Soccer Season

Soccer season is in full swing! It’s different, this year, like everything else. The boys are happy to be back on the fields, though. The new staggered schedules mean no Saturday soccer. Whaaaaat?!  It’s my wildest dream come true. They okay two nights a week, which means twice a week they aren’t in bed until almost 10pm, but virtual and home school mean this is not a big deal. No morning busses to catch! 

The boys both had great hustle on Monday night when I got to go watch them play. It was the best. Corbin’s team took a tough loss, but Corbin has a couple of nice assists and is getting that cross pass down to a technical perfection. Soren scored a nice goal and played strong defense. I love watching my boys do what they love!  

1000

(Art credit above: Compton Gardens trail, Bentonville,  Ar) 

ONE. THOUSAND. DAYS.

One thousand days ago, I made a few of these cute signs and sold them to my friend’s shop in downtown Eureka Springs. Last minute. I had kept one for myself.  Little did I know that I would soon be receiving a phone call that would take us on quite a ride! 

A 2 year old boy! Just 8 months younger than Sloane. 

And the next day, a call to pick up his twin sister. 

That meant I had 3 toddlers in diapers, a preschooler, an 8 year old, a tween and a teen. Buckle up, family! Off we go! 

My lap, arms, house, and heart were full of babies!

And we’ve been all in for 1000 days. 

1000 days, and we are still set up against a system that is keeping the future imprisoned by unknowns.  We feel like these hands, carefully holding hearts securely out of reach from anyone who can put more holes in them. 

1000 days is too long to not be official yet. 

It’s definitely too long to still be waiting. 

I’ll wait another thousand for them. 

I’ll fight a hundred thousand days for them. 

1000 days is too long to be a blacked out box on a social media post. 

It’s too long to be waiting on decisions to be made by someone who has and never will meet them. 

It’s too many days of uncertainty. 

1000 days is long enough to rightfully claim the aches and long suffering of a true mother’s love.  It’s long enough to cause a yearn to comfort the hearts of the waiting,  and it’s certainly long enough to prove the brokenness of the foster care system.   

 We live for tomorrow with a hope that day 1001, or day 1021, or day 1101 will be day that that someone other than us calls it enough, too. 

Home, hands and hearts totally full. 

Reminding everyone to keep holding on tight and “enjoy the ride”. 

Mixing up Homeschooling because we CAN!

Today we all just needed a change of pace. Jill, Dean, and Rachel came over and we tag team taught the kids. We did a final observation in science journals then released our last butterfly to close out the insect science unit. We practiced spelling words by forming the words in play dough, made playdough gumballs for the letter g practice. We jumped rope, write letters to cousins and pen pals, did dreambox and kill led a math lessons. Sloane worked on sight words with Jill and the floor became lava. I was able to take the twins to OT without having to load up Soren and Sloane. The kids played, we planned October-November.

Mailboxes of Primrose Ln

This is just a sampling of my cute street. 

This is only a sampling, not every house. 

For real, though every house on this tiny cul de sac has some autumn decorations and it’s just the best! 

Junk Ranch

Aaron had a few days off last week and I took advantage and ran off to the junk ranch in Prairie Grove. I checked Q out of school early and Reese did her last google meet from her phone in the car on the way. We picked up “Grammie” (Sloane has everyone calling her Grammie now) and off we went to treasure hunt!  We met Julie, Delaney, Finley, and Tia G. 

A few of my treasure funds were a nesting box for shoes on my front porch, a little maple writing desk, a crock that says Lancaster county, and a vintage pumpkin pancake mix tin. 

Eventually, this little desk will be moved to a bedroom,  but for now, it’s providing desk space for home learners. We can’t create enough little work spaces around here. Sloane also used it as an art space for awhile during conference, and I think it’s just the right spot to keep a puzzle going during the cold winter months. 


Aaron and I made a stop at True Treasures on our overnight and got that seed & supply sign, an antique sled, and the fishing creel posed with our skeleton in the yard. It’s been a great weekend for junkin! 

Spookies

There’s really no better place to be than Primrose Lane in October. 

The kids are always out playing soccer, basketball, or football (shown above), bonfires and yard work abound, all trees are turning, and my neighbors are all so fun and festive!  I’ll do another post with some pics of their cute decorations that inspired ours.  We were like the only house left without hay bales, corn stalks, or a wreath  on our mailbox. So not wanting to be the Scrooge’s, we finally added a skeleton to the yard this weekend. I love it so much! Look! It’s me, waiting for the grass to grow! 

General Conference Weekend