And now we find ourselves on the Friday before Labor Day.
We had a houseful of visitors last week, and only did what we felt like doing at the moment while they were here--there was shopping, lots of eating (smoked salmon, people...and fudge, and caramel corn, and the biggest Italian feast you can place upon the table in front of four adults and five children), and much time devoted to sitting and listening to each other speak while we watched the littlest member of our group gum LEGOs and practice his first steps.
|L to R: My aunt, my granny, my husband, my sister-in-law, my brother, my nephew.|
Yes, all of them are MINE. :)
That being said, I've also noticed a bit of a "But I don't wanna..." attitude about starting school this year. When I talk to other homeschoolers, I'm rather surprised at how many of them also had the Fourth Year Blues. What is it about this fourth year that has so many of us feeling apprehensive about the decision to educate at home? Maybe it's the real awakening of understanding about what this is going to entail for the many years ahead...like hitting Mile 6 in a marathon and realizing that there are still twenty miles to go. But that's no reason to stop, and no reason to doubt our abilities. I've always believed in the power of "Finding a Project" when I come up against a moment of insecurity, recalcitrance, or boredom. I'm going to hunker down and do the work, and pray for the joy to find me. The joy always shows up, sooner or later.
Farewell, Summer 2013. We enjoyed the popsicles on the back porch, the many different variations of grilled chicken that we came up with, the nature hikes, and the movie nights. There was the busy, busy week at Grandma's with the slip 'n slide, fireworks, and bubbles. There was all the music, all the choir rehearsals for the BIG song, all the time spent with friends, the "neighborhood" baseball game, and the many moments of service and love showered upon us. We anticipated the visit from family, and basked in each other's company. There was the reading aloud of The Hobbit and The Fellowship of the Ring, and much laughter over Gollum impressions. (Penguin has his walk honed to creepy perfection.) There were successes in important arenas, and stresses that eventually worked out for the best. It was life; imperfectly wonderful in all it gave us throughout these last three months.
|Because it's true. :)|
Hello, Autumn 2013, we're pleased to meet you. We're looking forward to delving into the American Civil War, studying physics, and teaching another Brookelet how to read. We can't wait to walk through piles of fallen leaves, or for when the mornings start getting cold enough that there needs to be hot chocolate with breakfast. We look forward to greeting Michael with a warm house filled with the aroma of a crock-pot roast and baked potatoes when he comes home at the end of a blustery day. Here's to thick (handknit!) socks, sweaters, and curling up on the couch with a good book while it storms outside.
We've been waiting our whole lives for what you're planning on bringing to us, Autumn 2013. We smile as we watch and see what will unfold, with hearts full of gratitude for our blessings, and for the lessons we have learned from our trials.
Thank you, God, for each season, each day, that You grant me to spend with these beautiful, amazing people of all ages. They are my life--my most precious gifts from You, always.