...How Sweet the Sound...: Sweet Happy Girl

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Sweet Happy Girl

Rosebud finally got to sit at the table with everyone (instead of in her high chair), and she was just thrilled and so happy. She loves my rooster tablecloth (calls it "bach bach"). You can see a bruise on her head, where she just fell a few minutes before this; at which everyone in the house of course went running to pet her. She is spoiled rotten by her brothers and sister, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

3 comments:

Kristy... said...: I LOVE how excited she was and how she cheered herself on whenever she kissed the 'Bach bach" lol TOO CUTE and her jammies are ADORABLE.

Also, I guess I didnt expect you all to sound so southern :P Coarse, I would be the one to have an accent to You.; 10/28/2009 9:08 AM
Tara said...: Kristy, I am laughing my head off about the southern accents. Apparently, it isn't just my Yankee friends who think I sound Southern. I went to college in SOUTH CAROLINA, and even got made fun of there!; 10/28/2009 10:08 AM
Melanie said...: So precious. It is the little times of happiness that make life so sweet!; 10/29/2009 9:58 PM

Why do I homeschool?

I love the company and fellowship it allows
I've learned more since I graduated than I ever learned in school. If I can just pass on a love of learning and a good work ethic, they'll be fit for whatever the Lord has in store for them
At 7 hours per day (conservative estimate), for 180 days per year, that's 1,260 hours per year, times 13 years, equals 16,380 hours of their childhood that would be spent under government supervision. The Bible says, "Children obey your parents [NOT UNCLE SAM] in the Lord." God gave them to me, not the U.S. government. How can I expect them to embrace my ideals and my faith, when I let someone else hold a position of respect and authority over them for 16,380 hours of their childhood?
"Mama, who is Mar-tin Lu-ther King, J R?"
I can never forget how my own faith was shaken by teachers whom I greatly respected
Age segregation is something foreign. Playmates come in all ages and sizes, boys or girls, and some of my children's best friends are adults.
It is so much fun!
My children pity the fools and scoffers who believe evolution
We study real history, not the revised politically correct version
FIELD TRIPS!
My kids don't even know what a "nerd" is, and believe me, they would be labeled "nerds" in public school. Nor does either of them know a curse word, and they think a dirty joke has something to do with passing gas.
I don't have to wonder if some pervert is having his/her way with my babies while I'm not there to protect them
I can control my children's environment, keeping their hearts and minds pure for the work of the Lord
NOTE TO OTHER HOMESCHOOL PARENTS: All of the above reasons are completely NULL and VOID if you give your child a laptop or computer and hours of private, unsupervised access to the internet. He or she would be better off in public school.