Day 29 Write 31 Days Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: “Take a shoebox and…” I don’t have any shoeboxes. I don’t keep shoeboxes. When I buy shoes, I leave the box at the store. Somehow, I wear this as a badge of dishonor; a testament to my wretched mothering. I have no shoeboxes. IRead More
I am not pro-homeschool, public, private, co-op, military (best money we ever spent), charter, un or free range. The way I see it, you do what ya gotta do. And I have tried them all. This year our daughter will graduate from college. She was Classically homeschooled from the 2nd grade through high school. HerRead More
Our four-year-old son, leader of the vandals, Sam has been referring to himself in the third person. Furthermore, he calls himself “Sammy.” Y’all, no one calls him Sammy but himself. “Sammy wants to go outside.” “Sammy doesn’t like dat kind of cheese.” “Sammy wants to get naked and eat cake.” I find this odd. AndRead More
I begged God, “Grant him success. Please, I don’t want him to be discouraged, humiliated. Worse still, I don’t want him to give up. You gave him a hero’s heart… Please….
My Grammar can be graded, at best … “adequate.” I have only had my blog up two days. Two of my most trusted grammatically correct friends have already repaired my babble, six or seven times. God bless you angels of the written word. So I fumble through my commas, and debate, Oxford comma, or no? Read More