Around here

Ush.  The days pass so quickly.  It must be because I'm 40 now.  Ush again.

So, the cold and dreary has begun.  There are only a few green memories and hopes in the yarden now to cheer me: leeks, kale, parsley, lettuce and the baby garlic.  Thank God for bits of verdure!  (Can you tell that I've been reading Jane Austen?)

Somehow, pumpkin carving seems like so long ago, but we did have fun.  Rapha and Girum worked out a Mexican calavera and Carlos and Sophie stayed simple.  We had a judgment, and by a smidgen, Carlos won.

First-time pumpkin-carver, Carlos

Oh, and then, thanks to a piece of oh-so-chewy sourdough bread, we had our own little live Jack-o-Lantern!

The time between then and now has been filled with lots of...

... archery practice.  Yes, the kid made his own bow with a piece of wood and some rubber bands!  It is actually quite powerful and accurate for what it is.

And also lots of studying.  School is going quite well for us.  We are in a good rhythm and making progress.  We shall finish Term 1 of 3 next week.  I always love a new start!

Every day, at 9, we sit down and listen to our current composer (Dvorak) and then go on to read sections out of the day's books.  Quite a pile, no?  That's a hymnal (Jesus, Thou Joy of Loving Hearts), la biblia, Fifty Famous Stories, An Island Story, la enciclopedia, a world map, Our World (currently we're in the Middle East), a map of Asia, Aesop's Fables, Parables of Nature (Such a great book!), Fray Perico y su borrico, Mary Poppins and Oxford's collection of children's poetry.

They love to read a page ahead in their reading book, Coquito, so that when we get to that page, they know everything.  I love it!  They struggle together, WITHOUT me!

And, oh yes, let me not forget!  Music practice.  Oy, oy, OY!  Girumy LOVES to play his guitar (Gracias, Linda.), Ty is keeping the beat with chopsticks on his pillow drums and Sophie is usually the director, also wielding a chopstick, and singer.

G's first official guitar lesson was this week.  That's our beloved Michel, his teacher.  When he came home he was SO, SO happy, smiling incessantly.  

And, that pretty much (with the exception of that important trip two of my men took) brings us up to date.

Blooming right on time!

I have already started cooking for our big Colombian-United Statesian Thanksgiving Feast!  I've never made such a meal before, so I'm a bit unsure of myself.  It will be almost traditional... I mean, c'est moi after all!

TTFN!

Oy!

There have been so many things that I've wanted to write, but... either I'm annoyed with technology or I'm exhausted.  Finally though, a calm morning at home, with two of my kids playing SO, SO nicely together, and here I am.

Let's see, where do I even begin?  The students.  It's so different having guys stay with us, not better or worse, just different.  Carlos is working on teaching the kids chess.  Rafa has taken to cooking for us once a week (This week it was pepper pie and mushroom soup, or soap, as he pronounces it.) and to having a weekly cartoon-movie viewing with the kids.  And, Milion, well, Milion works a lot, just stopping up to eat between shifts.  God bless them all with a saving relationship with Him!

After weeks of back pain, crawling on the floor and crying every time I had to shift positions, I have been healed, thank God!  Life is so much more pleasant now.  And just in time...

... as it's garlic and tulip planting time.  Ugh, seriously, I can never plant enough garlic: We've used all of this year's crop already.  Overall, I have been pleased with the harvest in general this year, even though it was a transition year.  The back steps are covered in winter squash, I have strings of drying chilis and lots of dill for the winter.  Unfortunately, we've almost used up all of the tomatoes I preserved.  Yikes!  It will only get better each year.

School is going well this year... we are almost a third done already!  The twins are reading, if belaboredly.  (Yes, I may have made that word up, but it just feels right for the situation.)  Girumy is thoroughly enjoying reading The Little Duke and Understood Betsy, although Math is a struggle right now.

Back to Fall Cleaning, but first some cuteness...

Sophie-Ona and I have been waiting so long for her to fit into that sweet Nigerian dress!

Some school

I never imagined the day when these two would be able to do this activity.  They can read!!!!!!!!!!!

G's current copywork

Around here

Breakfast, chores, park, school, lunch, school, ballet or play, dinner, bed and repeat!

Ty found this little friend outside and temporarily housed him in a jar so that we could observe and draw him.  But, once it was time to do the drawing... uh... "Where is he?"  Ah!  He had escaped and was deciding on which houseplant to make his new perch.

Paper bags?  Voila!  A knight!

Oy!  Reading lessons!  Some days I think, "It will be OK.  We can do this."  And then most days, well... Can you see my frustration coming out in pencil marks?  Ah!!!!!

Breakfast, chores, park, school, lunch, school, ballet or play, dinner, bed and repeat!

More family

Mr. Wolaitta and Friends

Mr. France, making a tasty national dinner, with an assist from the Hungry Boys

And Mr. Colombia, AKA Chess-boy, teaching the next generation

We are all really enjoying our newest family members.  God bless them!

"Ooooooo, Sherry!"

Once, when life was totally out of control, I likened it to when I was taken on a surprise, uncontrolled gallop through the woods on a Paint called Joe.  I hated it and I held on for dear life.  (Once I was able to dismount, I never rode him again.)

Well, I'm going to say that now is more like choosing to ride Maverick, which I did over and over again.  I loved riding that horse, with all of his energy and unpredictable spirit... just almost out of control... fun, but exhausting.

So, I've long wanted to open a B&B in the south of France.  My plan is to call it Le coq aime (accent).  And we will actually have a rooster, whose name will be Robert... pronounced the French way, of course.  Well, I'm currently in training.  I love it, for sure, but I think I need to hire a bit of help.

Ding!  Duty calls!

Para nuestra querida Linda