Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Ideas!

Boys have ideas.  My boys are full of ideas.

Adisson has an endless amount of ideas and plans.  He wants to make electronic music, film game tutorials, make short movies, perfect the perfect campfire, construct a makeshift go-cart, and design video games. 

Zander has plans to live in a tiny house in the backyard or in the mountains or on the beach...if he means he can have his own space.

Jaxon's ideas are about being a shark and constructing a wall of bears.  (Yeah, I have no idea on that one.)

Sometimes, they need some help with their ideas, however, the assistance they are asking is for me to tell them what they should build next in Minecraft.  I have seriously given them hundreds of random ideas--some of which they take, most of which they laugh at and ignore.  

What I love about the constant flowing of ideas is that I know everyday they are thinking.  Everyday they are using their minds to come up with something new.  It's even more exciting when they start brainstorming an idea together and it turns into this huge thing we all start talking about.

I also want to be sure that I'm cultivating ideas.  Sometimes, they run up to me when I'm in the middle of my own inner idea forming and I'm not receptive to what they are saying.  Other times, though, we start a dialogue of how that is a neat idea, how it could be a reality, or what we could do to make it cooler.  

How do you encourage your sons to think outside the box?

Monday, October 20, 2014

Instilling a Spirit of Giving

Doing something nice when it isn't really fun.

A few months ago, we were asked to pet-sit our neighbors puppy, Sarge*.  He was just a few months old at the time, but his precious face won me over.

It was a trying few weeks.  He chewed on whatever he found.  He used the bathroom in the house.  He annoyed our dog, Buddy, and terrified our cats, Earl and Tessa.  We were not disappointed when he returned home.

He's so pretty!!
Fast forward to last week and our neighbor dog is back again.  In the spirit of good neighborliness, I automatically said yes when my neighbor asked if I would keep Sarge for a week while they took a trip.  I seemed to have forgotten the "excitement" he brought to our family 4 months ago. I also forgot the fact that Adam wasn't available for much of Sarge's last visit and would be home for the entirety of his current stay--and he doesn't enjoy the business end of puppies.

And once again, it wasn't been a pleasant visit.  My guys weren't very happy.  I'm not sure why it mattered as much to them, because they weren't typically the ones cleaning up the messes.  At the end of the day however, they knew why he was here and why I keep saying yes.  One of my greatest goals in life is to raise my sons with a spirit of giving.  We offer to do things that we can do because it's a gift to give others.  We extend our helpfulness with no expectations, at least it's a characteristic for which I strive and one I hope to instill in them.

I will say, it would be ridiculously nice if Sarge would stop pooping in the house.

*Name changed to protect the guilty.

Also, stay tuned to Home With My Sons as we'll be discussing some other ways to give and/or be helpful later this month!

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

I Love You Still Today

I'll never get to hold you or hear your laugh.  I'll never see you smile or kiss your cheek.  You may think that because it's been awhile that I've forgotten.  I haven't forgotten.  On the days my yearning for more children is so strong, I think of you even more.  



My first loss happened at around 8 weeks along.  I was 18 and unsure of what was happening.  We told everyone that we were pregnant.  I mean, every.single.person.  So it was absolutely heartbreaking to tell everyone that we weren't pregnant just a few weeks later.  I may have been young.  I may have been pregnant for just a few weeks, but the loss hit me.  Hard.  And I grieved, silently, for a long time.  

Our baby was due in July of 2001.  On my due date, I took baby supplies, as much as I could afford at 19, to a local pregnancy center to bless a young mom.  For a minute, I felt like my loss had meaning.  I couldn't talk about it with anyone because being so young, losing so early...no one wanted to talk about that.  I did.  I wanted to talk about the crushed dreams, the streams of tears, the emptiness.  

In November of 2002, our first son was born.  He was so perfectly precious and wonderful.  I had loved him for each day that I carried him and when he was placed in my arms, my heart was overflowing.  We were instantly connected.

We were surprised with those double lines again in the summer of 2005.  We had just bought our first tiny, little house in a military community outside of Fort Campbell.  With one little boy in a bedroom down the hall, the little bedroom next door would be perfect for a sibling.  And as much as I wanted to wait...I couldn't--we shared our news with everyone.  Each week that passed made me a little less apprehensive.  When I started to feel the flutters, I thought we'd be ok.  At a routine appointment, just days before Adam's first trip to Iraq, we found out.  Just shy of 16 weeks, our baby was gone.  

I never spent enough time grieving for our sweet, precious baby.  I couldn't.  I didn't think I could go through each heartbreaking emotion again.  Adam was leaving, like right away, I had a 2 year old to take care of--alone--and a little house to manage by myself.  When I think of that pregnancy, my most vivid memory is of sitting in the living room, playing with Adisson on the floor and I felt it.  I felt the bubbles, the butterflies dancing around and I knew--I was feeling my baby's somersaults.  

While I didn't have the energy for the tears, it felt as though my heart was literally falling apart.  It was a pain that consumed me in the quiet, still hours of the night.  

Today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.  

Our lives have since been blessed with two more sons who fill our days and house with chaos, laughter, and fun.  Today, as I do the laundry, homeschool the boys, make dinner, and take care of the endless tasks that I face each day, I will spend my quiet thoughts thinking of the babies I didn't get to see.  

My dearest loves,
I didn't have the chance to hold you in my arms and I never had to opportunity to snuggle you and cover you with kisses.  But for every second of your short lives, I carried you.  I wanted you.  I loved you.  I believe that I'll have the chance to see you again and what a day that will be.
I love you still today,
Mom

Friday, October 10, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Friday Night Movie Night

I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus links to each day's post.  Thanks for stopping by!


Friday night finds me at home with my guys, freshly bathed, mostly in pajamas and covering every inch of the couch.  The battle begins.

"What movie should we watch?"

"Noooo, I don't want to watch that movie."

"Fine, fine, fine, you decide."

"Forget it, I'm just going to bed."



Seriously, the bickering is almost as constant as breathing.  Having no desire to listen to anymore squabbling, I check to see what's new on Netflix. I find Swiss Family Robinson.  Truth be told, I've never seen the movie and I was rather uncertain how the boys would like a movie as old as their Nana.  (No offense, Mom!)  But, I figure shipwreck and pirates, it's got to be at least mildly entertaining.

This has been a rather trying week for us.  If you've read about our week so far, I'm sure you're aware of some of our chaos and I'm pretty exhausted.  I'm so ready to sit with my guys, snuggled on the couch, and watch a 50 year old movie while giggling and encouraging Mother and her fellas to stay safe on the island.

What are you doing with your Friday night?

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Refocusing Boys

I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus links to each day's post.  Thanks for stopping by!

Homeschooling three boys can lead to a lot of distraction throughout the day.  I'm not surprised.  If I'm not reading a great fiction novel or crocheting a neat new amigurumi I found online, I get distracted as well.  It stands to reason that little kids would have a hard time staying focused on school all day.  In fact, isn't that one of the reasons homeschooling seems to work out so well for so many families?  You have the ability to ensure that school is tailored to your child's needs.



And let me tell you, boys need to move.  They need to wiggle, jump, stand up, move around, and play with something.  They need to draw, work a puzzle, and color a picture.  How do we incorporate refocusing tactics in our homeschool?  Well, so glad you asked!  I'll let you know!


Change of Scenery

Part of our school room.
We have a school room.  It's a lovely school room filled with a lot of great resources.  A majority of our school day happens in our school room.  Adisson has the school laptop set up at his desk and Zander uses the family desktop on the other side of the room.  We all spend our morning working in that room.  Until it doesn't work anymore.  After awhile, the environment gets old and we need to relocate.  So, we truck all of our supplies downstairs to the kitchen counter, dining room table, or on the couch.  The change of scenery is a great way to refocus our attention to the lesson at hand.


A Trip Outside

Photo credit: wikipedia
Fresh air.  Lizards.  Sand.  A swingset.  All of those things await the boys just beyond the sliding doors.  Chasing a lizard across the yard, sticking some toes in the sand, or just taking some time to breathe in the amazingness of living in the woods is enough to hit the reset button.  Spending some time swinging and sliding does wonders for being able to focus on civics lessons once they return to the house.


Fidget Sticks


The boys sometimes need to fidget, Adisson especially.  They can't sit perfectly still and silent.  I need them to pay attention.  I need them to focus on the lesson at hand but I can't expect them to be still as statues all morning long.  We have fidget toys specifically for this purpose.  When I'm reading a lengthy passage or we're discussing a heavy topic, it helps to have a way to move.  In addition to fidget toys, we also keep notebooks nearby for drawing or coloring.  I have no problem with them drawing a picture while I talk or read to them.  They retain significantly more information if they are drawing while I'm reading as opposed to just being still.


Take a Break

My favorite place to take a break.
Really, sometimes the only fix for boys who can't pay attention any long is a break.  A good, break.  Maybe you set aside schoolwork until after lunch.  Maybe you just stop for the afternoon.  Maybe you take the entire day off to just have a few seconds to catch your breath.  If one of the kiddos is struggling a great deal in a certain subject, rather than continue on until the tears begin, we just stop, take a break, and try again later.

Exercise


One of the quickest ways to get the wiggles out during our school day is taking a quick break to exercise.  We have a small trampoline in the house and some jumping certainly does the trick around here.  Jaxon as a little tikes basketball hoop and you'd be surprised how often that toy is used by all three kids.  In fact, they have slam dunking contests by placing the small trampoline in front of the basketball hoop.  They run around the house (I warn them of corners and doors, but I have little issue with the boys ripping and tearing through the house...they live here, too!) quite a bit throughout the day and it's not uncommon to find the floor made from lava and you can only be saved by jumping from pillow to pillow across the room.

What about you?  What do you do to get the kiddos back on task?

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: A Weary Mama

When I decided to participate in this 31 Day Challenge, it was very late in the evening on September 30, just hours before the Challenge began.  I hadn't begun to even brainstorming how I was going to write everyday for 31 days.  I even knew when I picked my topic, 31 Days of Boy Stuff, that despite having been surrounded by boys for nearly 12 years, I still was going to struggle.

And then what was already a trying situation with my preschooler became incredibly difficult over the weekend.  Honestly, it's wearing me out and wearing me down.   It's so overwhelming to love someone so much and to sometimes struggle to be in the same room with them.  I mean, it's my son.  My silly, funny, goofy, sweet son.  The same kid who will give you his last piece of candy.  The same kid who saves the last cupcake for Daddy when he gets home from work.  The same kid who will give you his favorite car when you're playing together.

But it's the same kid who can be so angry and so aggressive that it breaks my heart.  And I'm tired.  Homeschooling, working, Scouts, the house, the other cool kiddos that live here....I'm pulled in a million directions when really my littlest fella just wants 100% of my attention 100% of the time and will do anything he can think of to get it.

So I stopped writing.  You actually aren't going to notice it because I'm going to backdate this post and write yesterday's and today's post as this day progresses.  But I know.  I know that it was a 31 Day Writing Challenge and at Day 7, I stopped writing.

I stopped writing because I have a million things to say but they all end up in one place...is something wrong with my son?


Monday, October 6, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Vacation!

I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus it will link you to every post for the month.

It's been a rough day here.  The weather was gorgeous--an incredible autumn day.  But for the last few days, my preschooler has been exceptionally difficult.  I know I just blogged about it yesterday and to save the repetition, I'm not going to talk about it again.  I've been driven to tears enough today so I have no desire to talk anymore.

Instead, I want to share some vacation videos.  We visited my Dad, stepmom, and (most of) my little brothers during their vacation at the beach this year and it was so lovely.  Not only is it incredible to spend time with them, but no place on earth soothes my soul like the coast.  Well, my Grandma's house at Christmas is a pretty close second.  :)

Grandpa snagged a ghost crab!
One of our most favorite things to do at the beach is to go ghost crab hunting.  You go to the beach after dark, (seriously, it's nearly magical in the silence of twilight) with a flashlight or two and just start taking a walk.  When you shine your light down the beach, you'll see them...teeny tiny little crabs skittering across the sand.  It's so neat!  And they are incredibly fast!  It can be tricky to pick them up, but my Dad had on a glove, making it a bit easier.  He would scoop them up so we could all see them up close and personal before we put them back down to watch them run away again.



I'm HOLDING A CRAB!


So, I wanted to hold a crab, too.  They are so cute!  I managed to pick up a REALLY small crab and hold him for a second before he scared me and I put him back down very quickly.  But goodness, how cute is he?

Grandpa and Jax holding a crab Jaxon caught!

We also enjoy crabbing in the sound.  We don't usually keep or eat the crabs because they are too small but catching them is awesome!  Did you know you catch a crab with a raw chicken neck?  You hook a neck through a crab hook that's anchored with a sinker.  When the crabs grab on to the chicken neck, you pull them up and swoop in with the crab net.  We then spend a few minutes checking them out before sending them home.

Here's another cutie!

Fun story, my youngest brother and I were crabbing beside one another.  The area in which we were crabbing was over a 3 foot railing so it was a little difficult for the smaller kids (truthfully, it was a bit tricky for me!).  When a crab would latch onto a chicken neck being held by a little kid, they often called for help in getting the crab up before he dropped off back into the water.  Well, super cute little brother snags a crab and starts pulling him up.  I take over to help pull the crab while super cute little brother gets the crab net.  Well, the crab makes a sudden movement and scares super cute little brother who then tosses the crab in the direction of his awesome big sister.  I squealed.  LOUDLY.  I mean, the sweet little fella flung a crab at me!!! :)   It was hilarious.


Burying Adisson in the sand.

Now he looks like a merman!


So I have a few videos I'd like to add and I know my husband took a few more photos of all of the kids, but really....I'm emotionally exhausted tonight.  I want to keep trying to write everyday for the entire month, but these last few days have been such a struggle for me in dealing with Jaxon.

Instead of getting overwhelmed once again, I'm going to sit here and watch vacation videos and remind myself of how much I love the beach, how much the boys love the beach, and take myself to my happy place --if only momentarily and in my head.

If you are struggling tonight with anything at all, I doubt it's any comfort to know that you aren't alone.  But just in case you are unsure, you aren't alone.  Everyone has something that is weighing them down, some more than others.  And let me tell you, I feel pretty weighed down right now.  But tomorrow is another day.  I'll get up, spend the day with my sons, and be grateful.  I can get through this.


Sunday, October 5, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Living with a Difficult Child

I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus it will link you to every post for the month.





Sometimes I wonder if there's something more at play.  I mean, I've had two other four year old sons and neither of them ever behaved like Jaxon.  He's quick to anger and takes his aggression out on whomever or whatever is in closest proximity.  He throws whatever is nearby and if there isn't anything nearby, he seeks out something to hurl across the room.  Is he just spirited?  Is he just a little more difficult to handle than my older sons?

Being silly at the museum.

Truthfully, it's something I grapple with regularly.  Like everyday.  Physically, he's fine.  He has regular check-ups with our doctor.  He is in good health and at this time doesn't seem have a physical reason for his behavior.  So if it's not physical, is it me?  Is it something I'm doing or not doing correctly?

He's so goofy. :)

As the mother of three boys, I'm a very busy lady.  We homeschool and have since forever.  :)  We're an Army family--a circumstance that provides us with many ways to grow in our flexibility.  I work from home.  I volunteer with our Cub Scout Pack.  I battle an autoimmune disorder, sometimes I'm winning, sometimes I'm really, really not.  So is it me?

Seriously, there's like 10 of these photos. 

I've tried an assortment of behavior modification techniques.  I've cried.  I've yelled.  I've asked why.  

I think I know the answer.  There isn't one.  He's just Jaxon.  

He behaves very well for others.  His babysitters love him.  His preschool teacher at co-op enjoys him.  His "den leader" with the sibling program at Scouts just adores him.  My friends think he's a doll.  He has great manners when he knows they are required.  He's a smart kiddo.  He can be outrageously hilarious.  He is FIERCELY loyal to his brothers.  He may hit them every single time he is angry, but should they ever get disciplined, for ANYTHING, even if it's something they have done to him in retaliation, he vigorously defends them.

Sometimes, he falls asleep beside me when I'm writing.

So I don't get it.  Maybe I never will.  But even at the absolute worst moments, even when I really don't like him...I love him so tremendously.  I begged God for a child.  I wanted a third baby so very much that I pleaded with all of my being to carry another child.  In all honesty, I did specify that I wanted a daughter however, this is the child that God gave me.  This is the baby that completes our family.

Sometimes, I wake up to find him nearby.
And while I don't know why he's so difficult (really, I have a plethora of examples, but I'm embarrassed to list all the ways he proves to be so troublesome each day) I know that I asked God to bless me with another baby and He did.  I may not know why he does what he does or why he behaves in this manner, but he's my son.  I don't know for certainty that he doesn't have underlying emotional circumstances governing his actions, but it doesn't change my love for him.  

Standing by Grandpa and the crab he just caught in the ocean.
Jax is super nervous! :)

Saturday, October 4, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Salesmanship

I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus it will link you to every post for the month.

My guys are Scouts.  Adisson has recently earned his Tenderfoot rank in Boy Scouts and Zander is a Wolf in Cub Scouts.  They love the outdoors, the love tying knots, and fishing.  As as a family we are very involved in Scouting.  And we are in the throes of fundraising.  The boys are selling popcorn to raise money for their Pack and Troop.



Since we are homeschoolers, this is the only fundraiser in which we participate...and for that I'm incredibly grateful.  As much as I am annoyed by selling popcorn (the door-to-door, the selling in front of big box stores) is as much as my sons love selling popcorn.

Zander having a treat after a great sales day!

Like his mother, Adisson is a born salesperson.  I've always been able to sell, to close the deal, to reel people in and my oldest son is no exception.  In fact, in preparation for this year's selling season, my 11 year old donned a popcorn costume and wrote several rap songs to convince people to buy popcorn.  Zander is a quieter salesman though he is firm in his delivery--"Would you like to buy some popcorn or make a donation?" and he's absolutely adorable so he's hard to turn down.

So when it's time to sell popcorn, my boys are ready.  I love doing what I can to cultivate their salesmanship.  What does it mean to a young boy to be a good salesman?

It means he is confident.

When it's time to sell to the neighbors, Zander is nervous.  He's excited, he goes up and knocks on the door, but he's still nervous.  By the third house, however, he's found his groove and his confidence.  When we are participating in Show-n-Sell events (where we set up and sell popcorn in front of stores), he takes him a little while to find his rhythm but when he does, he's unstoppable.

Zander and Adisson, getting their sales on!


It means he's a good communicator.

My boys love to talk.  I mean, this house is NEVER quiet.  In fact, Adisson spends much of the day making noise just to make noise.  When they practice their sales pitches, we remind them often that they need to speak up, to speak clearly, to enunciate.  Adisson and Zander both have to work at communicating well and clearly.  We use their "popcorn selling voice" as an example when reminding them to communicate well with others.

Jax wanted to be popcorn.  For two minutes.


It means he can be successful.

The boys each set goals for themselves when popcorn season starts.  This year, Adisson's goal is smaller than goals he's had in the past, but he's been told repeatedly that Boy Scouts have a harder time selling than the smaller, cuter Cub Scouts.  Zander also has a sales goal.  We're hoping that through hard work over the coming weeks that they can each reach their sales goal.  It's exciting to them to set a goal and find themselves successful in reaching it.

Dad showing the boys how it is done.

So if a Cub Scout or Boy Scout rings your doorbell in the next few weeks, please listen before you say no.  The money he raises helps him earn money for awesome activities like the Pinewood Derby and Summer Camp.  The skills he acquires, however, are skills he can continue to hone as he grows into a young adult.

Friday, October 3, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: ROCKS!

I(I've accepted a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Here is my Day One post explaining the challenge a bit more, plus it will link you to every post for the month.)
As I write, I know so many things I talk about will absolutely apply to girls, however, I only know boys.  Not only do I have boys, but I'm around boys all of the time.  In fact, in my day to day, I know of only one little girl that I'm around with any regularity (and she's just awesome)!  That being said, I just write about things that I deal with in my life living among a tribe of fellas.  I know much of what I write will apply to both genders and kids of many ages, though.

My guys LOVE field trips.  I mean, oh my goodness!  In fact with grandparents visiting this week we've been to several different places.  Today, we visited a cool local spot we had never checked out before.  

Jims, Gems and Gold 

Antsy to get started!
A few years ago on vacation to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, we took the boys to go pan for gems.  We had such a great time as we searched for treasures and gemstones.  We saved the rocks we found that day and take them out occasionally when discussing geology.  They were thrilled to learn of our destination this afternoon and couldn't wait to get started.

Ready to sift through the sand!
After a somewhat lengthy discussion from Jim #1 (there were two of them) about the various rocks, gems, and minerals he had to show us, it was finally time to find our own.  The bigger boys didn't need any help from Mom so I hung out with Jaxon.  He LOVED panning.  In fact, he was the very last kid shaking the sand from his frame.  You know kids and water....


Excited to be on a field trip!



"MOM! Look!"

Such concentration!

The extra benefit for us is that this trip and the classification of our new found treasures definitely counts as part of Zander's Cub Scout belt loop requirements and will help as Adisson works on Merit Badges.  This mama doesn't let scout stuff pass by without checking the handbook to see if requirements have been fulfilled.

Finding some great rocks!

Now, we've got all of these really beautiful rocks.  The boys used the chart at Jims to compare what was on display and what was found in their bags.  I know we've got a few pieces of pyrite and I think a couple pieces of amethyst (my birthstone).  Other than that, I'd have to look up each piece to determine what we scored. 

Some of our treasures!

Now the boys are begging for a rock tumbler.  I'd really like to have one as well, but it's a little disappointing that it's going to take us several weeks to have pretty, smooth, shiny stones.  I hope I can find a tumbler this weekend.  I'll keep you posted.  At the end of the day, however, it was fun to visit Jims, Gems and Gold and I know the boys enjoyed seeing all of the cool rocks.  They've already begun trading them with one another.  

Thursday, October 2, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff: Trip to the Doctor

So....today is Day Two of my 31 Days of Boy Stuff.  (Note: find Day One here.) I want to tell you about video games, pocket knives, and how to safely build a fire.  However, today I have something else that's pretty typical of boys, of all kids really, and that would be a trip to the doctor's office.



Yesterday, my middle guy woke up with a sore throat and as the day progressed so did his fever.  This morning, he began complaining of an earache.  Typically, I try to give things like this a minute before we start with any prescription medications.  However, in January, Zander had a pretty difficult time with an earache that spun wildly out of control.  It required several trips to see a doctor and a few different medications to get it to settle down and go away.  He was in a lot of pain for a few days and pretty uncomfortable for much longer.  He's very concerned this issue will start down the same path.

An appointment later, it's been confirmed to be a double ear infection.  Thankfully, however, no strep throat.  Zander is a bit concerned he'll have to miss popcorn selling this weekend and homeschool co-op on Monday.  He's been persuaded to rest and drink a lot of water so he'll still be able to participate in his upcoming activities.

In order to keep him on the couch, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve for this evening.

#1.  Movies.



Zander loves movies.  I'm hoping to bust out a few that he hasn't seen in awhile.  Or maybe Netflix.  The boys are huge survivalist show fans and will watch just about anything with Bear Grylls eating some weird bug.  Plus, there are always really neat educational shows on Netflix.  He's been learning about the American Revolution this year in school so it would be really neat to find something to watch on that topic.  

#2.  Card Games.



Board games are super fun, but difficult when I've got a 2nd grader wrapped up like a burrito on the couch.  Card games, however, are more manageable.  One of our favorites is a game called Slamwich.  It's a game of bread shaped cards with different sandwich toppings.  Each person flips over a card trying to build a slamwich or a double decker without being stopped by the thief.  Hopefully, it doesn't get him too wound up because it can definitely get a little fast paced.

#3.  Books!



Zander received a super neat Lego book from his Memaw this weekend, featuring the minifigures from the Monster Fighters series.  Since we have most of the Monster Fighter series (including the crazy awesome Haunted House!), he's very excited to read this book.

I didn't get to talk about typical boy stuff today, but these are the kind of things my sons do when they don't feel so great.  Hopefully, tomorrow finds my sweet little Wally feeling much better; especially since we have an incredible field trip planned for the afternoon.  Can't wait to tell you all about it!

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Wednesday, October 1, 2014

31 Days of Boy Stuff

Hey!  So glad you're here!  This month, I'm trying something new--a 31 Day Writing Challenge.  Everyday for the month of October, I'll be writing a new blog post.  For the challenge, I chose to spend 31 days writing about Boy Stuff.  



What's Boy Stuff?  

Well, as you may know I spend my days homeschooling my three boys.  You'll definitely find my homeschool tips/ideas/frustrations spread throughout this challenge.  I want to talk about ideas I have for each of my sons and their learning styles right now.  I have a sixth grader, a second grader, and a preschooler which means I've got three kiddos doing three different things everyday.  I want to tell you about that.

We are a Scouting family.  A very busy Scouting family.  My husband is a Cubmaster, I'm the Pack Committee Chair, Adisson is a Boy Scout, and Zander is a Cub Scout.  Plus, my little Jaxon is on his way to Scouting in just a few short years.  I want to tell you about how we use Scouting in our homeschool and in our day to day living.

We're an Army family.  If my little boys weren't already all about dirt, wrestlin', Nerf guns, and good guys/bad guys, toss in a Daddy who's been a soldier since they've been born and it's boy stuff times ten.  Plus, we purposely bought a house in the woods so they are forever digging, climbing, and chasing around lizards and toads.

That's some boy stuff.

I hope you'll join me in my challenge to tell you about my family, but honestly even more than that I hope I can accomplish this goal of writing everyday for a month.