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Exploring Countries and Cultures MFW

MFW ECC: Getting Ready!

MFW ECC: Intro Week 1

MFW ECC: Intro Week 2

MFW ECC: United States Part 1

MFW ECC: United States Part 2

MFW ECC: Mexico

MFW ECC: Canada

MFW ECC Brazil

MFW ECC: Norway 

MFW ECC: France

MFW ECC: Germany

MFW ECC: Kenya

MFW ECC: Middle East

MFW ECC: India

MFW ECC: China

MFW ECC: Japan

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He finished kindergarten at his own pace, in his own time. He finished with joy. He finished with a heart full of stories and memories. He finished with the feel of sea water, mud, tree bark, fur, flower petal, grass blade and morning dewdrop on his fingertips—the feel of nature engraved within his cellular memory. He finished with eagerness for more. He finished knowing that he is not his labels. Now he’s hungry to draw a blue jay just right. He wants to read Hiawatha just like his brother. Next he wants to learn all about baking bread and about Paul Revere. He wants to crochet a hat and learn more about the violin. The light is still in his eyes, in fact, he’s radiating light. He’s beaming. He’s encouraged. I’m so thankful we get to do this. I do not take a minute of it for granted.
We are entering the busy season. Sports, co-op, speech therapy appointments, music lessons, and small group are added to our usual school lessons and I feel myself walking a thinner line. I’m still trying to balance everything for everyone while maintaining a heavier load and teaching the boys to carry and balance for themselves. It feels a little crazy—how could it not? If I’m teaching them to balance, I need to remember to take rest for myself. Today the boys asked, “will we still have time for the beach?” There is a significant part of me that wants to say we’re done for awhile because things are just too crazy. But by now i have learned that this would neglect the balance for us. One boy gently shared, “the way we keep books on a shelf is how I keep thoughts and memories at the beach. I like going back every week to pull them off the shelf and play with them again. It keeps me at ease, knowing I can go there and find them.” Inside my memory a tanned little girl with long black hair and a face full of freckles nodded and said, “I know just what you mean!” In the end, I took up my pencil, blocked out a large square and filled it in with a swirl of blue and green. The words BEACH DAY are sealed upon it, bringing balance to the week.
These boys are keeping track of our Adoption fundraiser and making signs for our adoption bake sale that they’re organizing. We’ve been tracking donations across the map and recording names of supporters and those offering prayer in the baby’s special book. It’s been a weekend full of encouragement and love and prayer and support and I can’t adequately express how much it’s lifted our hearts. We have watched God, unchanging and faithful no matter our circumstances, move in incredible ways. Our family has grown so much over the last 16 months. Thank you for your kind words, support, prayer and all the adoption stories you’ve shared with us. Thank you. ✨ ——————————————————- If you’d like to join in, the first tab within my profile link tree will take you to our site. We are so grateful for your help. Every dollar brings us one step closer. ❤️
Posted again with a different photo bc it turns out, my boy changed his mind about letting others see his secret thinking spot. The boys know what’s on here and they have a say in what is said and shared. It’s important for me to honor that. Here’s the original post: _______________________________________ A quiet growing time. What a loving and powerful gift to give someone. It’s not just room to be wild, it’s space to think and establish all that they’re absorbing. I’ve watched the boys develop their play over the years. The games have slowly changed, but the heart of it remains the same. They are testing what they are learning. My call is to provide the opportunity for thinking, reflection and connection to happen. I can’t think for them. I can’t connect for them. I simply provide opportunities by securing and protecting their quiet growing time. This boy, for example. Yesterday I read beautiful words that fell upon the shell pink folds of his ears and trickled down through the very core of him. I could not anchor them home simply by speaking them. I had no idea what would become of them. Today they swirled inside him and permeated his being as he sat on salt-slicked ledge and watched the waves roll in. I know because he turned to me and offered a few words of brief contemplation, cracked a joke, then turned his head towards to sea once more. I stored the moment in my heart to rest upon when the next hard day hits. 🌊🌴☀️
8 year old: "You know, when we first started reading all this history about the Romans and Saxons and Britons and Picts, I was surprised that you were ok with me hearing all that violence since you always say no to video games since they are violent. But now that we've read so much I think I can see why." Me: "Ok. Why do think I let you read violent history and say no to violent video games?” 8 year old: "In the video games people die and thats it, no funerals, no one cries, no one makes food to bring to people that are sad. No one digs a grave. But in my book when people die, stuff happens because of the death. People left behind go to war. There are funerals and monuments and speeches. Sometimes good stuff, sometimes bad stuff, but always something happens. Am I saying it right? Death matters in my book."
Started the day reading The Declaration of Independence, ended the day cuddled up watching fireworks by the lake. Let freedom ring! 🇺🇸❤️💥

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