Easter Memories


I didn’t go into Lent intending to give up blogging, but it essentially ended up that way.  More on that later.  Here are some memories from our Easter celebrations.

Holy Thursday

We didn’t do school that day and got lots of laundry and errands completed (Papa was home!).  At dinner, we read the story of the Last Supper and N. washed our feet.

Good Friday

We try to keep the time between noon and 3pm as quiet as possible, not talking unless absolutely necessary.  This is pretty hard for the kids to remember (and hard for us too, frankly!), but I am always impressed at how seriously the kids take it for the short time their attention span lasts without a reminder.  One year, we turned off the lights in the house and prayed and colored pictures of the Stations of the Cross.  This year, we went to our church and walked the Stations, then came home and let the kids watch a children’s version of the film Ben-Hur.

After 3pm, preparations for Easter really began.  We cleaned the house from top to bottom, made hot cross buns and got out the boxes of Easter decorations, then broke the Good Friday fast with fish and homemade French fries.

Holy Saturday

We had soccer games in the morning.


We spent the afternoon dying eggs, decorating the house for Easter,


A happy Easter to you too, Mr. Beethoven!

and making pie for Easter dinner.


We also made a Paschal candle (a mini-version of the huge candle blessed in the Easter Vigil Mass).


We bought a kit this year, but in years past we have just used a white candle from the Dollar Store and poked 5 cloves into it in the shape of a cross.  The five cloves stand for the five wounds of Christ.  The kit used tiny nails.


All set for Easter morning

Easter Sunday

Easter baskets and candy at breakfast


In two days, Teddy has practically memorized this book.


Beautiful Mass


Parish egg hunt after Mass



We spent a lovely afternoon with N.’s brother and family and then topped off the day with a trip to N’s school.  They are temporarily housing a mare and newborn colt, and we wanted to show our niece and nephews.  The horses are very gentle and enjoy being petted by the kids.  They also have chickens and turtles the kids can play with (a little bit).  Teddy loves this place and talks about it many times every day…”horsey, baby, pet horsey, chickens, two turtles…” (over and over and over :-) ).


Easter Monday

After an egg hunt with our homeschool group,


we headed off to the woods.  N. had a long Easter break this year, so we spent last night camping near Lake Houston.


Champion firestarter


Teddy: “Rock! Throw it in!”

Happy Easter!


Kindle review


Last year I made a pretty huge technological leap (for me).  I got a Kindle in June and an Iphone 5 in November.  These were both gifts from my hubby to try to help me enter the 21st century.  Here’s what I think of my Kindle.

I have the most basic Kindle.

Kindle e-reader

I did not want to watch movies or listen to music on the thing–just read books.

I keep it in this case that includes a light powered by the Kindle battery.

I highly recommend this case. It’s a fraction of the cost of the Kindle brand cases.

My first Kindle broke within the first few months, and Amazon replaced it immediately. Good customer service.

What I can do on the Kindle:

I can read books and certain magazines and blogs on it (and maybe listen to audio books although I haven’t tried that).  The magazines and blogs require a monthly subscription fee.

Most classic books are in the public domain and are free on Kindle—I love that.

I can check out e-books from the library and read them on the Kindle.

I can borrow certain books from Amazon for free on the Kindle with an Amazon Prime membership, one at a time, once a month.

I can borrow and lend books for free among friends with a Kindle (it’s like real borrowing—while I have it, my friend can’t access it).

With the free Kindle app for smartphones, I can read my book on my phone if I forget to bring the Kindle somewhere, and N. and I can read the same book at the same time.

What I like about the Kindle:

Most classic novels are in the public domain, and are free on Kindle.  I have the complete works of Shakespeare, Emily Dickinson, and Lucy Maud Montgomery (to name a few) in my purse to read at any time.  When we started homeschooling, and I needed to clear space for the large library of childrens’ books I hoped to amass, and purchase a bookcase to hold them in, so I chose to sell a ton of paperback books I’d read in college or hoped to read someday.  This was painful (and sometimes I still regret it), but we have a small home and there just wasn’t space.  It helps that I have been able to download many of those books (which were mostly classics) onto my Kindle.

Reading on the Kindle is easy on the eyes, not overstimulating like reading from a computer screen or phone (this does not apply to the Kindle app on the phone, obviously).  It is very much like reading a book.  The screen is not self-lighting, which is why I have a case with a little reading lamp.

My favorite place to read the Kindle is while exercising on the elliptical at the Y.  For many years I have tried to smash paperback books into the little book holders on that machine, usually with little success.  I generally end up exercising with one hand and holding the book up with the other.   And a bulky hardback from the library?  Impossible!

I purchased a bunch of easy children’s readers for pretty cheap on the Kindle.  It is extremely convenient to have these on hand for my three emerging readers whenever we are out about town or out of town.  The kids like the novelty of reading on a device, and I don’t have to run around trying to find books they can read in the madness of getting them all out the door.

So far, I like the Kindle best for free classics that the kids aren’t ready to read yet or brand-new nonfiction books that are easy enough for me to read while exercising.

What I don’t like about the Kindle:

While I do not have internet access from my basic Kindle, I can browse the Amazon Kindle library if I’m in a place with wi-fi.  I have sometimes been distracted from reading by doing this.

For awhile I was paying for a subscription to a blog on the Kindle.  This was silly because I could easily check the blog on the computer for free.  Also, because it was a busy blog with multiple authors, it was constantly uploading new content.  It was extremely distracting whenever I turned on the device to read a book, and saw that there were 2 new blog posts!  Just like turning on my phone and seeing that there are 3 new emails.  It’s very hard to have the discipline not to constantly check that kind of thing.  Eventually I deleted the subscription and have committed to using the Kindle for books only.

While a Kindle book is less expensive than a new real book, I don’t usually buy new books.  I rarely buy any books that aren’t “$.01 plus 3.99 shipping” on Amazon Marketplace.  So it’s been hard for me to justify paying more for a book just to have it on the device.

Also, I often leave books I’m reading lying around the house.  The kids pick them up, look them over, and William might try to read a page or two.  If it’s a children’s book, the younger kids might try to read a bit too.  This experience is completely lost on them if I’m reading an electronic book, and this is my biggest concern with the Kindle.  It disturbs me that Teddy says “phone” whenever he sees me reading on my Kindle.

While I do use the Amazon Prime Free Lending Library, I don’t every month.  The selection feels random to me, and I usually use the library when I hear a book in it recommended in a blog post, rarely from my own searches in the library.

Just this month I purchased C. S. Lewis’s Out of the Silent Planet.

It was about the same price for a used paperback or the Kindle version, but I chose the paperback copy.  I thought William might be ready to read this book too.  Yes, he might have a Kindle someday and I can “lend” it to him, but not yet!  So for a week or so, I’m back to exercising with one hand.  :-)

What We’re Reading Wednesday: Revisiting Brideshead


What I’ve been reading…

I finished Brideshead Revisited, and I completely take back what I said a few weeks ago about it being boring.  It was magnificent, and the ending was perfect.

Brideshead Revisited

I also re-read Wuthering Heights.  And I thought the folks at Brideshead needed therapy!  The Earnshaws make the Flyte family look like a model of domestic bliss!  It’s quite a different experience reading this novel as a teenager and reading it now that I am twice that age. I kept asking myself, did I really think this was a romantic relationship?

Wuthering Heights (Oxford World's Classics)

This time around I thought the novel was brilliant, but in a completely different way.  It’s much more about revenge and forgiveness than romance.  We watched the 1998 Masterpiece Theater film, which is supposed to be the closest to the book.  The complete film is on YouTube.  It followed the plotline well, but almost all the actors looked at least 10 years too old.

It really changes the story to have adults in their late 20s acting out such a self-absorbed obsession.  Their behavior seems much more believable when you realize Catherine and Heathcliff are only 15-18 years old at the pivotal point in the story.

But when is a film version ever equal to the book?  To Kill a Mockingbird, maybe.  And I hear the marathon Brideshead mini-series is great.  Apparently the screenwriters went on strike as they were beginning filming, so they went ahead and just used the book itself as the script.  Maybe I’ll get to that one the next time our family gets sick for two weeks!

Linking up with Jessica’s virtual book club


Made It! and Lent Ideas


I made it to the end of 7 posts in 7 days, despite 2 family illnesses, an ER trip, and a lot of neglected laundry.  To do it, I wrote through naptimes and beyond, often putting on a video so I could just get it posted and then scrambling together a late dinner; other days I just stayed up way too late.  I enjoyed it, but it reminded me why I don’t do that much blogging (or anything else outside of my family duties).  It’s fun, but I’m not willing to live with that kind of disorder all the time.  It did get my brain working though, and now I have some more ideas for posts to come.

I’ll be back again on Wednesday, the beginning of Lent.  Do you know what you’re doing for Lent?  I don’t exactly yet.  My spiritual director suggested I just do better at what I’m already doing, rather than trying to add on various practices that are not realistic given my responsibilities.

My tendency is to make a whole bunch of goals like: no sugar, no blogs, no Facebook, exercise at the gym every day, and three new types of prayer, and then fail the first week.

I do have a book I’m looking forward to reading with the kids:

Catholic Tales for Boys & Girls, by Caryll Houselander (remember her from Advent?)

Catholic Tales for Boys and Girls  -     By: Caryll Houselander

We’ve read some of these tales before, and as they deal with various vices in the form of an endearing story, I think the book also makes a good preparation for First Confession.

If you made it through the entire week with me, thank you!  And please tell me what you would like to read about in the future – health, diet, books, homeschooling, Lent traditions, more birth stories, or the cute things Teddy says?


“More cream cream!”


Our Twins’ Birth Story


Rosie @ A Blog for my Mom is hosting a link-up for twins’ birth stories.  The story of Ben and Marie’s birth is something I’ve wanted to write down for years–about 6 1/2 now!  So here goes.

William was 3 years old, and Louis had just turned 1.  At the time, I was part of a study group for young mothers called Familia.  My friends and I would read various theological works and get together to discuss them in the evenings without kids.  One of the documents we read was Pope John Paul II’s pastoral letter Letter to Families When I read this document, N. and I were kind of on the fence about whether or not to try for another baby.  We were very busy with our active little boys.  Surely another baby would just add to the chaos that was starting to feel a bit unmanageable.  And then I read this:

Families today have too little “human” life.  There is a shortage of people with whom to create and share the common good; and yet that good, by its nature, demands to be created and shared with others: bonum est diffusivum sui: “good is diffusive of itself.”

Those words wouldn’t leave me, I shared them with Nathaniel, and we agreed to be open to God sending some more life into our family.  Little did we know!

Before we could even take a pregnancy test, I started to feel nauseous.  I still can’t stand Brazil nuts, which was what I was eating when the first wave hit.  I immediately called up the midwife who had attended Louis’s birth.  With William, we had attempted birth at a birth center and ended up transferring to the hospital for a Pitocin induction.  It was a difficult birth, and I blamed the hospital.  So we found a homebirth midwife the next time around, and we had Louis at home so quickly that the midwife barely made it.  I thought things had gone well and was prepared to have another homebirth.

The morning-afternoon-evening-nighttime sickness was intense beyond anything I’d experienced with the older boys.  But, I wasn’t incapacitated or losing weight, so we hoped maybe it meant we were having a girl this time.

In my opinion, I was growing faster than I had before, but my midwife assured me my measurements were normal.  Then I had a dream that I was having twins.  Again, I asked my midwife to re-check my measurements and to listen for two heartbeats, but there was nothing unusual.  I had another dream I was having twins, and more questions for my midwife.  She assured me everything looked and sounded like I was only having one baby. Still, I wondered!

We scheduled my 20-week ultrasound on my 29th birthday.  As we were driving to the hospital, Nathaniel asked me, “Are you worried about anything being wrong?”  “No,” I answered, “just that it’s twins!”  Ha, ha, we both laughed.  And I didn’t really believe my intuitions meant anything.

Well, about two seconds into the ultrasound, the technician said, “I see two heads in there.  Looks like you’re having twins!”  A boy and a girl, alive and well, with everything intact.  All I could say was, “I knew it.”

It was like finding out I was pregnant all over again.  Phone calls to everyone and tons of new information to process.  My midwife said that my first priority needed to be getting help with the boys, that I was going to need extra rest and now was the time to set it up.  I was able to find two babysitters who came over every week.  So at least two weekdays I was guaranteed a nap.  It was what we could do, and it helped a lot.

Then we began reevaluating our decision to have a homebirth.  Our midwife was happy to do it, but there would be some changes.  She would have two other midwives attend the birth as well as a nurse, with the additional option of having an ultrasound technician attend with portable u/s equipment.  Our midwife had attended 10 twin births, and half of them had required a hospital transport for a Cesarean, usually for the second twin only.  In one of those births, in which one of her associate midwives, not her, was the primary attendant, the second twin died en route to the hospital.  Unfortunately, that had happened just a few months prior.  When I heard that, I knew we were not going to have a homebirth.  The crucial moment in a twins birth is what the second twin does right after the first twin is born.  If she slides into place, the birth will probably proceed normally.  But when she doesn’t, it can become a very complicated situation.  A skilled attendant can often manipulate the baby into the proper position, but when they can’t, a Cesarean is probably the only option.

Up until that point, I preferred midwives to OBs because they spend so much more time with their clients, during pregnancy and during labor.  Even if they have delivered a fraction of the babies an obstetrician has, they have probably clocked more hours watching women in labor because they don’t leave their patients.  For most births, labor is when problems occur, and I’d trust an experienced midwife to see those problems coming.  But, we thought, if the crucial moment is delivery, then maybe we need to find a practitioner who has clocked more hours catching babies.

Thus began the search for an OB who would deliver twins naturally.  Easier said than done.  The OBs we found who would even try to deliver twins naturally referred to it as “a trial of labor” and insisted that the delivery happen in the operating room in case a Cesarean became necessary.  It turned out that the doctor whom I had seen for William’s unexpected hospital birth was the only one who said he did not believe it was helpful to treat twins as a “high-risk” situation.  He said, “We won’t call it high-risk unless it really is.”  He was an older doctor who had delivered about 100 sets of twins.  Like my midwife, he had a 50% Cesarean rate.  He was comfortable delivering a breech second twin or attempting to manipulate a transverse (sideways) one before doing a Cesarean.  The only problem was that I discovered this doctor had at one point years ago lost his license temporarily for marrying one of his patients.  Ick.  But when I considered my options, I decided that I felt comfortable dealing professionally with him, I felt like he was reliable in the delivery room, and I would just not worry about his private life.  So the do-or-die homebirthers signed up for the hospital tour!

I continued to see my midwife for prenatal care and asked if she would attend our birth as a doula.  She said she would.  I had a very tiring but uneventful pregnancy.  My goal was to make it past Louis’s 2nd birthday.  I didn’t want his birthday to be eclipsed by newborn babies, and I wanted him to always be 2 years older than them.  I remember gathering with a few friends at a playground (with a bathroom!) on Louis’s birthday, October 10.  I was 38 weeks, 2 days pregnant.  4 days later, I told Nathaniel I could not take care of the boys any longer.  He had to start his paternity leave then no matter what.

The next morning, I woke up at 4:30am and knew it was going to be the day.  Contractions were coming slowly but surely, but I didn’t need to wake anyone up yet.  I just paced around the house in the dark, so glad I wasn’t going to be pregnant much longer!  I had been so miserable the last month that I hadn’t even taken a moment to worry about the birth.  C-section or not, I would no longer be pregnant!!

When the sun came up, everybody got up and some friends came to take the boys.  Our midwife came over at about 10am.  I told her I didn’t think I was too far along yet because the contractions weren’t very bad.  I was 7cm dilated.  Considering that I had gone from nothing to delivery in 2 hours with Louis, it was time to call the doctor and get in the car!

The hospital was about 30 minutes away, and it was an uncomfortable ride.  But I wasn’t worried.  When we walked into L & D to sign in at the nurse’s station, my OB waved to us as he walked past.  “Be sure to tell them the interesting part!” he called out.

My midwife had a good friend and fellow homebirth midwife who also worked as an L & D nurse at that hospital.  She was on duty and we quickly requested her!  I was already thinking, why didn’t I like this hospital last time?  I had to spend 10 minutes on the monitors, which was awful, but that was it.  They promised me intermittent Doppler monitoring for the rest of the birth unless anything went wrong.

When that was finished, I wanted to be alone.  Nathaniel had brought our big birth ball, and I just sat on it and rocked back and forth while he and the midwives sat outside the room.  I could hear them chatting, and I wished I could be in total silence.  I felt peaceful, and I had a nice little way of leaning on the birth ball during a contraction that almost took the pain away.  Finally, my midwife came in and watched me for a few contractions.  Then she said, “You’ve got to get rid of that birth ball.  You’re not letting the babies come down.”

I was mad, but I knew she was right.  “If you want to meet those babies, you need to get up and start moving around!”  So I did.  But while the contractions got stronger, they never got closer together than about 2 minutes.  At 9 cm, the staff came in and told me I needed to move into another room, and I didn’t think anything of it.  I just hopped up and walked off to wherever they told us to go.  Having had a Pitocin birth and a 0-10cm-in-2-hours birth before, this slow-going kind of labor felt strangely gentle.  My midwife guessed it was either because my uterus was so huge it couldn’t contract quickly, or it was because my water hadn’t broken yet (which it had in the other two births).  There were a few moments of intensity right at the end because Benedict (Baby A) had his fist scrunched up against his head.  But with two midwives moving me into all different positions, he was fine before they could even call the doctor, who walked in ready to catch a baby.  My water broke just as Benedict was born.  He came out screaming, poor guy, and my first thought was that he looked exactly like William (who also came out screaming!).  I got to hold Ben for a few minutes until suddenly I felt an enormous contraction coming on.  I quickly passed Ben to Nathaniel, and with one giant push, Marie came flying out!

Marie looked blue to me, and I kept asking someone to make sure she was okay, even though the nurses and all the people who had appeared in the room without my even knowing it assured me she was perfectly fine.  Then we were holding the babies and trying to get them to nurse, and I remembered the placenta still had to come.  The two placentas had fused into one big one, which, at 10 pounds, was quite a bit larger than either baby.  Thankfully it didn’t have any bones!

Benedict and Marie were born 7 minutes apart, just before 5pm, which made them a few hours shy of 39 weeks.  They were 6 lb 12 oz and 6 lb 10 oz.

Afterwards, my doctor congratulated us and said, “I wish they could all be like this one.”  I had to agree; it had definitely been my easiest delivery.  When I was pregnant with Teddy four years later, I kept wishing and hoping, “If I could just have the twins’ birth over again!”  I sure didn’t, but that’s another birth story!

Proud Papa with the birth ball that had to go

The hospital staff treated us like celebrities, and I had the chance to let memories from my first hospital birth heal.  I did find trying to nurse the twins overwhelming, and being a small out-of-the-way hospital, they didn’t have great breastfeeding support.  I also wanted to get home to the boys and we went home in 24 hours.

I didn’t have much time to think about the birth because I could tell breastfeeding was going to be a challenge.  The twins were small and sleepy, and I was exhausted.  A friend who was training to be a La Leche League leader came over a few times and then recommended a lactation consultant.  She was wonderful and recommended some herbal help with milk production.  This stuff worked overnight.

If I could do it over again, I would not have tried to nurse both babies at the same time in the beginning.  It would have been easier if I’d given them both time to learn separately.  But anyway, we survived, and they nursed for 20 months.

Doesn’t Louis look just like Teddy?

Today Ben and Marie are happy and healthy almost 6 1/2 year olds.  They have very different personalities and interests, but they always watch out for each other.  This afternoon Marie came down with the flu (what have we done to anger the sick fates?) and as soon as Ben heard Nathaniel ask me to get the thermometer, he ran to get her a drink of water, with a straw, because of course she’d be drinking it lying down.  Later in the day she was lying on the couch, and Teddy walked by and bopped her on the face with a board book, right on her stitches:(  Benedict then stationed himself on the opposite couch to protect her.

Our twins sure did add to the chaos, but they also multiplied the love and life in our family immeasurably.

There are many more twin birth stories at Rosie’s!

And this is Post 6 of 7 posts in 7 days!

Homeschool: Midyear review


We’re halfway through the school year so I’m going to do a review of everybody’s progress.  In other words, long post alert!

When I asked the kids’ opinion over Christmas break, they said things are good but they would like more field trips, science experiments, and glitter glue.  We’ve been on a bunch of field trips the last two months, Papa has promised to bring more experiments home from school, and I reminded them that projects with glitter glue make their mama mean.  We can do one, but be forewarned.

Each year I like to pick one subject to focus on with each child, and William’s this year is writing.  He has learned how to write in cursive and narrate (homeschoolspeak for the ability to orally summarize what he reads), so he’s ready to write a paragraph on his own.  We tried Sonlight’s Language Arts and Writing Strands, and neither program was clear enough for him.  Dry-as-a-bone Saxon Grammar and Writing 5 has turned out to be just what he needs.  The program is very straightforward, although I do let him choose his own topics.

It turns out all those years of copying good literature and writing from dictation paid off.  His writing style is emerging “fully formed” and it’s excellent.  (He still doesn’t enjoy writing, but he can tell he’s doing a good job).

He’s reading books from Sonlight Core D about early American history.  The spine is The Landmark History of the American People for Young People, which I enjoy reading with him.


Here’s his schedule (he’s in 5th grade):

Every day…

Practice memory work (a Bible verse, a poem, and a few other things)

Practice piano

Listen to the gospel for daily Mass

Copywork or dictation and work on his current paragraph

One or two math lessons from Saxon 6/5 (usually just Lesson Practice)

Division facts on my phone

Grammar (Mon/Wed) or Latin (Tues/Thurs)

Read American History (Mon/Wed) or Old Testament (Tues/Thurs)

Read Literature

Exercise and sunshine

Some kind of science–I don’t have to schedule this for William as he spends his free time following the weather all over the U.S., cultivating plants, and studying field guides.  We do have a biography/ activity book about Isaac Newton that we are slowly reading through (maybe a few times a month).

Louis (2nd grade)


Memory work (same as William)

All About Spelling (just finishing Level 1)

Explode the Code phonics workbook

Singapore Math Level 2A


Reading The Beginner’s Bible aloud

The Beginner's Bible -- Timeless Children's Stories

Listening to the day’s gospel reading, an Old Testament story, and a read aloud

Subtraction facts on my phone

Piano practice

First Communion prep with the First Communion Catechism

 (unless I win Kendra’s new book today!)

Insert my review of All About Spelling: if your child needs the Orton-Gillingham approach, this program is engaging, requires almost no planning, and is completely reusable for another child. (yea!)  It is fairly time consuming if used according to the lesson plans, but you could easily omit activities if your child is a natural speller. It’s perfect for a non-workbook approach to spelling.

Ben and Marie (Kinder)


Memory work (Bible verse and poem–they listen in on the older boys’ things too)

Explode the Code phonics workbook


Math facts drill

Reading Sonlight’s I Can Read It! books aloud

Listening to the Bible and read-alouds

The focus for Ben & Marie this year is handwriting, because they taught themselves to write the last few years while I was teaching the older boys, and they began the year forming most of their letters incorrectly.  Oops–a minor homeschooling fail there.  Then they whipped through their kindergarten handwriting book in a few months while I was teaching the older boys so now I’m trying to carefully watch their few words worth of copywork and I think they will be fine.

Their seatwork only takes about 30 minutes, and so they spend a lot of the morning playing outside or with Legos.  This is the age where the craziness of infant twins really begins to pay off.  Now they’ve got a built-in classmate and playmate, or if I need them to play with Teddy, they can take turns playing something little with him and playing with their own things.

What else?

Weekly goals (we don’t always do all this, of course–we don’t always do all the daily goals either, obviously!)

Nature walk by the bayou down the street

One weekday Mass

William did wrestling in the fall and L, M, & B take gymnastics

Soccer starts in a week for all of them


Marie’s American Heritage Girls troop


Co-op at our parish (we study one sacrament a month)

Lab class at the science museum

“Kids Book Club” and park day with our homeschool group (we missed this last semester but are glad to be back in!)


Since we quit Cub Scouts, and this was the year William was going to start camping every month, we thought we’d try for a family, or at least father/son, campout every month.  We’ve been once.  But we have plans to go again soon.

I also wanted to get us doing some kind of volunteer work every month.  So far some friends and I have taken our kids to help at a food pantry a few times this year.  We make sandwiches and sack lunches that are delivered to families with preschool age children.  We might get to start delivering the lunches soon.  Making this a monthly thing might be a project for Lent.

Have a happy weekend!

This is Post 5 of 7 posts in 7 days.

Winter Field Trips


Here’s the week’s cute pictures post, a recap of our field trips the last two months.

We got some of our tree saplings from the Arbor Day celebration at the Jesse Jones Park and Nature Center.

A walk through a bald cypress swamp (not very swampy this time of year)




A visit to the Houston Police horses’ barn


We could bring apples, carrots, and candy canes to feed to the horses.


As you can see, the horses are used to getting treats from visitors and they were very forward!  Teddy’s second word was “horse” and he spent a few months constantly asking to hold a couple of Marie’s toy horses.

Unfortunately the real thing absolutely terrified him.  He actually said his word for “dinosaur” when the first one stuck its head out of the corral!


Butterfly exhibit at the Natural Science Museum

Teddy liked the “bise flies” much better than “horsey.”

Just yesterday we went to the Aquarium with our one of our homeschool groups.


Petting sting rays


Look!  It’s Dory!


The Houston Aquarium randomly includes the city’s only permanent Ferris Wheel.

This has been a pretty crazy week, to be honest, one that included a Tuesday night trip to the ER for stitches for Marie.


Spending the day at the aquarium was actually the last thing I wanted to do the next morning, but it turned out to be the best thing to take her (and my) mind off our worries.


Dear old H-town


Given everything that’s happened this month, I may as well include our regular trips to doctors’ offices as part of our curriculum.  Here’s a reading lesson at the pediatrician’s.

Field trips are definitely a strength of homeschooling, and although they can be pretty draining, I’m usually glad we did it after it’s all over!  I feel like we do a pretty good job of being tourists in our hometown.  Except NASA–can you believe we’ve never been there?

This is Post 4 of 7 posts in 7 days.

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