The delicate half-truths dance

I don’t raise my children as Buddhists or Atheists. We just don’t raise them as anything “religious.”  They are free to explore religion on their own and come to their own conclusions.  As they get older, they will be more inquisitive and I will help them find the proper sources for the answers they seek.

This is a tender age for them now.  I must be very calculating in what I say and how I say it, as I don’t want to shape their opinions surrounding religious topics.

Today, during homeschool, we were reading “Little House in the Big Woods.”  The family was celebrating Christmas, and read their Bible around the fire.  My children wanted to know what “The Bible” was, and why the children weren’t allowed to talk or play on Sundays.

So began the delicate dance of giving them just-enough information.  It went something like this:

“Well, Christians read the Bible. They go to church to be with other Christians and to listen to stories from the Bible.  The Bible tells stories about God and Jesus.  Christians believe that God and Jesus can do powerful and magical things.”

My middle child asked, “Like superheroes?”

Me, trying to hide a smile, “Yes, just like superheroes.  And some people don’t believe that superheroes are real, right? Well, some people don’t believe that God is real either, but some people do.”

Then he got very serious and said, “Well mama, policemen and firefighters are the REAL superheroes.”

So much wisdom for someone so small.  


A newbie, again.

I’m getting prepared to start homeschooling my  just turned-5 year old. Right now he attends a Montessori preschool one morning a week. He hates it.  

He has been trying to convince me for months that he is ready to be homeschooled. I think I’m finally ready to let him make that choice for himself.

But I need to prepare.  I don’t know what I’m doing, all over again.  

I experienced this when I started homeschooling my now 7 year old a year ago.  All the old questions and insecurities came rushing back…

“Where do I start?”

“What’s his learning style? How will I know what works?”

“What curriculum should I use?  What if we dislike it or it doesn’t work?”

“What if we don’t get along or I can’t do this?”

…on top of that, my 5 year old is very gifted.   

The intensity of the his questions and already acquired knowledge floors me, everyday.  It is exhausting keeping up with his questions, many of which I don’t even know how to begin to answer.

A good friend reminded me that I don’t need all the answers, I simply need to teach him how to find the answers he seeks.  

So I’m holding on to that thought– I am a facilitator, and it is okay to say, “I don’t know, but let’s find out, together.”



A few weeks ago my husband spotted an old X-ray box at Goodwill. We snagged it for a couple bucks. 

It’s snowing here today and we’ve all been sick for awhile. CABIN FEVER has set in and so I busted out the light box.

Thankfully, I had planned ahead and had some materials for them to explore…though truthfully, I think I enjoyed it more than they did.

We talked about adding colors together, magnetism, shadows, the insides vs. outsides of animals, bones, flight, organs, eggs, the purpose of tails, TAKING TURNS, spines, cartilage, dinosaurs vs. lizards, infants born live (not in eggs), mammals, and so on.