I love producing history curriculum for children. When I learn something I never knew before, it must be something like the joy an explorer feels. Yesterday I was writing about John Eliot, who is called “The Apostle to the Indians.”…
Yesterday I marveled again at the millions of tiny lavender flowers that bloom by the roadside each spring. They spread out like a pastel carpet near the river. They mingle with other wildflowers as they cling to the sides of…
Homeschoolers use a variety of tools to teach their children vocabulary, but I doubt that the words “me, my, and mine” are included in many of them. “Me, my, and mine” haven’t been far behind “Mama” and “Daddy” in the…
As we headed to church during a winter visit with our son’s family a few months ago, Ray climbed into the back of their minivan. I sat in the middle seat wedged between two carseats with our five-year-old grandson on…
It happened again yesterday: one of our friends lamented that his mother-in-law watches a television news channel all day long. I think this is a common daily time filler for the elderly. Whew! Wouldn’t that make you feel as if…
Yesterday afternoon we took a walk in Cincinnati’s Eden Park. Tucked into a tiny grove of trees was this fountain. Two of our grandsons were enamored with the rippling water collecting at the bottom of its little waterfall. I was…
