i love surprises & exciting adventures & challenges. isn't it something to realize a new interest or discover a hidden talent or skill? and connecting with people in a way that you didn't know was possible! and really, when it comes down to most "events", i don't care what i'm doing. if i'm watching
project runway or
the world series with the dearest to my heart, i couldn't be happier.
and i suppose this is how i stay motivated with home-schooling. the particular tasks at hand (teaching phonics, handwriting, manners, etc. bleh) are not passions of mine. but the kids that i'm with and where we're headed with all of this is my buoy. i'm at work in the fine art of communication with my favorite little people on this planet. "The finest art of communication is not learning how to express your thoughts. It is learning how to draw our the thoughts of another." to understand my children, not simply to have my children understand me. what a challenge!
anyhow, i read megan's post "
american dream or nightmare" and started thinking a bit about the why's of what we do at the easley house. i was reiterating the principles behind all of this work that often feels like toil. there are so many times of soaring joy when you're raising small children...and sometimes it feels like walking through quicksand. if i would have been at the breakfast this morning, i would have said all of this. and given a big round of hugs and weird handshakes (well, just to ali). it is such a pleasure to sit here for a few moments, in the quiet of our napping house, to imagine you fine women enjoying the ease & flow of friendship that is so particularly unique in our conglomeration, and to add my own two bits from far away, and know that we will reconvene in just a few short months. hooray!
a wakeful flea who bites the dog!