My second son

This past Monday morning I drove my son in the dark to meet the bus that would shuttle him to Washington DC, with a group from his school.  I stood in the dark with sniffling mothers and fathers and watched my little excited boy board the bus, barely look back and drive away.  I felt happy and proud of him as this trip was a result of his hard work all year long.  He was being chaperoned by the father of his 2 young friends (twins) who I am most comfortable with.

On the day he left, his homeroom teacher called me and said that he won the Young Georgia's writing contest for our school.  I was happy and sad all at the same time.  The sadness comes from the probability this is the end of his formal schooling.  I have planned on not sending him to middle school, although he really wants to go.  He has thrived in this environment and the public school experiment has been a huge success.  Middle school is a whole other arena, and although academic success may be forthcoming, spiritual and social success may not last.  What to do with Evan has been the source of my thoughts for a long time, and the future is not clear.

We are very rich!

I reluctantly come to this place again, I have been gone long enough to feel that I am on unfamiliar ground, but something draws me here and forces me to record a beautiful picture.  On Friday and Saturday I went to a wonderful home school convention.  Going to a convention is the one gift that I recommend homeschooling moms  give to themselves and their families.  Thursday night as I was looking through some of the material on my bed, Dania is chatting aimlessly away, she can really jabber when she has a mind to.  I am not paying much attention, just the courtesy nods and ahem, when I hear her say that "We are very, very rich." I nod in the affirmative, she says it again, and this time I tell her that yes it is true that we have more than lots of people, how so many are really poor, how blessed we are, but that it is not nice to talk about how rich we are.  I go back to my reading and shuffling and I almost miss her say, "no mom! I mean we have lots of love, and if you have love, you are rich."

barely a hello

We still have no computer, so I am just posting that we are alive and kicking.  We are so incredibly busy these days that I hardly ever feel like writing, although so many good things are happening.

Evan is terribly excited about his upcoming Washington DC trip with the "gifted" kids of our county.  There days are going to be jam packed.  I am not going, but he will be rooming with 2 of his best buddies (twins) and their dad, whom I really like.  Evan has been a walking encyclopedia about DC as he learns about all the places he will be visiting.

I had the "brilliant" idea to have a talent show at our church, and was promptly put in charge of organizing the whole thing.  (Note to self, never suggest anymore ideas)

Computer being snatched away as I type......