The Blessing of Home
Sweet were the days when our children, John, Bethany, and Mary Evelyn, gathered on the couch in the basement of our little house in Illinois, to listen to their own Ma read aloud about Laura Ingalls Wilder and her family.…
Sweet were the days when our children, John, Bethany, and Mary Evelyn, gathered on the couch in the basement of our little house in Illinois, to listen to their own Ma read aloud about Laura Ingalls Wilder and her family.…
Last Thursday I shared photos that illustrate the tender emotions mothers feel and live out in their actions. I appreciate the kind mama who emailed me this response: This was tender to my heart today. I love how in needed…
Yesterday, while searching for photos of mothers and children for a curriculum project I have been working on, I found many that illustrate the tender emotions mothers feel and live out in their actions. Today I would like to share…
I don’t remember when I first heard this old couplet. A man may work from sun to sun; But a woman’s work is never done. However, I don’t remember a time when I didn’t know that couplet—and believe what it…
If our children were still at home, I know what one of my priorities would be. I would play with them more. Like you, I had many responsibilities on Monday. Just after lunch, I pondered what I should do. Should…
All around the world today, homeschooled children are learning. Some are reviewing things they already know. Some are learning something brand new. Last Monday Ray and I began learning something new. Ray had his first guitar lesson, and I had…