Or heartache. Or sin. Or putting away laundry. I don’t care for difficult circumstances. Hardship. Strain. Damaged relationships. Dirty houses. Dust. I like peace. Tidiness. Sleeping in. Harmony. Recently at my Bible study our group was talking about the sin of unthankfulness. And how we can be so ungrateful…
