Tuesday, September 30, 2008

As of late

Creative mornings
that lead to terrific tower cars
 Mid morning art
liquid color
fluid movements
purple too
for the sun
concentrated choices for mad libs
Story times, too.
Lots of cute baby hugs for the closest of friends.
no longer building
creek clearing
Containing the renegade barn kitty that tempted our dog into diving off the deck!
The dog is somehow fine, even though it was at least a 12 foot drop...
 A woodland walk
A secret treasure trove.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Rite of passage

For M.
 She has always wanted her ears pierced, but in the future, when she was like 8 or 9.
 This past week. She said she was ready, and asked me if I could take her.
I asked her how come she decided now? When she was so convinced a future age would be better.
She said that her brain has been telling her lately that she is ready now.
 Ok, I can't argue with a brain.
So on Saturday we headed to the piercing pagoda and got it done!
 There was no hesitation. She was so sure, and ready.
 She brought her little stuffed dog for comfort, and asked that K be there as well.
 Then they explained the procedure.
Look at K's face as they showed her the piercing GUN!
Such a boy...
 Next, they marked her little lobes.
I requested that both ears be done at once. One at a time seemed like torture.
 So they lined up, and did the deed.
No tears, but a little smile.
Look at those ears! Or in this case, That ear!
I asked her if it hurt much. I can't remember what mine felt like. She said, yes. That it was a really bad pinch. She wanted to cry, but when she saw in the mirror how pretty her ears were, the tears did not come out.
 I love how kids articulate. 
So simple, and truthful.
She picked little C Z square studs.
 She asked how much everything costs, and I told her.
 She said " So I guess they are not real diamonds!"
Right across the way, there was a Claire's store. The kids wanted to poke around. 
K found these halloween horn things.
 He called it his buck. You know, maybe because they were antler like?
 He kept saying he was going to buck himself, and he handed me a pair and asked me to go buck M. He asked if I wanted to buck myself as well.
 Anyway, I was howling with laughter as was another lady a few feet over.
The more I laughed, the more K would say something or other about a buck, because he thought he was such a comedian.
We had a lot of fun.
 Anyway, if you see M, make sure you notice her ears, she is quite proud of them.-K

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Lovely words

I have been spending some time at Dayna Martin's site. Her words are so reaffirming. They are as soothing as a cup of chamomile and honey when you are having your doubtful moments.
 Maybe you need your moment today too?

Why Unschooling Doesn't Come Naturally

By, Dayna Martin 
Originally published in Live Free, Learn Free Magazine May/June 2007

Over the years a question keeps popping into my head. If I lived on a deserted island and had no cultural influence telling me what to do, would Unschooling come completely natural to me as a parent? Why do we need to learn how to Unschool in our culture? If it is such a natural way that humans learn, why do so many people think that learning has to be forced? When I ponder these thoughts I realize that most in our culture have lost instinctual wisdom as parents. We have lost an aspect of being human that is our birthright. 

Most people today have never been given the opportunity to be authentic, pure and whole parents simply because of what we are born into. We begin our relationships in a culture that insists that an invisible barrier be placed between ourselves and our children. We have been plagued with ignorant advice and ideas generation after generation. Giving birth in our culture is more like buying a product or adopting a pet. The fact that a baby is a human is never really impressed upon us or focused on. We have been so far removed from the natural process that instead of well-wishes, we receive warnings, like the tags on electrical appliances from the moment our babies are born. Some of the popular warnings for parents today are: 

* Do not be too kind to your children because you will seem weak and they will walk all over you. * Do not give them too much or you will make them greedy and materialistic. * Do not let them sleep with you at night or you will ruin their chances of ever sleeping by themselves. * Do not hold or touch them too much or you will make them too clingy. * Make them go to school and obey or they will never learn. * Do not allow a child to choose because they will make bad choices. * 

Unfortunately, these unfounded beliefs are so engrained in who we are as a culture, they are the strongest messages that parents receive from the beginning. All of these 'instructions' take away the joy, authenticity and purity from our relationship with our children. Today's parenting advice is so distancing it is more like instructions for "Parenting-Lite" than truly parenting. We are a society controlled by the opinions and advice of others, instead of looking deep within ourselves to find answers. 

As a natural childbirth educator I am regularly asked, "If birth is so natural, why do we need a class"? My response is that birth has been taken away from women. We have disempowered women so much that we have lost the inner wisdom and confidence that it takes to birth naturally. Our culture has changed what birth truly is for women and their babies. Because of this fact, rather than passing down empowerment we pass down fear through the ages. 

I believe that the same warping has happened with our children and their ability to learn independently. The joy and ease of natural learning has been stolen from children, and so has the confidence that parents are supposed to have for them to learn. With this insight, I have come to realize that we have to undo so much to get back to the primitive, instinctual wisdom that we all have deep down. It is still there! We just have to sloth off all of our cultural armor to get to it. 

Our inner wisdom is still there. It is there underneath all the warnings and have-to's. Underneath all of the fear. Underneath all of the self-doubt. Together we can learn how to remove all of the cultural armor slowly placed upon us growing up. In order to do this, we must support one another on our journey to a more peaceful, authentic way of life. We can invite our true nature that has been crushed down, to reveal itself. First, we must be willing to allow ourselves to do something our culture is unaccustomed to, and that is to trust ourselves and our children. 

We can remove our armor and stand vulnerable before each other, we can learn to redress our spirit with a new mindset. We are not alone! We can go through this journey together and wrap one another with silk ribbons of ~Love ~ Trust ~ Kindness ~ Joy ~ and ~ Appreciation ~ for ourselves and for our children. We can relight our own flames of instinctual wisdom and begin again. 

Who Knows

By Dayna Martin 
Originally published in “Live Free, Learn Free Magazine 2006”

Who knows who I may have become. Who knows who today I might be. 
If I was left alone and respected as a child to learn about what was important only to me. 
I yearned to examine the woods, play with my dolls, create, bake, and explore the sea. 
Instead, I lost years of my life listening to what an expert thinks I may need to know 
someday, that may be important only to he. 

Who might I be today? Where might I be? 
If even one person allowed me to just be me. 

Ivy Martin, 2 years old 2007

Do you feel so good, like me?-K

Friday, September 26, 2008


Bye Grandma and Grandpa! We will see you when we get back from Turkey! Enjoy Hawaii, and kiss our new little Cousin for us!

Daisy scouts

M joined a homeschool daisy scout troop this week. 
E so wanted to be a daisy too.
 We let him join, except we call him a dandelion.
K was thrilled that they had one of those excavation kits, and he dug himself a Dino. 
Look how well he pieced it together!
As M learned the girls scout law,
E rode a bike,
As M learned the friendship squeeze,
 K amused a toddler
We had a great day with a fabulous bunch of kids and Moms.
We weren't ready to head home yet. So we headed off to a near by beach.
We hiked down this lovely path.
The kids slowly decided what they each wanted to do.
K always head to the high tide line for treasures.
M and E are all about the water.
What's the fun in life with out throwing stones now and then?
Time for the wetness...
K handed off his loot of crab claws and bottle caps and headed in as well.
 They borrowed someone's dog for some ball playing.
 I'm not sure who was happier?
 We stayed and sparkled there a while.
Feeling chilly and quite finished
up the trail we hiked.
You know you have had a great day when you have to ride home in your undies.-K

Wednesday, September 24, 2008


Well, Steph over at
Ordinary Life Magic deemed my blog worthy enough for to give me this award.
I am happy to receive and even more thrilled to pass it one to those whose blogs I enjoy for one reason or another.
 The rules are this (copied shamelessly from OLM)
1. The award may be displayed on a winner’s blog
2. Add a link to the person you received the award from.
3. Nominate seven other blogs.
4. Add their links to your blog.
5. Add a message to each person that you have passed the award on in the comments section of their blog.
So the first blog that I thoroughly enjoy is Whimsi's, "This is how we Do it".
I love her blog not only for her lovely photos, but also because she openly shares her struggles and inner questions. I sometimes don't go there, as I am an internalizer. I am able to find my convictions in answering her pleas for wisdom. Now, I do not have a lot of wisdom. Don't go assuming all smartly about me! But she somehow solidifies my beliefs through her personal unschooly strife. Weird but true. 

 The next blog that comes to mind is Bev's Homeschool Image. I don't post that often and I am totally sporadic, so she is gonna be like who are you and why?... But I love her writing and her wit. She is very funny and I just really enjoy her blog.

The next, next blog  I would like to pass this to is Miranda's  Nurtured by love. I hardly ever comment over there so she will not have a clue of me. But that will make it even more great, Don't you think? Anyway, she is SO dang serene and has a lot of wisdom in her words, and she is living so so harmoniously with her kids.

Ok number 4. Christine's, The Thinking Mother. She puts so much thought in her decisions, and if you know this woman, you would attest that she is a gift to CT homeschoolers. When I was first contemplating homeschooling, she saw my post on a local message board and game me her telly number so I could chat with her about my confusion and insaneness of a newbie. I will always remember that. She is a dedicated mother, la leche league person, and homeschool advocate.

#5 Is Madeline's Barn Raising. She has great photos, and always reminds me to K.I.S.S. Whether it be with rhythm of people or planets, or just to slow down and keep it local. It's a really peaceful place to drop in.

#6 is my real life friend Julie over at Natural Play Garden. She is a great mom, a talented hand works artist, and just really nice to be around. She has introduced us to a lot of cool crafts and is always my shoulder for kind parenting, and my activities partner in crime.

#7 is another real life friend, Kim of  The Falcon's Nest.  Although we have not connected as of late. She is another fantastic Mom, and she always honors her children's paths.

 So, thank you Steph, and thank you  ladies for your wonderful blog's which bring me wisdom, giggles, and peace throughout my days. It is a pleasure and an honor to be walking down this amazingly beautiful path with you and your children.-K

Tuesday, September 23, 2008


was interesting...
We had a great morning.
I had a bit of help 
baking cookies.
 I got a lot of help eating them!
K got interviewed by M.
K worked on letters
M read 50, yes 50, pages of a book out loud to me!
We played countless games of UNO.
 There were mud pies.
 Found a wooly bear. Some say you can predict the winter severity by how much black there is.
 Then we found this beauty!!
We are so excited. If it is this caterpillar and resulting moth, would that not be wicked cool? 
We are going to over winter it in the garage.
The local school lunch was a kids way deli bar or Domino's pizza. This was ours.
Sometimes I like to compare.
 Because I can.
The kids found a very dead raccoon in the yard. 
Probably the work of Nigel, now a two time raccoon killer.
 So we dragged it off to have it tested to see if it was rabid.
The Animal Control officer was a rude guy.
 We decided, collectively, that he sucked. A lot.
 We did our night time barn chores.
 Good night turkeys
Goodnight barn kitties
Goodnight goats,
 Goodnight nobody
Goodnight chickens and ducks..
 Spotted a ladybug in the golden rod.
Had a dance party
We now watch TV,
with a Coon killer.-K