I have often heard my mother-in-law say wistfully that if there were any age she wished she could freeze her children, it would be when they were 8 and 3. (She liked having the youngest potty trained.) Well, I would have to echo her sentiments about the ages of my children right now. What a blessing it is to have them home with me at this stage in their lives!
Last night we had a used Sonlight Core delivered to our front door. Although it is intended for Micah, Rachel quickly nabbed a book and began to read. She has become as much a bookworm this year as her older brother.
Rachel is never far from some beloved creature. Her whole closet is filled with stuffed animals, which we don't mind except when they are all on the floor.
Josiah made a birthday card for Dad. He rarely draws but when he does, it is so cute. Here "Dad" is holding two birthday balloons that are his favorite color, and underneath is a ladybug. He later added fireworks and the word, "Boom!" as well as a picture of Dad holding scissors cutting Josiah's very long hair. (No idea where he got that?!)
Teenagers are just weird, but I'll spend time with this one any day. Micah wore sunglasses the entire day, pretending to be a secret agent. You might blow your cover taking them off, even for a dictation test.
Josiah is constructing what he called, "The Ants' Doom." If an ant walked by, it was crushed by rocks. In spite of his bent on destroying ants, he has been telling us lately he loves nature and that "science is awesome."
A quick sketch by Rachel says at the top, "Josiah, you are my pot of gold." That captures what this year at home has meant to my children--closer relationships with each other as they have learned how valuable each one is.
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