tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70001725753343932302024-02-19T21:43:57.113-05:00Homeschool ShusCristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.comBlogger417125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-21532649232167291372016-07-27T00:07:00.002-04:002016-07-27T00:07:47.100-04:00Practice Makes Perfect, Part 3, With Pics!We've made it to the 6 o'clock show! When I say there was a LOT packed into each show, I mean there was A LOT packed into each show. This is the God and Country show. I'm not going to go through the gospel part of the show since you've seen that already. This is the patriotic part of the show. I am a sucker for patriotic songs and there were some good ones. And in this one, you get to fly a plane!<br />
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Part of dress rehearsal is finding the right costumes for everyone and making sure there is a continuity to them. Loved the dress that BH has on in the top photo, but to find something similar that would fit the baby was almost impossible. </div>
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And, success!! </div>
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Love the way this turned out. This is <em>We Are America</em>, which opened the patriotic portion of the show.</div>
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This starts <em>Step In Time. </em>This is a salute to the different branches of the armed forces and the men and women who served in those branches. There's a long history of Air Force in my family and hubby's. Really, though, my favorite part of this is the flying of the plane while they sing the Air Force anthem. </div>
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Up we go, into the wild blue yonder...</div>
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JB was telling a story of how it's fun to watch the audience lean with them while this part of the song is happening. That was all it took for me. I couldn't help it. Every time they sang this song I had to fly with them. Except once. Well, kinda. I just didn't lean as much. It was fun and silly and I am all about that!</div>
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<em>Grand Old Flag</em> was next. This is where the kids came out and tapped during the music break. They got to choreograph the tap portion and I think they did a fantastic job. So proud of them and all their hard work!</div>
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These should have been swapped, but whatever. This is the end of <em>Grand Old Flag. </em>After this, the group sang our National Anthem. I always tear up at the National Anthem.</div>
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It was nice to see some of our veterans from the different services and be able to thank them. I also liked that God and country was together. I feel like God is being taken out of our country so it meant something special to me. It became one of the most well attended shows we did. And for good reason.</div>
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Ok, so these aren't dress rehearsal pics, but I came across them and liked them so you get to see them. These are from the rehearsal for the 1:30 show. The opener was <em>Best</em> <em>Day of My Life</em>, then various medley's from different genres of music including rock, disco, and country. It ended with a dance party where the audience was encouraged to come up in front of the stage and dance with New Dawn. They did fun songs like <em>Time</em> <em>Warp, Hokey Pokey, Cha Cha Slide,</em> and <em>YMCA</em>. <br />
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<em>Wasted Time</em>. This was sung by JK and PH. I miss them. I think about them when I hear this song...</div>
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<em>Dibs</em>. I know 2 things about this song: 1. CC rocked it. 2. PH and JK would peek out from behind the curtain and say "Hey!" with the song and it became part of the show. Crazy people...</div>
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These are from the disco party. ABBA's <em>Dancing Queen</em>. Disco will never die!!</div>
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I am one of those people that like to watch the show come together from beginning to end. I like to see it from the "Nobody knows what they're doing! This is going to be a disaster!" stage to the finished "That was the best show I have ever seen!" stage. Thankfully, we skipped that first stage by several notches and we totally ended up at that last stage!</div>
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I know there were more pictures, but my computer and blogger are being stubborn. I think they had a fight. They can get over it because I have more pics and a short video to post. As soon as I can get my computer and blogger to kiss and make up, I'll get everything posted.</div>
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This was our itinerary. The churches fed us before each show, except the first show. They had cookies and punch after. So many cookies, so little time! One of my favorites was the Nazarene church in Warren, PA. Amazingly friendly people that took the time to prepare what I can only describe as a feast. We met a lovely man that taught the big girl and the baby how to make aluminum foil roses. There was a sweet lady that dragged the kids into the kitchen after the concert to pack up the leftover desserts for them. You know the kids were kicking and screaming over that, lol. The church in Chapmanville had a pizza party for us before the service and sent us home with 3 extra large pizzas. The pastor moved me to tears with his short sermon after the performance. Great people that love Jesus.<br />
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This is our group at the last church. JK, third from left, soloed during <em>Psalm 62</em>. JB, far left, had a solo in <em>Mountain Mover</em>. PW, on the far right, sang <em>His Eye Is on the Sparrow</em>. All of these voices together will give you goosebumps...<br />
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New Dawn also performed at an assisted living facility. They did a combo of the gospel show and a patriotic show. There was one sweet lady sitting just to my left that sang every song. Every word to every song. I told her she was wonderful and she smiled from ear to ear. <br />
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This is PH singing <em>By and By</em>. He was so. stinking. good!! Good grief, y'all, I wish I had video so you could hear him! <br />
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This was from the 6 o'clock show. It was a God and Country show. This is CC and PW singing <em>I've Just Seen Jesus</em> by Sandy Patty. The power behind this song and the group when they joined in was awesome and powerful. <br />
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Some of the stained glass windows and the organ in the last church we performed in. Stunning...<br />
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Most of the churches were old and had lots of narrow, steep stairs. I didn't care for that at all. But the people more than made up for that. We were fed, we were prayed for, we were loved on by people that thought we were there to bless them with song. In reality, we were blessed by them and all they did for us. It was very humbling and a huge honor to meet all the people that attended the concerts. We were blessed as much, if not more, than we blessed. <br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-22729460571533598892016-07-15T12:07:00.000-04:002016-07-15T12:07:42.668-04:00The View from the High RoadNormally, I like to say "The view from the high road is amazing." I don't always take the high road since I am a throw it in the gutter kind of gal, but the views here were truly spectacular. <br />
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Our first stop was at the house of a friend of the New Dawn Singers, and now a friend of ours. She graciously allows the group to invade and take over her home and her life and her barn while they rehearse the show for Knoebel's and prepare for a few local gospel concerts. Hubby and I would get up early, hubby would make coffee, and we would sit on the back porch to spend a few minutes together before the rest of the house woke up. The mornings are nothing like the mornings at home. And even though hubby and I like to sit in our garden and have coffee, we will certainly miss these views! <br />
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We came out one morning to see the clouds crawling through the mountains. Yup, clouds crawling through the mountains. The majesty of it all left us speechless. Well, for half a second anyway...<br />
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This was one spectacular morning and the pic does it absolutely no justice at all. The tree line in the front and the mountain in the background. And what looked like a bowl full of clouds in between. It was so close it seemed like we could take a spoon and eat it. Just stunning...<br />
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And when you have a view like this from the pool, how can you say no to a dip or two?<br />
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Obviously, the boy and the baby couldn't say no. Hubby and I joined them one day and it was lovely. Warm water, great company, and that view!<br />
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And this darling with her kitty cat. This is the owner's grand daughter who is the sweetest, cutest, smiliest baby. She would watch the rehearsals and smile and wave. The kitty, however, was all about rehearsing with the group. She would run in and out of numbers, in and out of the curtains, and chew anything she could, including cords to equipment. </div>
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We are so grateful for this opportunity, but also that we were able to spend time every morning together in the beauty that God created. Hubby and I still talk about it and I'm so glad for the memories of it all!<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-7201503826365405252016-07-14T23:21:00.000-04:002016-07-14T23:21:54.552-04:00Road Trippin'Good grief, we're tired, y'all. We traveled over 2,000 miles and had the most amazing time with a group of fantastic people. The kids and hubby and I got to travel with the New Dawn Singers. We spent just over 2 weeks in Pennsylvania. The scenery and the weather were beautiful and the company was outstanding. Wanna see some pics? Good, because I took over 1700...<br />
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We hit the rest area at each welcome center for each state we went through. I thought this was pretty cool. This was probably one of the prettiest rest areas we have ever been to. The scenery was amazing and the lay out of the area lent itself to stretching your legs and getting the pent up energy out. I liked this sign because I have ties to the Air Force and I'm super proud of our armed forces.</div>
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I tried to get every sign as we crossed the border into each state. I missed South Carolina, but I got a cool sign with their state emblem on it. For some reason, West Virginia is just a little later in the pics. Leave it to West Virginia to be difficult. I have to say , it was a beautiful trip.</div>
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Not that you can tell very well, but there is light at the end of the tunnel.</div>
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We took 2 days to get to our destination for the first week. That was the rehearsal barn and the main hub for the gospel concerts all week. I'll tell you more about that in the next blog. We spent the night in NC and I cannot tell you how much I appreciate a Hampton Inn! It was 2 long days in the Jeep. This was our first vacation we've taken that didn't involve visiting family, but we sure made new family! Gorgeous part of the country if you ever get to travel it. As soon as I get the other pics chosen and edited, you can bet you'll get to see them. Lucky you!</div>
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Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-28617920544805771292016-06-06T22:07:00.000-04:002016-06-07T10:32:04.163-04:00On the AgendaBefore our school year is over, I sit down and figure out what in the world we're supposed to be doing the next school year. You would think it would get easier as the years go by. Yeah. I wished it worked that way. There are a couple of used curriculum sales that I like to hit in May, so it's good to have a plan. Only, we know how well I follow a plan. At one of the sales, I actually put back all of the stuff I had picked up for the boy's literature and changed tacks. The big girl (oh my heart) won't be schooling with us this year. The boy and the baby are at the stage where we can do several subjects together, so that helps. Here's what I did:<br />
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<li>I already know that the boy and the baby girl are going to have bible and German together. I'm not sure what we're using for bible yet, but I do know that we'll finish an Acts study we started towards the end of our last year. After that, it's wide open. German is Power Glide and we're restarting that. Last year was a bad year for foreign language. As in, we didn't foreign language. Ugh!</li>
<li>The kids will be using Mystery of History, Volume II for world history. I like that it has activities for different levels. I'll be mixing and matching them through out the year. I'm hoping to keep current on the timeline. I think it would be cool to have it around the kitchen and living room. We'll see. The book is huge and just a bit intimidating, so I joined a page on the social network. That has been amazing. I feel much more confident about something we've never used before.</li>
<li>For literature, the boy will be using a Progeny Press study guide and a Memoria Press study guide. The PP will be <em>Beowulf</em> and the MP will be <em>The Odyssey</em>. It fits in with the time period of the history. I'm a little excited for the boy. These are a different type of reading than what he's used to and I think he'll like the storylines. He'll also be using Cliff's Notes to help with whatever we don't get and to give him some background information. The baby will be using a study guide from In the Hands of a Child for <em>Island of the Blue Dolphin</em> and a Progeny Press study guide for <em>A Wrinkle in Time.</em> I am a huge fan of PP, but there wasn't one for <em>The Odyssey</em>. I have both PP and HOAC for <em>Island of the Blue Dolphin</em>, but I want to get the baby out of her comfort zone. </li>
<li>Science this year is A Beka Biology. Both kids will be using it this year. The baby will be an 8th grader and she can get high school credit for it. I'm not worried about this one since I taught this at co-op a couple of years ago. This should be easy peasy.</li>
<li>Grammar is Rod and Staff for the baby and A Beka for the boy. I like both programs but I have to admit that R&S is my very favorite for teaching grammar, hands down. It is clear and concise and I like the way it's put together.</li>
<li>Math this year is A Beka for both kids. Algebra for the baby and Algebra 2 for the boy. I had looked at a couple of different things for the boy, but went back to A Beka. It's what he's used to and I think he'll do fine with it. The baby will get high school credit for algebra, so let's just start marking things off now! Woot!</li>
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So far, we don't have any plans for a school co-op. I'm kind of glad because that frees up some time. We'll be looking at new dance studios this year as well. I think I know where we're going. It's closer to the house than our previous studio and that saves us some time. I'm not sure what that schedule will be like so I need to keep that in mind. Hubby and I decided that we need to get used to a new studio before we commit to a performance or competition team, so that's off the schedule, thank goodness. <br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-90509331297150445242016-06-04T09:47:00.001-04:002016-06-04T09:47:45.176-04:00Letting GoWe had huge milestones this year. <br />
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It was the big girl's senior year and as of May 20, she is officially graduated!! It was a hard fought battle, but, by golly, it's done. The dance load was huge this year, but that was lightened when we got kicked out. That's a different story for another blog, but you can bet your bippidies, it's coming out (full of angst, jealousy, butt hurt, and back stabbing. I cannot make this stuff up). Her school load was heavy this year. She could have saved herself a lot of trouble, but you know how that goes. Hello, senioritis, it's been a while since I've seen you. We both had a HUGE case of that. We all know the only cure for that is to be done, done, done with school, which was not an option. Here are some pics of our year.<br />
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Senior pics. The struggle is real, y'all. I teared up during the shoot and balled like a baby when I got all the pics back. She is so stinkin' gorgeous, but that goes all the way through to her soul. She is kind and generous and giving and loving and funny and intelligent and here come the tears again!!</div>
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My kids can hula hoop like nobody's business. At the kingdom one day, there was a nice cast member handing them out. So my kids took them. And I took this! There was a little girl that said "Mommy, I want to hoop like that!" Me, too, child, me, too. </div>
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This amazing young lady is one of our favorite people on earth. She choreographed the big girl's solo, gave my kids dance lessons after the big debacle, and found opportunities for the big girl to present her solo. I have so much respect for her and her outlook on life. I will forever be grateful for her spirit and grace.</div>
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The big girl and her bestie attended a couple of cons this year. Her bestie, A, likes to cosplay and so the big girl joined her. A is Kylo Ren and the big girl is Rey. They were like rock stars when they walked in and pretty much all day. I had no idea what a big deal it would be, but they had an amazing time.</div>
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They also went to Megacon this year and had a huge<em> Lord of the Rings</em> group. The big girl was Arwen, A was Legolas. They also had Boromir, Gandalf, Faramir, and Gimli. Along the way they met a group of guys that were Gondorian troops, so they all took a pic together. That was super cool! </div>
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So what else? She had a big role in our Christmas play this year. It was bigger than what we've done in years past and she rocked it. She got her driver's license, thank God! That has been a blessing. She performed at a recital at a friend's studio. She performed in skits at church. I know there's so much more, but I'll be darned if I can remember anything else right now. </div>
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What does her future hold? So much! This summer she and her siblings will be touring with the New Dawn Singers. If you happen to be in Pennsylvania this summer, message me and I'll let you know where she'll be. She wants to attend a special effects make-up school that's fairly close. She will be auditioning, auditioning, auditioning when she turns 18 because she wants to dance at the House of the Mouse. And later, she'll attend a local technical school to get her cosmetology license so she can work in special effects when she's done with that portion of her schooling.</div>
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And, as always, her future is bright and wide open! I am so excited to see where the Lord leads her. Y'all hang on. I know this is going to be a great ride!</div>
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Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-73900785193903725552016-05-31T22:37:00.000-04:002016-05-31T22:37:01.769-04:00Sweetie PieNot really pie. Pop tarts. Or, specifically, whole wheat toaster pastries! I came across a recipe on one of my favorite sites, <a href="http://100daysofrealfood.com/">100 Days of Real Food</a>.<br />
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It was one of the first sites I started following when we decided to change the way we eat. I like the way she breaks down her recipes. I like that she uses real food ingredients (she better with a name like that!). And I even like the lunches she packs for her kids. They make me wish I was her kid and going to school!<br />
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We have a big trip coming up and I have no clue what the farmer's markets or organic selections in the grocery stores are going to be like. I know there's a big box store close, but I'm looking for things that will travel well. I already have a list of things that we'll be taking from our organic co-op, but it won't last the entire time we're gone. <br />
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This past weekend, hubby and I and 2 of the 3 kiddos went blueberry and peach picking. It was a ton of fun! There are so many u-picks that have sprouted up around us (see what I did there? Sprouted? Get it?) and this one had the 2 fruit items we were after. We went early, trying to beat the heat. Well, we tried anyway...<br />
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That is a good looking boy right there. He is my fruit eater, but managed to pick more than he ate. Well, peaches anyway. Blueberries, now that's a different story.</div>
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The baby picking blueberries. She stayed on the outside of the bushes. They were packed pretty tightly together and the idea of spiders and other crawlies made her say no, but thank you.</div>
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We passed the place we wanted to go to. We stopped at a place called "Goats on the Roof". Want to know why? Keep scrolling. You'll see. But you'll miss the pics of the track. You go up, up, up the side of the mountain, and then you come down. See the curve right above the ticket booth? That's the big loop. Thank goodness you don't go upside down!<br />
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This is Big Sis coming around one bend and heading for another. She wanted to go full out, but the lady in front of her kept applying the brakes. Like I would have. Which is why Big Sis goes first.<br />
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And here she is, coming around the mountain. She wasn't driving six white horses, but I went out to greet her. See what I did, there?<br />
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For some reason, this pic is out of order. This is Big Sis getting strapped in and heading up. She was so excited. I was so sick...<br />
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They call it "Goats on the Roof" because, well, there are goats on the roof. They were so stinking cute!! <br />
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I really wanted to bring this one home with me. Such a sweet baby! You can buy goat chow and feed them, but this one just likes to hang out with people. <br />
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And, of course, you can buy buckets of dirt to pan through. You are guaranteed real gems in every bucket. For $10 a bucket, I better be. Hubby wanted the stack since he likes to pan for gold and gems. Not happening.<br />
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This is Big Sis getting ready to board the cart on the actual coaster we were looking for. We passed it and back tracked after the first ride. This time she got to ride full out for the whole ride. <br />
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And there she goes. I almost couldn't watch. But I did, because I'm a good sister like that.<br />
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And she's still smiling! She said she liked this one better and I'm inclined to believe her. I did it again! I'm full of puns today!<br />
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This was the souvenir pic that you can buy. It's taken on the way up. I love the smile! She was loving it already.<br />
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Apparently there's another one in Gatlinburg that comes out over the road and juts out over the river. I'm not sure that would be the one for me. If you're ever in that area, give these coasters a try. I'm pretty sure you won't regret it. Unless the lady in front of you keeps putting on her brakes. Just don't get on after me. It'll be a slow descent...<br />
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This was part of dinner when we got to my dad's. He and my step mom took us to eat sushi. It was lovely. I didn't know Big Sis was squeamish about sushi. "Just answer the question and don't add any information." Ok. I am horrible at that...Good food, though.<br />
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This is the view from the hotel balcony. We were in south North Myrtle Beach. Yeah, I know. Makes my head hurt, too. We were the first hotel (or the last depending on which way you're coming from) and our beach wasn't terribly crowded.<br />
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See that pier? On it sits a great restaurant called Pier 14. Great food. Great service. And within a short 2-3 minute walk from the hotel. After our 6 hour drive took almost 9 hours because of construction on EVERY INTERSTATE WE WERE ON, it was nice to have something that close.<br />
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Then there's this beauty. I say beauty because it was pretty from far away. And from up close. But I have no idea, nor will I ever know, what it looks like when you're on it. I soooo do not roll that way. <br />
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Yeah, I wasn't riding this one, either. You sit in a cart at the end of the glowy sticks and the cart rotates around and around while the glowy stick goes around and around. And it's fun to watch it. I took these from the walkway right outside our room. Every now and then we could hear it or a random scream, but it wasn't bad at all. Most of the time I blocked it out. I was too traumatized from thinking about riding it. Big Sis suggested liquid courage. Um, no, that would make it way worse!<br />
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Ok, see that building in front of the ferris wheel? That is the other half of our hotel. It's across a narrow driveway from our building. Seems like you could reach out and touch it. Which I would do as long as I don't have to ride it.<br />
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Found some shopping at a place called Boardwalk at the Beach. It's not actually AT the beach, but it's close enough. Definitely drive, though. That's Dad and Big Sis. I like the cut out boards. They're fun.<br />
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You have to love a t-shirt shop that has this many Dr. Who shirts. I sent this pic to the big girl. She wanted all of them, and I don't blame her.<br />
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For all of you who were wondering where stupid comes from, there you go. We found it. It's in South Carolina. Kinda fitting, but I think I just got political...<br />
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Dad wanted to find a restaurant called Calabash. It is a seafood buffet and it's good. They have AYCE crab legs. So we ate all we could, and not just the crab legs. I sent this pic to hubby. I won't repeat his response, but suffice it to say it translates to "Wish I was there". Very loosely translated, but that's the way I took it.<br />
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The restaurant has a photographer that suckers you in to buying pics by taking a complimentary pic that gets made into a postcard. Dad is a sucker, but that's ok, too, sometimes.<br />
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And after eating all we could, we walked down the boardwalk. We walked into shops and browsed and looked at people and stood in line for ice cream. And found The City Harmonic performing. For free. Dad and Big Sis walked on while I got my worship on. The big girl and I really, really like this band. I wish she had been there.<br />
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Big props to hubby. That man is amazing. He drove me 600 miles to Dad's then drove home the next day. And came and got me a week later. And drove home. Because he so totally rocks. <br />
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I absolutely loved Myrtle Beach. If you decide to go, I know a great hotel, right on the beach and the boardwalk, with easy access to everything. <br />
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Have a great day. Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-61256492094596588382015-07-11T07:48:00.001-04:002015-07-11T07:48:31.184-04:00Dance, Donuts, and Disney<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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These are the pointe and ballet costumes from recital. I need to download the rest of the pics. I have to be honest, though. I was so busy back stage, I didn't get a lot of them. The best ones are from a friend that took pics during performances. She got some great shots!<br />
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The big girl wanted me to get pics of her pointe shoes at the end of the year, after it was all said and done. Poor beat-up shoes. We go in August to get fitted for a new pair for the upcoming season.<br />
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I found some break dance classes for the kids. It's actually just called breaking, but when you say that, people think you're destroying things. The classes are very inexpensive, but it's kind of a drive. You want to talk about fun, though.These are just a couple of shots. They are learning a move called the 6 step in the bottom pic. The kids are also learning how to do a baby freeze. Look it up, but I promise no babies were injured in the learning of that step. I am super impressed with the instructor. And just a little jealous.<br />
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This was my birthday cake from last year. Donuts. I can't have sugar or grains, but I would eat every single one of these if they were in front of me right now. I would be miserable later, but totally worth it!<br />
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We wandered the resorts at Christmas time. It was something we hadn't ever done before and we are so glad we did! This is the ginger bread house at the grand Floridian. That is an amazing place in and of itself, but dress it up for Christmas and holy cow! See the boy and the baby in the bottom right hand corner of the screen? That should give you the size scale.<br />
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We also stopped at the wedding chapel that sits between the Grand Floridian and the Polynesian. GORGEOUS! Then we found this around the back. Hubby and I are blocking it, but Cinderella's castle is right between us. I want all my kids to get married there. <br />
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The Christmas tree at the Grand Floridian. It goes almost all the way to the ceiling. The ceiling is waaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy up there!<br />
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Phineas and Ferb need no introduction. We knew what we were doing that day!<br />
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A Bill and Ted moment at the Hall of Presidents. My kids are crazy, did you know that? Totally hubby's fault!<br />
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Cinderella's carriage from the movie. I sure wish we could have gotten in, but I get it. I don't like it, but I get it.<br />
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One of our favorite things is the concert series at Epcot. They do 2 a year. Y'all should be jealous because En Vogue are still gorgeous, still super talented, and still put on an absolutely amazing show!!<br />
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Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-32215690316236012162015-04-16T17:41:00.000-04:002015-04-16T17:41:14.081-04:00CurvyI like to fly by the seat of my pants. I will plan like crazy so I know exactly how to get from point A to point B. I know, it doesn't sound like flying, but I have to wander a bit before I get to the point. You know that! Now, hush and let me finish! Anyway...once I get it all planned, I rarely follow it. I always say it's about the adventure of getting there, not the actual arriving that makes a journey so much fun. Well, then our school year has been quite the adventure. <br />
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<li>I changed the baby's history right as we were getting ready to start school. There was too much involved with the 1st one. Her brother and sister were going to study American history and it didn't make sense to have her do world history. I had a couple of resources but figured out pretty early that they weren't going to make it to the end of the school year. She would have shot ahead of her brother and sister and not really been able to study anything specifically. So, let's piece something together. I am so grateful for all of the freebies that I have downloaded all these years! I have at least 3 unit studies she can use to supplement and she gets time to actually get details instead of a general overview. Add searching the library for books and her history is keeping me on my toes. </li>
<li>We didn't change anything for the boy. That doesn't mean he hasn't had his own set of problems. I was given 95% of the curriculum that he is using this year. I am grateful beyond all there is for that. A Beka, although reasonably priced for what you get, can get expensive if you get all of the bells and whistles. It's just not the right curriculum for him. We both went into this year knowing there would be issues, but we've tried to get around those as best we could. He has done an outstanding job. There is much more leeway in his high school years with all the stuff I have, so hopefully we'll work something out. </li>
<li>I'm already planning for next year and watching for used curriculum sales. There is a big one that's about an hour from here. It is so worth the drive! Some people were extremely proud of their stuff. Thank you, I'll buy the one next to it that's $10 cheaper. There is one coming up in a couple of weeks that I'm going to miss and I'm so sad. It's local and I have a bunch to sell. I'll just post it on my social pages. Normally I would buy stuff just to buy it. Not anymore. I have a list and I'm sticking to it!</li>
<li>We didn't take as many field trips as I wanted. We missed all of the ones at the zoo. That's my fault. We have, however, spent some great time at Disney. That more than makes up for it! </li>
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That's our overview. Sometimes, everything gets checked off for the week. That doesn't mean there wasn't school happening on a Sunday. Because there was definitely school happening on Sunday. After chores. And that is why I always plan in pencil. Because it's all about the adventure! And a big eraser!<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-1750107093872301152015-03-18T09:02:00.001-04:002015-03-18T09:02:44.724-04:00In Sickness and in Health...I know. It's been awhile. We have been slammed busy. I don't really like when we get so busy I can't remember what day it is or where I'm supposed to be. Here's what we have going on:<br />
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<li>School is way behind due to bullet point number 1. There won't be much of a spring break around here. We'll take a few days because the big girl is spending time with a friend and I'm hoping to have my niece and nephew for a couple of days. We'll see how it goes. </li>
<li>We have a new to us vehicle! It was time. We had finally found parts for the van that were available and not expensive. But once we took care of the little stuff that seemed like a big deal, we ran into some things that were big stuff that was a big deal. Stuff that would take hours to fix or a professional. We traded her for a 2006 Jeep. Gorgeous vehicle! She's silver and chromed out and did I say gorgeous? It's MUCH smaller than the van on the inside and we're having a hard time figuring it all out. Sometimes I wish we had gotten the Suburban, but it was way out of our price range. The Jeep had a leaky sunroof (every used vehicle with a sunroof is a flood waiting to happen, and I don't mean outside your vehicle), but hubby fixed it because he totally rocks! </li>
<li>Dance rehearsals started back in February. The kids are learning their company recital dance. They've started recital dances in their regular classes as well. So much to learn! We're also involved in some fund raisers. We are raffling Easter baskets, we are starting birthday parties at the studio, and we are having hot dog/bake sales at a local retailer. Add that to the regular schedule and things get crazy around here. </li>
<li>Science co-op is getting ready to wind down. It has been an interesting year, that's for sure. I've enjoyed hanging with the younger crowd and not listening when I have to sit in on chemistry. I'm glad the boy and the big girl are both in that class. That means I'll only have to teach it once. Or find a teacher. My friend M has volunteered to teach a speech and debate class next year. We just may do that. </li>
<li>I did a quick clean out of the curriculum cabinet. I did take some things out to sell that I know I won't use. There are a couple of local used curriculum sales I may participate in. Get rid of what I can and see if I can trade for what I need. I'm already planning for next year, but you already knew that. My next step is to make a list of what I need to complete a set, and what I want to complete a set. I've made a bunch of copies this year, but at least I have them for later. </li>
<li>We're getting new chicks! We need to make them a home for now and a home for later. We figured we put them in with the older ladies since there are only 2 of them left. And that's one reason we're getting new chicks. We're getting chickens that lay green eggs. That's going to be so much fun!</li>
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That's about it for now. But, really that's enough since I have to go teach! <br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-6868976323221663722014-12-27T09:36:00.003-05:002014-12-27T09:37:15.102-05:00For Your Enjoyment (Well, Mine, Really, but Whatever)I cleaned some pics off my phone the other day. Over 300 of them. My total is now below 1200. Woot!! I'm getting there. And since I had to download some before I deleted them from my phone, I get to do a photo dump blog! <br />
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I can always count on the big girl for a selfie. This was at Hollywood Studios for the Osborne Family Lights. Love that place...</div>
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The boy after he won 2nd place in the talent show. I think he should have gotten first...</div>
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This is our loot from the summer reading program a couple of years ago. Yet another reason we read...</div>
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Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-11748345327822415122014-12-09T09:49:00.002-05:002014-12-09T09:49:25.819-05:00Dance, I Say, Dance!Yeah, I just quoted Salt-n-Pepa. You are welcome! We are deep in the Christmas dancing season, so I thought I'd take a minute to share what we have going on in our crazy lives. And there are pics! Lucky duckies...<br />
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There is a board that gets displayed at every performance that has pics of all the company members. These are my 3 and their headshots. Nice looking bunch of yahoos.<br />
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There is always a barre exercise to warm up. Considering it was coooollllddd, it was much appreciated!<br />
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This is the group rehearsing for the Christmas tree lighting. They were so good! </div>
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The baby on dress rehearsal day with her "March" buddies. This year for ballet, Miss S has put together the Russian, Chinese, Spanish, March and Marzipan from <em>The Nutcracker</em>. I think my favorite is the Russian and the Marzipan and the March. Hmmmm, I wonder why...<br />
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This is what happens on dress rehearsal day. Everybody crowding the mirror trying to see themselves in their costumes. There were lots of new costumes this year and so much ooooing and aahing. <br />
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The boy with one of his Russian partners. His other partner was out of town. They did a such a great job! <br />
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How can you not love that face? I just adore her. And her big sister. And her brother. </div>
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The boy starts his dance with a toe touch, straddle jump, or whatever crazy French term you want to use for this. I cannot even imagine getting myself off the ground, much less having to do multiples of these.<br />
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Look at my babies!!! These are The Nutcracker costumes for the first set of numbers. The big girl doesn't want to give hers back. I can't blame her.<br />
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Checking out the tree before the tree lighting. People have asked me why we do what we do. Despite the fact that my kids love to dance, the smiles should be all the answer you need.<br />
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Sometimes, when you get on stage and the nerves start to get to you, a hug is always nice. The baby's friend A was having a moment. Thank God for friends!!<br />
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We have known this sweet girl for what seems like forever! She graduated a couple of years ago, but still comes home from college to see some of the performances. She is an amazing person and dancer and we love, love, love her!<br />
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This is the big girl with her friend, B and the boy with his friend, J. They were warming up before the show before they were so rudely interrupted for picture time.<br />
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All of the dancers have put so much hard work and time and effort into these performances. We have 3 left. If you want to check out some quality entertainment and a amazing dancers, message me for dates and times. And even better, all of the shows are free. How can you beat that? <br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-31884505695034879522014-11-07T09:20:00.002-05:002014-11-07T09:20:44.380-05:007!It has been a long time since I have just blogged. I hope you're as excited about this as I am!<br />
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<li>School is rolling merrily along. I had to change a couple of things, but for the most part, the kids are rocking it. Chemistry is seriously trying to kick the big girl's and the boy's butt. This, too shall pass. To reward them, we started German. It may not sound like a treat, but the kids want to learn a foreign language. Our attempts at Spanish and Latin have fallen flatter than Stanley. This is what the kids want to learn, so here we go. They are excited about getting to the point that they can have a conversation with their grandparents in German. Me, too, actually.</li>
<li>I have a huge stack of books to read. Again. Duh. My favorite thing about this, though, is that the girls have a stack to read that's just as big. Being an avid reader, that is one thing I have wanted to pass to my kids. I'm not sure how it skipped the boy. But, on a bright note, he does find books he wants to read, they are just few and far between. I requested an audio book and was pretty excited to listen to it. The guy doing the narrative had the worst voice for it. I was soooo bored. Like, so bored I fell asleep. I missed half the book. We do have 2 more books on CD to listen to in the van. That is one of my favorite ways to read. <em>The One and Only Ivan</em> is what we're listening to now. It's about to get sad and we don't like that, but sometimes that's what happens. We just finished reading <em>Sarah, Plain and Tall</em> as our after dinner book. We are moving on to the movie now.</li>
<li>Mama needs a new vehicle. The minivan is on it's last leg. Ugh. The thought of having a car payment again stinks. We barely got to enjoy not having a payment when the bankruptcy trustee told us we had to pay them off again. Now that we don't have those payments, the thought of starting over weighs heavy. I would like to get a small SUV. We not only carry our five, but having extras in the van is not uncommon. Optional 3rd row seating would be lovely. I really want a Suburban, like Big Sis has, but the gas would kill us as much as we are in our vehicle. </li>
<li>Dance is in full swing. There was one day a week that we just could not make that trip. We are lucky enough that we don't have to go that day. I have to say it makes me happy. Company rehearsals are going well. So far my favorites are the boy's ballet and the big girl's tap. This is only the 2nd year of tap for the big girl and she is doing quite well keeping up with the girls that have been tapping for years. I am so proud of her. The baby is soaking up everything she can. She is loving it. If you happen to be in the area for the holidays, let me know. There are some great shows coming up.</li>
<li>Our tap teacher gave us a box full of musicals on VHS. You have no idea how happy that makes us. We love musicals! The singing, the dancing, the costumes! My favorite is<em> Seven</em> <em>Brides for Seven Brothers</em>. The big girl's is <em>The Sound of Music</em>. I like that they were made at a time when an actor HAD to do it all. We're going to curl up in my bed this weekend and watch a few of them. I wish I hadn't run out of popcorn. </li>
<li>Hubby and I were gifted with worms for the garden and the chickens. I know, sounds like a weird gift. The worms are great for the compost and the chickens love them. We moved our compost pile to the garden so it's easier to take care of. Those worms work fast! They also multiply, well, like worms. The ladies are going to get a handful today. You have not seen anything funnier than chickens fighting over a bug or a worm or whatever treat it happens to be. We are dismantling the garden we have now, except the tower. We took a field trip to an aquaponics farm. Hubby wants to take their classes. We think that is the way to go. We can raise fish and vegetables for us and also food for the chickens. Hubby has been looking into it for years and we think now is the time. The worms will play a big part in that. They'll help make compost and feed the fish and the chickens. </li>
<li>We have started participating in Meatless Mondays. It's where you don't eat meat on Monday. So far, so good. It hasn't been too hard trying to find meals that fit into that category that we'll all eat. I am not a big proponent of soy, so we don't use any meat substitutes like Boca burgers. I have always wondered why vegetarians try to make food seem like it has meat in it. Anyway, if you have any favorite vegetarian recipes you want to share, that would be amazing. </li>
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And there you go. I made all 7. Woot! Now on to the other blog to update that one.<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-2524882510538756232014-10-24T11:20:00.000-04:002014-10-24T21:08:09.409-04:00Good CompanyIt's the time of year again when we gear up for performance season. That means company try-outs. I took pictures this year. I even got a really cool one of all the dancers. First, here's some familiar faces. <br />
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Ballet is always first. The ballet mistress, Miss S, puts all the dancers through a small barre to warm them up and get them ready. The kids were all excited for try outs this year. My big girl got a 10 in ballet! The boy got a 9+ in jazz! When the baby came out of auditions I asked her how she felt. "I rocked that audition." You have to love the confidence. I am happy to say that they all made it this year. Rehearsals for the Christmas performances have started already. I love the groupings and pairings this year and all the kids are excited to show off their hard work.<br />
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I adore this pic. This is most of the kids that tried out. They all sat together and warmed up and at one time sat in straddles, feet together, making a circle around the room. Then came time for splits and someone had this brilliant idea. I had to get a pic. <br />
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Everyone that tried out had the scores to make Company. It is going to be a fantastic season. If you happen to be in our area, you should come see these great kids perform. You will not be disappointed!<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-48430745089801814732014-10-24T11:03:00.000-04:002014-10-24T11:03:39.579-04:00Somebody Has to Do the Dirty WorkWe were on our way to co-op one morning when I apparently ran over something in the road. The van started making a weird noise and I thought for sure my tire was flat. I pulled over, twice, to check the tires and everything was fine. I was going to meet hubby at the church and he was going to take a look at the tires for me. Well, I didn't get that far. Heading down the road, we hear a very loud "THUNK" and I immediately heard the thwap, thwap, thwap that is international code for pull over because you have a flat. I get to a gas station that was, thankfully, 10 seconds from where we were. I called hubby and told him we weren't making it to the church. He came to change the tire and put the spare on. And since the big girl is learning to drive, she also learned some maintenance at the same time. I took pics. Want to see them? Of course you do! <br />
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Hubby had the van all jacked up and was taking the lug nuts off the tire when he had the brilliant idea of making the big girl do some work. Always learning is our motto. <br />
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While the big girl was removing the rest of the lugs, hubby got his spare out, hoping it would fit, so I wouldn't have to ride on a doughnut. I would have eaten a dozen doughnuts right about then. She's gorgeous changing a tire, too. Big sigh...<br />
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He was showing the big girl how to get the spare out from under the van. In the 5 years we have owned the van, I had no idea. I didn't even know that was there. Yeah, it's in the details. I read the Cliff's Notes. Dang Cliff's Notes...<br />
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The spare was flat. But, I have a compressor in the back of my van. Originally, the big girl was filling the tire with air until hubby realized there was a leak in the spare. We'd never used it and I don't think in it's 10 year existence, it's ever been used. Well, crud. On with the lesson in spite of a small set back.<br />
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We still had to get the spare on and the van to the house, so the big girl soldiered on. While she was doing this, hubby got everything else cleaned up and put away. He pumped it as full of air as he could, tossed me the keys to his truck, and took off for the house. He is crazy, but I love him for it!<br />
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Letting the van down and removing the jack. The big girl had a good time, truth be told. She said it was kind of fun. I just hope her Papa is there for her if she ever has to do this again.<br />
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Hubby ended up going to get a new tire. Thankfully he was able to take a 1/2 day from work and get the new tire put on my van. He is a good egg. He was very patient with the big girl and they have a great story to tell. And if you ever need a tire changed, you can call the big girl. As long as she doesn't have to get dirty, she's your chicky.<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-66211542639819456072014-07-13T13:53:00.000-04:002014-07-13T13:53:10.893-04:00Starting FreshIt is that time of year again. We are getting ready for school to start. I have a couple of things that are coming in the mail and should be here by next week. I had such a hard time finding the lesson plan books I like that I ordered 3! I would have ordered more, but then shipping got a little pricey, so there you are. The kids are gone all next week for various activities, so I'm taking a day to plan. The big girl is planning herself again this year. She learned a lot about planning last year and the pitfalls involved, so this year should go much smoother. We hope. Here's what's on the agenda for the year coming up.<br />
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<li>Science- You have to love friends that love to teach subjects you don't want to. Last year I taught biology. Loved it! This year my friend G is teaching chemistry. I have a very weak chemistry background and I don't feel like I could do the subject justice. The boy and the big girl will both be taking that while the baby is going to study earth science. For chemistry, they'll be using A Beka. The earth science is <em>God's Design for Heaven and Earth: Our Planet</em>. We already know that the 2 olders will have homework, but so will the baby. The set comes with a CD with all the student consumables, like worksheets and fun stuff, on it. We'll see, we'll see...</li>
<li>Bible- This is the first year that everyone is doing something different. I'm not sure I like it, but that's the way it goes. I'm thinking a devotional together before we start and then they can break up into their respective corners. The big girl and the boy will be "sharing". While the big girl works on BJU's <em>Walking in the Spirit</em>, the boy will be using A Beka's <em>Joshua and Judges</em>. Both of those are 1 semester, so they'll switch after Christmas when we start the second half of our year. The baby is using Explorer's Bible Study. I actually bought this several years ago, and never used it. Now is the time! </li>
<li>History- It was so nice for many years to be able to use 1 curriculum for my multi-level kids. Oh how I miss those days when things were so uncomplicated. This year the boy and the baby will both be using A Beka. The baby is studying the old world, while the boy is studying America! The big girl is also studying American history, but she's using BJU. I already have several books for everybody that correspond to the different time periods they'll be studying. They are not liking me very much right now, but they'll get over it.</li>
<li>Math- The big girl will be studying Geometry this year. While I understand that the general consensus is algebra, geometry, algebra II, we did something different. She did algebra, algebra II, and now geometry. Makes much better sense. The boy is going to pre-algebra it this year. He's so lucky. Both the geometry and pre-algebra are A Beka. The baby is getting booted up to 6th grade math. She's using BJU. She is one excited chicky about getting to skip a year of math.</li>
<li>Language Arts- This is where is gets just a bit tricky. The boy and the big girl are both using A Beka's Grammar and Composition, but their literature will be different. The big girl is studying American lit this year using BJU, and the boy is using A Beka's <em>Of Places</em>. The baby is using Rod and Staff for grammar. She's using a Progeny Press study guide for <em>The Secret Garden</em> and a Total Language Plus study guide for <em>The Courage of Sarah Noble</em>. If she finishes both of those and we have time left, I have either <em>The Whipping Boy</em> or <em>Mr. Popper's Penguins</em>. </li>
<li>Electives- PE and fine arts credits are dance. As much as we dance and as much as the kids perform with company, I can separate the 2 and call it good! We also have been bowling and dancing this summer so that also counts for PE credit. The kids want to learn German, and I found a program I think they'll like. We'll see if it actually gets fit into the schedule. The big girl may not have a choice.</li>
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There is a bunch of A Beka and BJU in there. I was given most of the A Beka, and I bought almost the entire BJU 10th grade for $50 last year. Thank you very much, I'll take that every day! There were a couple of things I didn't have, the chemistry and some work books, that I got super cheap at a used curriculum sale. I love a good used curriculum sale! The readers for the kids for summer reading and the year coming up have been purchased at thrift stores. Thrift stores are your friend. The most I have paid at one was $7, but you should have seen the stack of books I walked out with! I even found a student workbook for the grammar the kids will be using next year. I paid .54 for that bad boy! It retails new for almost $20, and used was as expensive as $10. I save most of what 1 kid uses for the next one down the line. It's actually kind of sad when I sell something. That means that we're all done with it. I could cry because that means the baby is not so much of a baby anymore. <br />
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That's our year coming up at a glance. My friend K is going to try to pre-plan her kids' entire year. She gets super busy with work at the most inopportune times. I'm not doing that (but I would if I could). I am, however, going to plan a month at a time. We get that busy and I need to get it done and not slap something on paper the night before we start. We'll see how it goes. <br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-65583831983434373292014-06-20T22:42:00.000-04:002014-06-20T22:42:05.584-04:00Back to TopicI like small groups. I'm not big on speaking in front of large groups, and I'm not big on speaking into a microphone. Small groups, however, I can do those. Sometimes it's like herding cats. I have actually said, "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty" to get the attention back on point. All of that is my segue into talking about en pointe! See what I did there? Did you see? <br />
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The big girl got fitted for her first pair of pointe shoes today. Yes, I have waxed poetic all over the social site, so now you get to hear me gush again! This journey started when the big girl was 4. She had just started kindergarten and wanted to be a ballerina. So we put her in dance. The best part of this story is that she didn't take ballet until 2 years ago. She's so beautiful when she dances ballet.<br />
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We were lucky enough to go with my friend N and the big girl's friend B. We were also blessed to have our ballet mistress and studio owner accompany us as well. It was so nice to have their eyes and N's eyes as well as the sweet girl that was fitting the girls for shoes. <br />
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The big girl debated about taking a pair of tights. She didn't. So they gave her these stylish socks to use while she tried on shoes. Tres chic, non? <br />
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Once the big girl had tried on several pair, she narrowed it down to 2. To simulate the ribbon and elastic, they used wrist braces. These shoes were the 1st runner ups. These are Russians and they are a beautiful shoe. Oh my catfish, they were hard to say no to.<br />
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But these were the ultimate winner! They are gorgeous and I hope the big girl is happy with her choice. If the crazy smile that still hasn't left her face is anything to go by, she is at peace with her choice.<br />
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The Nina was built to scale of the original. It was also built with tools that would have been used back in those times. The builder wanted it to be as authentic as possible. It is small! The crewmen were relatively small compared to men of today, so they didn't need as much space. They were between the ages of 14-19. They worked in 2 crews of 12 each. Each crew worked 4 hours on then 4 hours off and repeat. The equipment used on the ship is as close to the original with some up to date electronics to help the voyage go a little smoother. The ship carried enough food for 10 months for a trip that was estimated to take 3 months. Round trip was 8 months. Good thing they were prepared. <br />
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The only people that had quarters below deck were Columbus and the first mate. Every one else slept where ever they could find space, which was somewhere top side. Below decks was reserved for animals and supplies. In the cargo hold they had a small farm with animals like sheep, goats, chickens, and pigs. To get the horses on board they used a combination of ropes, pulleys, and the windlass. The only means of ventilation down there were the cargo doors. Can you imagine the smell? It was definitely not Noah's ark!<br />
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There were only 2 cannons on the ship. They didn't really need more than that. They were used for defense, but they were also used for sounding, so the boats would know where the other 2 were. They still use them for that purpose today, but they don't use cannonballs. I was a little disappointed by that, but since I'm not volunteering on the boat, I guess I can't gripe too much. Well, I could, but I'm not going to. About this anyway. <br />
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And just for a fun fact, Columbus kept 2 sets of log books. He sensed a bit of treachery by the king and queen. His book was incredibly accurate, but what he turned in to the royals was a bit less so. That way they couldn't duplicate his journey without him. Sneaky dude...<br />
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This is both boats as we approached them. They are quite impressive when you see them. The Pinta is bigger, but wasn't built to the exact scale that the Nina was built. <br />
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This is from the end of the dock. The Pinta is in front, the Nina is in the back. Still so cool.<br />
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This is the back of the Pinta from the deck of the Nina. We couldn't get all the way in the front, but we got as close as we could.<br />
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You have to love a shot of the cannon. Oh, to have a cannonball in my pocket at this exact time with a little gunpowder. Just a little boom. At least people would know where I was...<br />
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The ships are sailed by volunteers. They sail all around the world and show off these spectacular boats. They work very hard to make sure the ships stay in great shape and that the history of these grand ladies is known. If you get the chance, go see these great ships. You will not be disappointed. And if you're lucky, you can go to the beach when you're done. We did. And it was wonderful!<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-91607210281118327942014-06-15T21:15:00.001-04:002014-06-15T21:15:27.143-04:00A Nip Here, a Tuck ThereI am way behind on blogging. We just got done with recital, which is another post, and I have a little down time. But this blog is about science co-op. Ready?<br />
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One of my favorite things to teach is biology. I was so excited for one of my kids to get old enough for biology and the big girl got there first. My favorite part of biology besides the edible projects? Dissecting. This year we dissected a grasshopper, a perch, a frog, and a starfish. I won't show you any pics of the perch. Even I think they were yucky. And some of the pics of the frog may not be suitable for all audiences.<br />
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This poor guy never had a chance. We had 2 specimens and the kids were broken into 2 groups. I mixed and matched them for each lab so no 2 groups were the same. Their grade depended on each other and every one had to handle a different part of the lab. For the most part, that worked very well.<br />
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And then the teacher tells the left handed kid it was her turn to handle the right handed scissors. Because I'm smart that way. But she did it anyway.<br />
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Yeah, the pics just get a little grosser from here, so it's time to move on to the next <strike>victim</strike> specimen.<br />
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This one proved to be a little harder for the group. Just trying to get through the exoskeleton proved to be a chore. But they did it.<br />
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Part of the lab was to draw the legs and various outer features. There are some super talented kids in my class. <br />
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I liked the starfish. It was a little harder to distinguish some of the outer features, but the rest of the lab was way cool.<br />
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I had the best time teaching biology to this group of kids. We had the best discussions, and some not so good conversations. We covered a ton of material and they hung in there when it got a little boring. And, really, who doesn't like a class where you get to cut up dead things?<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-50359403389901025012014-05-25T12:33:00.000-04:002014-05-25T19:36:19.567-04:00Biology, One Bite at a TimeScience co-op is over. I had a great time! I hope the kiddos had a great time and learned lots of stuff. I have to say that we started out a little rough. We started with plants. Honestly, I was as bored as the kids, but we got through it! Once we got to animals and human, things picked up. <br />
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I am not a research project kind of gal. That is not my style. I do, however, like to eat. The kids had a few projects to do, but they were all of the edible variety. We made edible replicas of plant cells, nests, and, as a final project, the kids could pick any of the pictures of the chapters we had covered and make an edible representation. They all did an amazing job! Here's some pics:<br />
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These were the plant cells. I was a very bad teacher and only got this one pic! The good thing is that I got 2 projects in 1 shot. There's the cookie at the bottom of the pic. It's chocolate cookie and candy representing the various parts. At the top of the pic is R's representation using chicken enchiladas! His mom, K, knew that there would be LOTS of sweets (and there was), so she encouraged something else. Yea for K! It was so super yummy!!<br />
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These are the birds' nests. I really liked this project. We used pretzel sticks for sticks, crushed shredded wheat for grass, m&m's for stones, string cheese for string, and chips for paper and fabric, and almond butter for mud. Again, a fun project that will hopefully help them remember about nests and their purpose. And the fact that a bite of pretzel, cheese, and m&m is super good together.<br />
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And our final projects. You want to talk about a bunch of sweets! And some amazing projects!<br />
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This is the integumentary system. Skin to you and me. Chocolate cake...mmmm...<br />
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I tried to turn this, but apparently, it didn't work. This is Rice Krispie treats posing as a skull and the various lobes. Great job!!<br />
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This would be DNA. Also known as marshmallows, licorice, and toothpicks. Love it!<br />
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Blood vessels! Celery as the vein, peanut butter as plasma, red candies as red blood cells, yellow candies as white blood cells, and banana chips as platelets. I could have eaten them all!!<br />
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I'm very proud of the kids. There was much, much conversation, lots of tangents to talk about, and learning, learning, learning! I'm going to miss the class even though I see the kids all the time.<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000172575334393230.post-50708353691706969652014-05-06T22:09:00.000-04:002014-05-06T22:09:24.523-04:00Stretching...We are in our last official week of school. Glory, glory, hallelujah! The end is almost here. Come April, I have had all the fun I care to have. There is still a couple of weeks of science co-op, and as long as we have that, the kids are going to finish their math. The big girl dragged her feet with her Algebra II, so she has some summer school to do. Here's what's been going on in a random style blog. <br />
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<li>Science co-op is winding down. It has been a blast teaching biology. I had a great time and I hope the kids learned tons. Biology is one of my favorite subjects. Next year is chemistry for the big girl and the boy. My chemistry background is horrible so I'm glad there's a different teacher for that class. The baby will be with the youngers. They are going to do earth science next year. I'm actually looking forward to that. It helps I only have to teach once every 5-6 weeks. I have no idea what I'll do with the free time. Oh, you know that's not true. There will hopefully be much, much reading going on.</li>
<li>There was a used curriculum sale in our little town. I was hoping to find some of what I need for next year, but no such luck. There is a huge sale in a neighboring town. They consistently have over 200 people selling their books. I don't need much, but if I can find it for super cheap, all the better. I already know of 3 things I have to buy new, but those are inexpensive. Hubby is taking the day off to chauffer me and a couple of friends to the sale. </li>
<li>We are about a month away from recital. All of the dances are coming along and several are done. I'm excited to see the costumes. It's one of my favorite times of the year. The company number is almost complete. It is going to be so much fun. The big girl has been helping in a half/half class. The girls are 5-6 years old and the class is a half hour of tap and a half hour of ballet. They go on right after the company number this year. They are too cute!</li>
<li>Summer camp and summer dance start shortly after recital. The big girl will start pointe this summer. She is so excited. The big girl and the boy also get their week at camp. I wish I could have gone to camp as a kid. The baby is champing at the bit to go. One more summer and she's in. </li>
<li>Summer reading is always in our summer plans. We missed the last 2 summers because of traveling, but the kids like the programs that are being set up. We usually sign up at a couple of different libraries and pick and choose the activities. </li>
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Just a few more days and we are free. Mostly. I just want to go to Disney!<br />
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Have a great day.Cristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18345078741180897123noreply@blogger.com0