Summertime is here. Yet many of us still want our children to continue learning. What better way to learn than getting our hands dirty? Dirty in the garden. A garden is full of many lessons from how a plant grows to cooking the harvest. Like so many good things, gardening can sound like one more thing
Last night we were at a neighborhood bar-b-que and the children were running around enjoying being outdoors without adult intervention. As we were watching the joy of these children, maybe even wishing we could join in, a woman pointed and said, “Look at those boys. They’re are throwing dirt in the air. Why do boys
The other day my cat was stuck in a tree. He had no idea how to get out. How does that happen? He didn’t get to play in trees when he was a kitten. We lived in coyote country. Not just a few howls at night, I mean where coyotes wandered through the property during
This post contains affiliate links. Please see my disclosure statement for more details. Dr. Martin Luther King said, “Intelligence plus character — that is the goal of a true education.” Character does not consist of a single statement or a random act, it is those qualities and dispositions that we practice consistently—both good and bad.
(This post contains affiliate links. See my disclosures for more information.) It amazes me that preschool has come to dominate much of the education conversation. The media has become a PR outlet for those who advocate formal, away-from-home preschool experiences. Based on vague notions and buzzword, such as “ready to learn,” parents are clamoring for
“Will you PUULLEEZZE go outside and play?” Words I remember from my childhood. Not because I was sitting in front of a video device too long, but because I was probably playing and running throughout the house. Yes, and those words were sometimes said when it was raining. Nowadays times to play are scheduled. Oh,
This post contains affiliate links for which I may receive compensation. Please see my disclosure statement. I’m surprised at the number of back-to-school comments, or not-back-to-school in the case of homeschoolers, I saw on Facebook this morning. It’s mid-August. Why so early? Not only are school-aged children heading to the school building, but so are many
A parent’s nightmare. And we’ve all lived it: a screaming child at the store. Each of us knows the suffering. All eyes in the store are staring at the parent, not the child. The child seems uncajolable. The sound travels out the doors. Is there anything a parent can do? At the moment it probably seems like
“Welcome to our church. The children’s program is down the hall. Mr. Smith will be happy to guide your children,” the greeter said. “Good morning,” my husband responded, “thank you, but our children will stay with us.” Somewhat befuddled, the greeter said, “I’m sorry, children are not allowed in the adult worship service. They will
Three-year-old Rosie brought a handful of rocks from the driveway in the house. She carefully placed these ordinary pieces of gravel on the bookshelf. This was the beginning of her rock collection. At three years old, there was little pattern or reason to her collection or how she displayed it. She just started collecting rocks.