Art to Teach History

Check out this amazing video! I found it while looking for some teaching videos.

Kseniya Simonova is a Ukrainian artist who just won Ukraine's version of "America's Got Talent." She uses a giant light box, dramatic music, imagination and "sand painting" skills to interpret Germany's invasion and occupation of Ukraine during WWII. I am touched by the artistry.

My Favorite Mammal

"Mom, can you guess what my favorite mammal is?" "I know what my favorite mammal is," says Daniel. As I am busy perusing a website featuring a book on mammals my son has this conversation with his sister and I. It was a thinking outloud kind of a conversation. Then the announcement: "You're my favorite mammal", he says to me with his sweet and irresistable grin. Wow. My son's favorite mammal! And why not!

Once again, the beauty of homeschooling, as they say. I have just been crowned from my head down to my heart as my son's favorite mammal. I think I'll congratulate myself! So, here's to science, and to my son's understanding of the value of God-breathed human life, and not just any life, but of his favorite mammal, his mother.

Mission's Flame

March is Missions Month at Covenant of Grace Christian Fellowship! We'll be doing this song. I especially love the scriptures, pictures, and the quotes throughout. I hope you're blessed, and may our heart burn bright with a missions flame.

Onomatopoeia

Reshk, frishk, shuskkk, lushk, sheshkk, dushkk, dushkk. "THIS! NOW THIS IS A PLANET BLASTER!!! he says. More frushk, sheshkk, dushka, sheshk. "Now, you don't want to mess with THAT! It will explode!!!" Lego builders thinking, building, announcing, as the colorful pegged blocks go scooting across the wooden table making sounds that defy all sense of phonics. Bass-voiced Daddy eeks out Be Thou My Vision in squeaky pitched hum. "Achoo!" Beautiful blonde reads and sneezes simultaneously, thereby displaying her future career as a mother in multitasking. This is the sound on the other side of the wall behind me. This is the sound of a Family Night. Click, click, click, go Momma's fingers across the keys as the sights that go with the sounds, though not visible to her, fuel her flame. The flame of joy and love that glimmers and grows in the night, this night. Gotta go now. Gotta go see! : ) I just can't stand not seeing it!

I follow Apologia on Facebook where they recently posted this fascinating link. This is what happens to water when it lands in more water. Apologia is the publisher of a well-loved Homeschool Science Curriculum.

I am still pondering the spiritual application.

Definition: coalesce - To come together so as to form one whole; unite (from Latin coalescere com- 'together' + alescere 'to grow up') "When it coalesces waves are generated...."

Field Lily has been doing the following:

Enjoying a 6-week break from leading worship, traveling to and from Georgia realizing enroute that all school books were left at home resting happily in the garage, enjoyed Georgia rain and snow, ate more Southern cooking than I care to shake a stick at while I was there, taught my 7 year old niece while I was there, yes I homeschooled her for an hour. We had a wonderful time! After our return, we had house guests for the next 3-4 days, we resumed our weekly park-day adventures, hugged numerous friends, enjoyed a night of Chocolate Fondue with 16 homeschooling Moms, still slept good last night, loved the time with the Lord this morning in worship and in the word, ate fish for lunch today, napped this afternoon, planned school lessons this evening, chatted on facebook, thought about what the Lord is teaching me as all of this was being done, realized I hadn't written a post in 3 weeks. Asking the Lord about that. Realizing how much I am enjoying being a part of a prayer blog, realizing how little of the Lord's goodness I deserve, and thankful for all I've received.

Grammar issues, punctuation, spelling, run on sentences? Probably. Love you all? Absolutely! Which is more important? I'm smiling as I think of the answer.

Grandaddy

This is Grandaddy to Bethany and Daniel. We are flying to see him, and the rest of our Georgia family, tomorrow afternoon.

This picture was taken when our son was two. As the weeks pass with Grandaddy's cancer, the memories we have like this one are becoming all the more special. We hold tightly to those times, and continue to trust our living and loving God for the next moment, for Grandaddy, and for all of us.