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So, I’m a little concerned

Today the girls and I were reading “An Island Story”, which we use as source material for History, Geography and English. We’re reading about Edward III and his son, the Black Prince. I always encourage the girls to ask questions as we’re reading, to encourage conversation and attentiveness. About halfway through, Goldilocks asks, “Mom, what would happen is nobody did what the king asked?”

Flippantly, I replied that the person would probably be put to death (This was 1346, after all!).

True to form, one question begets another. She responds, “But who would do it for him? No one listens to him.” (Clearly I’m not listening to her either). “Would he do it HIMSELF?!”

“I suppose so,” I concede distractedly.

“Okay, but what would he use? No one will make any killing machines because no one will do what he says.”

From her quiet (and suddenly ominously dark) corner, Red Riding Hood responded, deadpan, “There’s always strangling. And kitchen knives.”

We may never sleep again…

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Garlic

This was our conversation at breakfast this morning:

Goldilocks: Daddy, I don’t understand why you don’t like garlic. I mean, it’s delicious, and it keeps away vampires! And you could always just clean your teeth afterwards.

Papa Bear: No, people can smell garlic on me after I’ve eaten it. I don’t like that.

Goldilocks: Yes, but you could clean your teeth.

Papa Bear: *Ahem*. The way my body metabolises garlic makes it seep out of my pores when I sweat.

Goldilocks: (wrinkles nose) Attractive.

Red Riding Hood: Just eat it on a cold day, then! Problem solved.

The value of hard work?

I can't believe I work this hard to be this poor

Can you relate to this? What are you gonna do about it?

Of lies and truths and fairy tales

Honesty is the key to successI recently discussed the value and importance of integrity in dealing with our children. Well, this week we were addressing how to take the moral high road when dealing with other children in situations that seem to us to be unfair. Myu poor darlings, terrified of some fiery, dragonish retort at what an adult might perceive to be childish pettiness, were reluctant to volunteer their ideas on ways to turn the situation around and treat everyone fairly. I encouraged them to be honest and promised to listen to their concerns impartially.

It worked extremely well. They opened up and shared their fears and concerns, as well as some really good ideas for working together in harmony. We laughed and joked and connected. I was delighted.

Of course, my children will never cease to catch me off guard. Once we’d addressed the issues at hand, Goldilocks looked at me very seriously and said, “Mom, please can the same apply to you.”

I was confused. By this stage, we’d moved far from the topic of open sharing, and I didn’t know what the “same” thing was that was supposed to apply to me.

“Honesty,” she answered simply.

“I’m always honest with you! I make an effort to be as open and clear on every subject – as far as is appropriate.”

She looked at me with scathing cynicism, and uttered a single word: “Fairies?”

Ah.

So I came clean. I explained my views (which took some time) and encouraged them to develop a rich imagination while still understanding the line between fantasy and reality. And I admonished them sternly NOT to tell DeeDee and Dexter – or anyone else their age!

Much later I realised the value of having cleared all that up. “Girls,” I called. “Now that you know the truth, do I still have to give you money when you lose your teeth?”

“Of course not,” they sang out sweetly in chorus.

Then Red Riding Hood, with her piercing (and domestic-focused) mind, asked, “Mom, what do you do with the teeth when you take them out from under the pillow?” (There was a horror-laden pause as she weighed the options). “Do you – *gasp* – throw them away?”

“Well …” I began.

“Yes, you do,” she said pragmatically. “‘Cos otherwise that’d just be GRIM.”

Don't lie to your kids.

Don’t lie to your kids.

Seven Types of Ordinary Happiness

I needed this today, and finding it spoke to me about God’s understanding of our true, deep needs, as opposed to what we believe we need. This cartoon was posted on Facebook on a page called “Making Sense of Things”. I like that there’s a page dedicated to this, but I was struck by the fact that we have that sense: God has made things plain to us, and everything makes sense in Him. Even when, sometimes, it doesn’t.

The owner of the page said:

From my favourite Australian cartoonist, Michael Leunig, demonstrating happiness, contentment, mindful appreciation, being in the moment – in the most ordinary of moments – of the every day 
I love the one that is ‘happiness blended with a mysterious sadness’… it’s always bewildering.

Seven types of ordinary happiness

Seven types of ordinary happiness

Too quick!

Delicious paleo chocolate

Delicious paleo chocolate

Goldilocks is something of a design prodigy. She’s worked on a few of my recent logo and blog construction projects (take a look at Aunty Em’s). She’s getting so good that today I was teasing her about joining my staff as a designer. Obviously, all the design work she’s done has been for educational purposes, but I was trying to convince her to accept chocolate in exchange for her efforts, should her work sell. I explained that technically she’s too young to earn a salary. Her sassy response? “Can’t you just relabel it ‘Pocket Money’?”

Clever girl.

A little humour

Well, it’s only taken two days (and counting) to even begin to get organised. I have at least another two days of planning and prep to go – and only IF I cut some serious corners. I find it very overwhelming, sometimes, trying to fit my life and requirements into my available resources, but I guess that’s what good stewardship is all about. And let’s face it, if I don’t get organised ASAP, this year will be a disaster.

On a lighter note, young Goldilocks has embarked on that phase of life that includes creating jokes. They’re works in progress, and some are pretty dire, but she keeps refining them, and her sense of humour becomes more and more sophisticated with each one. Despite the cringeworthiness of some of her offerings, it’s a genuine pleasure to watch her grow.

Here are some:

“Why do authors not like stop streets?”
– They don’t have WRITE of way.

“Why was the Pirate excited to go to the store?”
– Everything was on SAIL.

“What frame of mind do you need to be in to travel on the river in Paris?”
– InSEINE.


Today’s reading:
Gen. 7-9; 1 Thess. 5 and Prov. 3
The Message:
We have what we need. Be content and happy.

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