Siblings without rivalry

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When I was pregnant with my second child, a kind acquaintance farther down the path of parenting more than one child passed on a reading list of helpful titles. I was an eager student, especially given that seven long years passed before I became anyone’s sister. I grew up dreading my friends’ summer vacations and envying families where there was a built-in playmate. My babies, however, would be just thirty three months apart, and society told me exactly what to expect. Competition. Struggles. Drama. Vying for my attention. Jockeying for position. Whining. Tattling. Bickering. Rivalry.

At the very top of the list of suggested reads, I found what I was looking for: Siblings Without Rivalry. I immediately went to the library, checked it out, and dug in.

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Serving

I rarely feel the size of our family quite as keenly as I do when sickness is afoot. This past month has given me plenty of opportunity to do the math, and last week, it only got worse. We’re now mid-stream in an admittedly losing battle against influenza that has given me no room to think “we’re not really that big of a family.” Because if nothing else, solving the equation that pits our family’s population against two bathrooms when the flu is mixed in makes me acknowledge that we’re working with some real numbers here.

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Tagalongs

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Our state requires that homeschool parents report the ranks of their student body. There are nuances within the regulations (such as registering with a school district, or electing to enroll in an umbrella school), but the effect is the same:

Your school-age kids? We want to know who they are.

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The starting gate

I was 17 when I met the man who would become my husband. Seventeen! Today that seems ridiculously young and yet, somehow, perfect timing. I love the fact that we grew up, in many ways, together. Yes, we had a steep learning curve in having fallen in love before the realities of mortgages and careers set in, but we climbed those hills hand in hand. Not always gracefully, mind you. But as a team, nonetheless.

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Knowing God through a feather

I am sitting outside trying to prepare my lesson for tomorrow’s online French class that I teach (check out CBB+ if you’re interested!), but it’s been tough.

Not only is it a cool, lazy morning, but I am too busy watching my younger school-aged children sketch in their nature journals the feather of a hawk that is likely from the impudent rascal who flew off with one of our chicks earlier in the week.  Continue reading

And so, we begin

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School is now officially, firmly in session this week. The rhythm is not there yet, but the heart is– and so far, I’d say 2016-17 is promising. The Lord clearly has lessons in mind: lessons in patience, in grace, and being a good student even when you don’t like the skill being taught. And those, by the way, are all for me.

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