I’ve noticed a huge difference this spring in the way Bella interacts with other kids we meet at the library and playground. Very different from last fall, which is the last time she really had spontaneous interactions with kids not her...
Yesterday afternoon when Sophie woke up from her nap i took her out to the swing, per her request. As I walked barefoot through the grass (marveling at how much it’s grown since Dom cut it last Saturday) a sudden swift movement right in front...
Today I had one of those light bulb moments: maybe I don’t have to be in control. Sometimes things just work themselves out. One of the things I’ve been worrying about and vaguely hoping will sort itself out before the baby is born is...
This one might be a bit boring to those of you already following my every word on Twitter. But for those of you who don’t tweet, or who are following so many people you don’t actually read every post, I decided to post the week’s...
I took this video the other night. The cutest thing ever. Isabella sings the Regina Coeli from Domenico Bettinelli on Vimeo. I didn’t set out to teach Bella the Regina Caeli. I just began singing it at Easter and she picked it up. I’ve...
The Bookworm responds to my previous post about Mass offerings and rewards for behavior, with an interesting post about how her family handles pocket money and allowances: The Road to Financial Independence. I’ve been mulling over the various...
From Building Cathedrals and Bearing blog comes a brilliant idea for teaching children responsibility, obedience, stewardship and service. At Building Cathedrals Mary Alice writes about implementing a plan to teach children to clean up after...
A response to some questions Michele’s been asking about homeschooling. I now return to the series of blog posts that got interrupted by Lent, Easter and many other distractions. See Part 1 and Part 2 for more background and explanation of the...
This back corner of the back yard. The clump of trees, the big rocks strewn randomly about with grass threatening to overtake them (I’m glad Dom agrees not to hack at it with the weed whacker). At the far right are the tulips, little patches...