It’s been so long since I updated here. 

We are doing fine.  We spent some of the most frigid weeks of winter in the house, as it took too long to heat our schoolroom.  We are all moved back in now, and it’s nice.

A couple of cute stories:

When I gave Caleb his first lesson on subtraction I said something like this:  “If someone had three cookies and one was taken away, how many cookies would he have left?”  Caleb just sat there and then to my surprise he began to cry.  “I don’t like thinking about sad things like this,” he said. 

Today, I was doing a dictation with David and he didn’t know how to spell beautiful.  So I wrote it on the board like this:  “Beautiful.  Like Mommy.”  I added the last part just to be funny.  As soon as we were done, David was at the board.  He erased “Mommy” and wrote “Sarah” instead.  (His baby sister).  !

The other day Caleb got too close to a candle and started his Math paper on fire.  Thankfully it went out on it’s own and I also stomped on it. 

I read this in a children’s biography on Norman Rockwell and thought it was touching.  This was a good teacher:  “By the eighth grade Norman was drawing all the time.  Miss Julia Smith, his teacher, recognized how talented he was.  She told him to draw pictures to go with his reports:  ‘Revolutionary soldiers and covered wagons for history; birds, lions, fish, elephants for science.’  She urged him to draw a special Christmas picture on the blackboard.”