Sunday, September 15, 2013


Until today, I officially resigned from blogging. At least for now, the immediate and indefinite future. The calendar this summer had every second scheduled and because of it, I have been slowly removing commitments from our current routine and judiciously taking on new ones. With all the ups and downs of keeping a consistent writing pattern going, I finally decided to let this one go, even though it mostly brought me joy.

But not enough.

Not enough to surpass my new priority of keeping a homeschooling record (I am trying not to view it as the bane of my existence). My yarn and fabric are prettier and more worthwhile than a blog. Really, I have a ton of shit to do and didn't feel like expending mental energy on another boring post. So I quit.

And I didn't even feel bad about it. It felt really good to let it go.

Until today, when John and I went outside to take measurements for the raised garden beds we are about to build. My excitement about growing our food started to bubble and I started making a list of what to plant and do and keep track of.

Ummmmmmm, yep. I want to keep a record of our little journey into gardening and I want to SHARE it. The itch to write resurfaced.

I was a bit stunned by the feeling as I have never been someone who LOVES to write, but I do love to share (I'm a bit of a narcissist). So...

Today I canned my first batch of applesauce, picked by my girl. First time canning too and I couldn't wait to show someone!

The joke's on me. My resilience as a quitter of this place was short lived, and though I will probably pop in a little less, I am glad to be somewhere familiar and sharing our slice. ~ OP

Friday, August 30, 2013

*this moment*

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by SouleMama.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Back to Unschool

*planting kisses*

We are officially in back to school mode. For Buddy that means the school grind. For me that means learning to keep good records of our days to satisfy the state homeschooling requirements. For D that means playing. A lot. And me backing off and recognizing how much ground we really cover every day.

*homemade modeling clay*

We are really starting to get the hang of this, but sometimes I need a visual aid. These pics are helping me relax about not doing a more structured, curriculum based schooling. Which we don't want, but is hard to imagine as a new unschooler. So we'll just keep playing and learning and never know the difference between the two. ~ OP

*camping cookout - the sticks were all her idea*

*making a giant bubble wand*

*she ended up with 7 or 8, and gave me three tattoos*

*i left some supplies on the table and she went to work constructing a train*

*she also decorated for her baby doll's first birthday*

*we made this bird feeder together, and it was the first time she used an exacto knife.*

Friday, August 23, 2013

*this moment*

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. From SouleMama.

Thursday, August 22, 2013


Sometimes it is hard to not talk about your kids especially when they are your main joy and focus in daily life. I do other things. I like other people, but today I am celebrating my dynamic duo. These pics just couldn't be kept hidden any longer. With the summer holidays over, everyone is making adjustments into this new season. I am so glad these two have each other to lean on when life transitions because they genuinely admire and enjoy one another. (Proud mama tear) ~ OP

Friday, August 16, 2013

*this moment*

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by SouleMama.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Mystery Adventure: The Last One...for now

Already 3 weeks past, this was our final adventure for the summer with Buddy. We took the last two weeks off from adventuring so we could get some rest before the new school year would begin.

With our adventure buddies on vacation in the Pacific Northwest (lucky!), I arranged for a different guest to come with us...Dad!

*waiting in line for the sharks and stingrays*

Days off are always more fun with John. We chose to visit somewhere familiar, but always exciting. Our friend works in the Herpetology house at the St. Louis Zoo and invited us to go behind the scenes to get up close with a few reptiles.

*green tree boa/python? - i can't remember*

Snakes are, by far, my least favorite animal. I can't say that all of that fear is grounded in reality, but it's there. For this adventure, I kept it in check, since the environment is much more controlled, than shall we say, a hike in the deep woods. Atti, we learned, is not a fan either. Delphi, however, is enamored with them right now and John was damn near wrestling a ropy, muscular black snake. It was pretty cool.

*can't play with the red tag snakes. they are venomous.*

This is about as close as Buddy would get to the cages. By the end, he was feeling braver and more at ease and rubbed the scales on a couple of snakes.

*frozen snake entrees*

*pig nosed turtle*

Going behind the scenes at the zoo is definitely a learning experience. For one thing, there are many animals  that are not on display for the public. Also, the time spent with a zookeeper was invaluable. Our friend knew so much that you cannot read on the short informational cards that accompany the animals and would offer up fun facts such as - hippos kill more people than crocodiles each year. But the last, extra special moment he could offer us was this...

...up close encounters with a giant tortoise who is at least 5 times my age. He loved having his neck scratched and rubbed. He has been at the zoo since the 1930's and could break your foot if he steps on it. He moved surprisingly quick and was insistent on using a particular path to get to the watering hole. Other zoo-goers thought we worked there and that is why we were allowed inside the pen. We all felt how special it was to meet this guy and the other terrapins.

We did visit with a few other animals on our visit and I finally got to pet the sting rays and sharks, but nothing will top getting friendly with that tortoise. The zoo is always magical in some way, but thus far, this was the best encounter. ~ OP