My 3 year old modeling





Here's Paxtyn wearing it.
We love our cupcakes around here!
My 3 year old modeling





Here's Paxtyn wearing it.
We love our cupcakes around here!In September of 2005, my brother's first daughter was born. My niece was a precious, tiny little thing, and Thomas and Darcy were THRILLED. I was too. For them. By the time she was born, I was pretty sure I was pregnant. Again. And wasn't very happy about it at all. This would be my fifth pregnancy, and I was under the impression my family of four children was complete. Anger, sadness, and guilt were my daily, even hourly companions. I wouldn't go to my doctor to confirm what I already knew. Because then I would have to acknowledge this was more than an inconvenience, it was a baby. I cried when I told my Mom I was pregnant. Finally I went to a doctor, and a phone call came a couple of days later. "We have never seen something like this before. Don't really know what it is. There is some kind of blood disorder. You are going to have to go to a specialist. Oh, and you are now considered high risk. We don't think this pregnancy will ever go to term."
My heart broke. This was my BABY they were talking about. I got on the Internet, contacted doctor's around the country and became an amateur expert on this disorder. And I fought. And on May 9, 2006, our precious fifth child was born. Completely healthy and normal. We named him after Heath's brother, Dad, and sister, and my mother's dear late brother. William Terry was a DOLL!
And this child has lit up our lives ever since. He lights up the night sky with his smile. He's literally the sunshine in our family. Terry is always ready for an adventure and is ready to take a bite out of life. He is a jokester (ask him to tell you his chicken-crossing-the-road jokes), a prankster, and all around lover of life. He makes sure to tell me he loves me and will always protect me, "but make sure you don't do anything embarrassing to me". He loves "suppa-ghetti", and all things pizza. He hates vegetables, but loves green beans (they can't be vegetables, because he hates those). He watches over his younger sister like a hawk, but only to make sure and let me know when she is doing wrong. He wants to build things with his tools when he grows up, but only if he can live with me.
Sometimes, I still feel the stab of guilt when I look into his large bespectacled eyes. I still hurt knowing I didn't want this child. But the Lord is faithful. And he forgives. God gave us a precious child who does not know anything except the fierce love his parents have for him. I thank God for dragging me down a path I did not want to go, and for teaching me once again a lesson in trust.

Happy 5th birthday, my Terry Bear. You are a "whole hand old", and I love you more each and every day!
Beth
I have had the pleasure of reviewing my very first unit study from The Curiosity Files published by The Old School House.
We are new to the company and to The Curiosity Files
studies. But upon receiving our copy of Platypus, we are hooked. Beginning with the quirky "Professor Ana Lyze" (she has a certain Magic School Bus air about her) to the very well put together study, my children thoroughly enjoyed learning about the platypus.
The study didn't skimp on the science of the animal. Quite the opposite. And being from a very science oriented family, I was impressed. My ten year old was so impressed with the explanation of taxonomy, he is working on a classification system for his Webkinz. This study also includes copy work, math, Bible work, geography, spelling, and arts and crafts.
My kids have really enjoyed doing the work in this study. I am asked everyday is it time yet to work on the platypus? And being able to integrate the study into other areas of work are wonderful. I have children in grades 2nd to 7th, and they have all found things to do in the study. It is a good mix for multiple grade levels. And with the links given for more research, my children are going to be able to continue to learn now that their curiosity has been roused!
The one thing that would have helped with the study would be if there was a lesson plan guide line or time line of some sort. I'm not really sure if this is a week study, month study, or quarter study. But other than that, The Curiosity Files seem to be self explanatory.
And now there are pleas to find more Curiosity Files, so we will be visiting The Old School House for more. You can look through the different files for yourself here. Or if you would like the Platypus Files for only $6.95, go to this link. And if you are still unsure, there are a few Files listed right now for $1.00 here. We are probably going to purchase a bundled set here.
**I was given a copy of this E-book for the purpose of reviewing. The opinions are mine.
Beth
This past month, on March 28th, we celebrated the birth of our third child. The second born son. He came into this world with a doctor cheerleading his presence. I'll never forget seeing this monstrous man jumping up and down exclaiming for all to hear that we were the new parents of a huge baby boy. They handed that babe to me, and he was the tiniest thing I had ever seen. Literally. And I was mesmerized.
This little boy has continued to mesmerize me. He is the one that has flown from the porch, jumped off the chest of drawers to the awaiting (bouncy) horse, and made the bunk beds into the ultimate trampoline. We have had his head sewn or glued back together twice, stapled once, and had his hand burned earning him the nickname of Sock Boy. And often I look at his sleeping form and ask God "Why? Why me?"
Not because he exasperates me, all though sometimes that happens. Not because I can't handle it, though often I wonder. But because this child is SO different from me. He is fearless (but is terrified of flying bugs), he is artistic, creative, imaginative, filled with stories. He would give you his most prized possession if it would make you smile, and doesn't understand greed. He is the most unselfish child I have known. He has a dry sense of humor, and a VERY quick wit. Loves to read, and cares about the world around him. He marches to his own drum, and never hears insults that are directed at him.
This son of mine continues to mesmerize me each and every day. And I am SO thankful God blessed me with him. Happy 10th Birthday, Daniel McKaskle! Beth