Oh I suppose that there is a textbook somewhere that would teach us about badgers. Or I suppose that we could do a google search and gather ...

The bathroom sparkles and sighs with relief. Bekah excitedly asks, "What can I scrub next?" The other rooms shout, "Me too! M...

While Dad, Mom, and Kati watched an Agatha Christie mystery on TV... ...Bekah and Pinky watched an episode of Little House on the Prairie .

A new week. New plans. All weekend I have been looking ahead to today—the day that I will begin Spring Cleaning. Never in my life have I don...

First of all, if this is the equivalent of looking at someone's endless slide show of their vacation pictures, feel free to exit and my ...

Valentine’s Day: expressions of love normal Sunday afternoon (first in weeks due to snow and sickness) more Valentine exchanges Great Bac...

Years ago, I read a biography about John and Betty Stam, young American missionaries to China who were martyred for their faith. Their...

The calendar says it's February. This SNOW says it's February... and so does this ice! This icy gift from Dad says it too. It s...

The winter is going slowly, snow ly by. Here in the mid-Atlantic, we don't usually see much snow. But this winter, we have been walloped...

One of the (many) benefits of home education: You can have school on a Snow Day... ...but take a sunny day off for a trip to the park!

This precious little girl is now one year old. Nora, can it be more than a year ago that Papa and I were waiting oh-so-anxiously fo...

When most people get one of their checkers across the checkerboard to the very back row, they triumphantly call, “King me!” Not these girls....

Several years ago, I stumbled across an idea that breathed new life into our homeschool. “Morning Time” has become an anticipated and much-...

There is so much to love about winter. I love its slow(er) pace, its home centered-ness, and its absolute lack of sultry weather. Some folks...

Kati (perusing a cookbook): This looks good..."Fig and Honey Cream Gallette." Bekah: I hate figs! Me: How do you know, Bekah? Be...