So I’m a little later than the tenth but it’s the practice that’s important not the timing, right? We had a quiet day at home for most of yesterday with our usual school day routines in the morning as well as a few festive activities to keep us busy. Then in the afternoon the girls went for their weekly playdate with their Nanny Goats and I finally found some inspiration for my Christmas chalkboard.
“Why be indoors when you can rightly be without.” – Charlotte Mason
We’ve entered into our second year of home educating this autumn and I’m delighted to say we’re still loving it. The rhythm of the year continues to play a big part in our learning and the season of autumn is one of our favourites.
We’ve hunted for conkers, searched for mini-beasts, identified nuts, berries and leaves, painted pumpkins, discussed hibernation, explored the woods for mushrooms, lichen and moss, and soaked in that glorious autumn sun.
Here are some of the snapshots:
These are the inserts from our gratitude journal during November, reminding us that God is good and we are blessed.
Dear Blossom, you’re growing way too fast for my liking! There are moments when I catch a glimpse of the gentle, brave and independent young woman you will become and I feel proud to be walking with you on this journey, and then there are moments when we walk hand in hand playing Piglet and Pooh and I wish these sweet, carefree years of childhood could last forever. Dear Bubbles, your reaction to my yellow wonderland surprise was truly adorable! I love your sense of wonder and your knack for seeing the beauty in the small things. In the end the small things turn out to be the big things, it’s a lesson worth learning whilst you’re young. Dearest Daughters, may you always keep hold of your childhood whimsy and wonder, for these are the memories I will be holding on to when my hair is grey and my legs are wobbly.
Such a beautiful autumn morning for a daughter date with my first born. We played Pooh Bear amongst the pine trees, marvelled at the impressive fungi specimens and spotted new-to-us birds. We then made it back home in time to beat the rain, or rather dance in it and then enjoyed a cosy afternoon indoors.
These are the inserts from our gratitude journal during October, reminding us that God is good and we are blessed.
Dear Blossom, watching you learn to read has been empowering for both you and me and watching your excitement as you begin joined up handwriting was just delightful! Your dream of “writing like Mummy!” is now within your grasp and I’m honoured to be your inspiration, ever so thankful to be your guide. Dear Bubbles, your whimsical ways and wonder of life are incredibly endearing and make me want to hold on to these early years with you all the more. Frog watching, postbox spotting and dandy blowing all fill your sweet heart with joy, I can learn so much from you. Dearest Daughters, may you always be this sweet and enthusiastic, life is for the living so live it with passion.
