The Autism Spectrum

Wondering if your child might be on the spectrum? The first thing people ask me when I tell them my son has Asperger’s Syndrome, a form of Autism, is how did I know that Xander had a problem? To be perfectly honest, I wasn’t sure he did. He seemed like a perfectly normal, albeit quirky, child. Sure, he was super hyper, but he is a boy, and so were his brothers to a degree. The tell-tale ‘signs’ were all there, but they could easily be mistaken for many other issues found in normal childhood development. Some of these include:

1. Hyper-focusing

What we thought: hyper-focusing on on Buzz Lightyear, and more recently oceanography and marine biology,  all seemed very normal. There are many kids at this age who still have not given up their security blankets, have imaginary friends or a particular show or subject that they can’t get enough of.

Why it was a problem: Xander could not let go of these subjects. It was as if he was obsessed. Loss of important items or books caused major hysteria and meltdowns. We have since learned how to use these things to our advantage. For instance, if Xander takes a toy from his brother, we can ask him what he thinks Buzz would do in that situation. Since Buzz is his hero, he wants to do good things too, so he gives the toy back to his brother. We have also learned that by providing Xander with reading materials on sharks and lighthouses and other aquatic creatures he is more apt to calmly sit in his beanbag and read. He does not forget a thing about it because it’s what he obsesses on.

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2. Developmentally behind in fine and gross motor skills.

What we thought: We thought our son was just clumsy, and perhaps lazy a time or two. There isn’t a wall in any house we’ve lived in that hasn’t been met by my dear son. At any point in time there is a collage of varying colored bruises from head to toe. My personal thought? ALL BOY.

Why it was a problem: We found out that Asperger’s children are behind on their fine and gross motor skills. Xander learned how to crawl, walk, and run late. He has major issues with sharing his food, with his apparently also very hungry, shirt because he cannot manage utensils very well. He also still appears to ‘scribble’ draw, though his imagination will tell you it is something altogether quite wonderful.

3. Speech Issues

What we thought: When Xander was 18 months old, there was a period of time that he spoke wonderfully! We understood all of it! Then it completely went away. We often joked that he realized we could understand him and didn’t like it, so he quit. We chalked up his current speech issues to being 4 because there are many children his age that I can’t understand at all.

Why it was a problem: After speaking with the child psychologist, we learned that gaining a developmental skill such as walking, talking, etc., and then suddenly losing it was a sign of Autism. I also learned a new term, echolalia, which is the act of repeating certain sounds or phrases repeatedly. Usually when someone says the word ‘Autism’ the common vision that comes to mind is a child rocking back and forth repeating the same phrase over and over again. Not all types of echolalia are like this. For Xander it was not so obvious.

Me: Do you understand me?
Xander: Understand me?

I always took this to mean yes, when in fact, he was trying to process what I’d asked him.

Me: It’s time to clean your room.
Xander: Clean my room. CLEAN my ROOM? CLEAN MY ROOOOOM??!!

I always thought he was just being a brat and throwing a tantrum, when he was actually showing us ‘stress echolalia,’ which occurs when what is said or asked is too overwhelming for the child to process. We alleviated this problem by making the request smaller such as, “Xander, would you put all of the Legos into the blue bucket?” and these requests continue until the room is cleaned. No arguments.

4. Social Anxiety

What we thought: Xander gets VERY wild when we go out into public in an unstructured environment (daycare, a gym, baseball practice, or grocery store). He starts, what we thought, showing off and getting super hyper. We thought this was a matter of him misbehaving. He was disciplined excessively, considering he did not understand.

Why it was a problem: Asperger’s kids are all about routine, routine, routine. If anything deviates from this — a quick stop at the post office, when he would normally be playing outside, later naptime due to the kids getting out of school early, etcetera — causes major overstimulation, anxiety, fear, and stress. We learned that he has to be prepared to go places, to change routines, etc. Spring break was a HUGE ordeal for Xander because he was used to his brothers being at school and on the third day they were home he was a mess.

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Some other things that are characteristic of Xander’s Asperger’s are noises he makes when he’s stressed out (I call it the sprinkler noise, because that’s what it sounds like to me). When he gets super wound up his body seems to pulse with energy. He also sees the world in black and white only — it’s either right or wrong, there are no gray areas. In other words, he’ll call it like he sees it, whether it’s hurtful, mean, inappropriate, etc. He isn’t aware of society’s social rules. We will have to teach him by memorization.

I encourage any of you that have questions about whether or not your child has Autism to contact your pediatrician and have your child tested. Remember, we all have a choice about what we accept for our children. We are their number one advocates and the only ones who have the ability to step forward and say “no” on their behalf.

“By wisdom a house is built and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.”
Proverbs 24:3- 4

Angela DeRossett is military wife, homeschooling mother, and an advocate for autism research. She also serves as the Heart of the Matter Review Coordinator. Angela can be found blogging at Homeschooling the Chaotic Family and Memoirs of a Chaotic Mommy.

Learning to say “No”

Growing up as an only child, the pressure was always on me to answer “yes” to everything. After all, there was no one else to split the responsibilities or chores with. It was all me – all of the time. After years of saying “yes”, I’m now finding it hard to say “no”.

Women by nature are great multi-tasker’s. I think God made us this way for a reason. That’s smart design! We can fold laundry, talk on the phone, & nurse a baby all at the same time. I’m sure you know what I mean. Our to-do lists are a mile long and we’re always adding more to it quicker than we cross stuff off.jugglingmom

Do you stay stressed out even over the “small stuff”? This probably means that you have too much on your plate. Assess everything that you’re doing at home and away from home. That’s right. Just for a moment, take the time, write it down. Everything.

Then assess what’s necessary for you to complete and what you can delegate. Surely your children can help clean the house. They can also pick up after themselves. Teach them to be proactive. Delegate as much as you can. After all, you do so much more behind-the-scenes work. Once you’ve delegated all that you can, mark those things off your list.

Next we should evaluate those things that we want to keep in our life versus those things that really aren’t fulfilling us. You can determine if something is no longer fulfilling you by asking a few simple questions.

  1. Do I get joy from this task?
  2. Is this task helping me?
  3. Is this task helping others?
  4. Am I being a blessing by completing this task?
  5. Does this task cause me or my family grief?
  6. Is it more of a chore than something that you like to do?
  7. Did I just agree to do this to make someone else happy?

Basically you should get your priorities in check. You priorities can change all the time. What was important to you 6 months ago might not be so important to you now.

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You should also reevaluate your tasks if you, like me, have problems saying “No”. Practice this, not just at home. “No I cannot do that right now.” “No thank you. It’s a great opportunity, but it’s not the right time.” It’s better to turn down opportunities than become overwhelmed with all of your duties. After all, how effective can you be at your tasks if you’re only able to give 10% to each of them? I don’t know about you but I want to give my best in everything I do.

Nikowa has been homeschooling her two boys since 2007. With her “learning never ends” philosophy, they have an eclectic year-round approach to learning. When she’s not teaching, she enjoys photography, organizing, cooking, and reading. She is a #1 LOST fan and watches UGA football too! (Go Dawgs!) You can visit Nikowa at Knowledge House Academy.

The Lessons I Am Still Learning

Ever had one of those weeks that everything goes wrong? Um, of course you have. I started out this week intending to write a happy column about joy, the next Fruit of the Spirit in the list. I tried, really I did. I tried to tell you about how my son Xander has started reading. I was going to add that I beamed with pride.

And I did! Honestly, I did!

My joy was lost this week. I had homework like you would not believe—fifteen quizzes, four exams, one paper, and eight pages of Greek homework. Yes, this was my homework. I found myself getting progressively angrier at the homework that was still left to do, the daily lessons for my children, and the piling housework.

My joy had fizzled.

I prayed that I would regain my joy and be able to articulate a beautiful, perfect picture of joy for all of you. I prayed that I would find joy in my children, in my husband, or in decorating my front yard for the fall.

Do you know what happened next?

  • We canceled a trip home to see our parents.
  • Groceries went UP again.
  • All three of my boys needed new shoes—again.
  • The car needed very expensive repairs.
  • I had to steam clean my house for the second time in a month.
  • My bank decided to hold a check that they always cash immediately leaving us frazzled on what bills we had paid with the assumption it would be there.

The final straw, you ask? I bombed an exam. I had finally reached my threshold and the floodgates opened. I am typically not a crier, and boy, did I cry!

The last couple of days have been relatively calmer—er, more manageable. I sat down to write my article about joy. No big surprise, the inspiration was still not there. I knew it was time for a ‘Plan B’. I carefully looked at the list and landed on longsuffering.

I looked it up in my Bible dictionary and had to smile when I read this:

Verb. …to be patient, longsuffering, to bear with,…to be long-tempered.

Patience never has been a virtue of mine.

As I thought further about this subject I knew it was the topic for this month. After all, how many of us pray in desperation and expect an answer immediately? How many times in life must we weather through trials only to find out they weren’t so bad in the long run?

There was only one issue left. How do I tie this into teaching all of you something about Autism? I must admit that once the answer came to me I felt foolish.

You see, my son Xander has been learning the basics of patience. We have made it a point to make him wait at least five minutes when he asks for something now. If his frivolous needs (in our minds) are not met with the same exuberance to comply in which the issue was presented by him then a full meltdown ensues. All of his basic needs are met daily. He does not miss a meal, he has a roof over his head, running water, electricity, a place to sleep, and clothing to wear. In order to properly teach him that anything outside those areas are not as important he sometimes must wait.

Ironic, isn’t it? You see, my Father knew what was best for me this week too. He could see the bigger picture as my basic needs were provided for and all of the things outside of those areas were not as important. He knew the bigger lessons would be in making me wait for the answers. He knew I was going to get frustrated, kick and scream, feel sorry for myself, feel overwhelmed—and impatient. He also knew it would be okay in the end.

By the way, the lessons in patience were very, very difficult in the beginning for Xander. We saw many meltdowns before he finally learned that it was okay to wait sometimes. While his patience still has much to be desired we still have time to work on it.

I need the practice anyway.

Angela DeRossett is military wife, homeschooling mother, and an advocate for autism research. She also serves as the Heart of the Matter Review Coordinator. Angela can be found blogging at Homeschooling the Chaotic Family and Memoirs of a Chaotic Mommy.

How God Carves a Pumpkin

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
–George Eliot

With cooler breezes, autumn hues, and shorter days……FALL has arrived… and with it comes PUMPKINS! One of our favorite FALL activities has been carving a pumpkin with a lovely and HAPPY face~

A friend of mine shared this with us years ago….We’ve adapted it for our family, but it’s proven to be a FABULOUS BIBLE STUDY, even for the tiniest of carvers. It’s a great way to share some wonderful passages while engaging in a FUN,and GOOEY Family activity! Why not pop some popcorn, throw in some candy corn and make a night of it watching the fall sky? Older kids? Let them have a carving “contest” of sorts, letting them see who can carve the happiest pumpkin and recall the most verses! Lighting these “guys” for all the world to see is always the BEST part of the night! Nothing spooky about Spreading the Good News!

~HOW GOD CARVES A PUMPKIN~

Create a pumpkin. Make it big, little, short, tall fat or skinny. No matter which, it will be a WONDERFUL pumpkin.

“Has not my hand made all these things, and so they came into being?” Isaiah 66:2

Harvest the pumpkin when it’s fully ready.

“Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

Hold the pumpkin gently as you cleanse the dirt outside, washing all the dirt away.

“Get up and be baptized, and wash away your sin.” Acts 22:16

Make an opening at the top, Search into the dark cavity for anything that needs to be removed.

“I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind to reward according to conduct and deeds. Jeremiah” 17:10

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Remove all the stringy pulp and slime, and clean out the entire cavity.

“Create in me a pure heart, O God.” Psalm 51:10

Give that pumpkin a big set of eyes so that he may see all the good around him.

“Blessed are the eyes that see what you see.” Luke 10:23

Carve a nice nose so that he can take in the wonderful scents of the world.

“Perfume and incense bring joy to the heart.” Proverbs 27:9

Carve a great big SMILE so that he can bring JOY to anyone who sees him.

“A cheerful look brings joy to the heart of others.” Proverbs 15:30

Make the pumpkin glow all over with a little white light inside.

“God said, “let light shine out of the darkness,” and made His light shine in our hearts.” 2Corinthians 4:6

Rejoice in the “NEW” pumpkin that has been created and given new life.

“Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, “Rejoice with me, I have found my lost sheep.” Luke 15:6

Place the pumpkin in the perfect spot so that the light will guide others.

“Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise the Father in Heaven.” Matthew 5:16

Now let it be a reminder to each of us to go out into the world and let our LIGHT shine for all the world to see! Even the “tinest” carvers can understand that!

It’s often in the details of life that our greatest messages are seen and taught. Taking time to truly ENJOY the splendor of a new season will make memories for a lifetime!

Happy Fall Ya’ll! (that IS how we say it SOUTHERN style!)

Lori is a 5th year homeschool mom to 3. Currently she homeschools an 9th grader, a 7th grader and a 5th grader. Lori hopes to impart peace and inspiration amidst the daily chaos. It’s in the daily details of life that she is continually inspired! Be sure to visit her blog at All You Have to Give and at Internet Cafe Devotions.

Reality Check

It’s just about time for the new school year to start (for those following a more traditional school year). In fact, exactly one week from today (the day you’re reading this) is our first day of tenth grade and sixth grade. High school and middle school! Yikes! Where did the time go?

When I was younger, say twenty years ago, and imagining my life in the future, I used to picture myself with some well-behaved, well-dressed grade-school aged children—one holding each hand with maybe another one or so trailing along. I pictured myself as a stay-at-home mom with a spotless mansion and a hot dinner on the table each night when my high-powered executive husband came home from work at five on the dot.

Close your eyes. Okay, finish the paragraph first. Let your mind go back ten or twenty years. Bring to mind the picture you had in your head of where you would be now. What would your house look like? What would your family look like? Would you work outside the home? Now, close your eyes just for a minute and imagine all of that.

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Did your long-ago imagined life match up to today’s reality? Mine didn’t, either. After all, I never pictured having teenagers in the house. I certainly never envisioned the “Honey, there’s a problem at the office and I can’t leave yet” phone calls. I never even thought to worry about money or to worry about what kind of education my children would be getting. I had never even heard of homeschooling twenty years ago.

So, maybe I should forget about all the daydreams, let alone all the planning. After all, if nothing’s going to turn out the way I dreamed or planned why bother?

Proverbs 29:18 says, “Where there is no revelation [vision, direction], the people cast off restraint; but happy is he who keeps the law” (NKJV, bracketed words added by me). Okay, but how does this apply to homeschoolers? The most obvious application is to have a plan—for each day, each week, each month, or each year. I’m not trying to insist that everyone plan the same way I do or to the same level that I do, but I am asserting that everyone should have some kind of a plan.

Let me just list a few important reasons to have a plan, any plan:

  • A plan is the roadmap to your final destination.
  • A plan ensures that you make—and meet—goals.
  • A plan gives you a sense of accomplishment as you work through it.
  • A plan helps your children to be in the same car, on the same trip, not just on the same map.
  • A plan makes sure that you don’t forget to teach something important, like how to write in cursive.

So, what do you do when your dreams end up being pipe dreams? What do you do when your plan gets messed up? You punch in “detour” on your GPS system. You take a look at your dreams and plans and see how realistic they were. You take another look and see if maybe God’s dreams for you are even better than what your dreams were. Pray through your plans and rewrite them if necessary. If it’s just a matter of doing two history lessons tomorrow because you needed extra time on a math lesson today, don’t sweat it. Yes, I’m preaching to myself here! Perhaps the most important thing to remember here is to let God direct our steps. “A man’s heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps” (Proverbs 16:9, NJKV). To me, that admonition can be summed up in one word: balance.

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So, go ahead and make your lessons plans for the upcoming year. I’ve actually spent quite a bit of time making lessons plans already and it’s only the middle of July as I write this. Let me just give you one more example of how life doesn’t always go the way we planned it. This was not the article I intended to write for this month’s Heart of the Matter post. I planned to write about getting ready for the new school year with practical tips and advice. As I was typing along, minding my own business, this is what happened! It must be what I needed to learn right now. I pray it will help you, too. However, I will give you some links to old posts on my blog if you would like some more practical school planning pointers.

Click here to learn what mid-range planning is and how to do it. Learn how to use your summer time to maximize your planning for the fall. Here is what to do with that nifty, unused teacher’s planner you bought last year (hard copy or software).

Planning is good! BUT, be prepared to have God reroute your GPS along the homeschooling journey.

Bethany has been married for 16 years, homeschooling for 9 years, and organizing forever. She homeschools her two girls, grade 6 and grade 10, in North Carolina. She is also a partner in Codex Publishing, publisher of The Tutor and classic book reprints. When she isn’t homeschooling or driving the family taxi, Bethany enjoys reading, music, church activities, editing, writing, history, and keeping up with friends.

Comments of the Week

Here at Heart of the Matter, we love our readers and we love your comments! One of the greatest things about WordPress is the amazing plugins we can install on the website here. Like the comment thread, which enables all of us to have conversations with each other right in the comments. You can leave your own, or reply directly to someone else. AND (if you so choose) your pretty little face and latest blog entry appears right there in your comment!!

If you are reading Heart of the Matter through RSS or email, we would be so happy if you stopped by every once in a while to say hi and give your input.

Now, read on for a handful of insightful comments from last week! And keep ‘em coming…YOU could be in the spotlight next week!!

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“Repartee: Your Yearbook Moments”

Sarah, from the blog Small World, says

The biggest yearbook moments came with our oldest. The biggest is that he began taking classes at the local community college as a dual enrollment student, beginning at age 15.

“Evaluating Your Year… Hear the Music of You”

Marsha, from the blog Homeschool Happenings and Such, says

What a clever (and true) analogy! It really is true that I set the tone for my family. And it is always interesting to see which child will be the cellist. One thing is for certain– our family is much more beautiful and interesting with the complexities of each individual. How boring it would be if we were all the same, all the time!

“Are You A “Real” Homeschool Mom?”

Ann, from the Hibbard Family blog, says

Thank you so much for this article! For a while I lived with the “I’m not as good as…” mentality, but then I got to know the “…” of my statement better. She’s great at certain things, but struggles with others. She’s normal, just like me!!! I love her so dearly now and want to be just like her – real! My goal over the past year or so has been to be real. To thank people for their complements of my children, but to also be honest about my weaknesses. If more of us could be real, I think more parents who think about homeschooling would actually have the confidence to do it! Thanks for being real and honest!

Trish, from Joyful Heart blog, says

Ha! I knew there was a reason I like you, Amy! We just finished our 14th year of homeschooling, and we never, not even one time, completed an entire textbook or read every single read-a-loud out loud. We did more than our fair share of “practical living days” ~ code for we’re-going-to-spend-the-day-cleaning or baking or whatever it was we needed to get done other than school that day. And you know what? Our kids are great. They’re intelligent, well spoken, well rounded young men who are able to converse with octogenarians, play with babies, and mix with every age in between.

“Summer school isn’t so bad”

Bev says

I am so glad someone has said it out loud. I have felt behind all year this year but its because I am comparing myself to others. We took a big chunk of time off during the winter months because my oldest was having some anxiety/behavior issues which I think are resolved for now. We will be doing some school througout the summer. I am really bad about comparing, I look at my 7 year old who struggles with reading and I am fearful someone will judge me because of it but then my oldest eats up knowledge in books and could give a speech on how to raise and train parakeets, or what the diff types of sharks there are. I know it will come together and someday I wll look back and say “why did I worry so much”. Thank you once again for voicing my thoughts.

Angela, from Homeschooling the Chaotic Family, says

We have toyed with the idea of year-round schooling but then decided we do kind of fit the mold. Instead of hard core subjects during the summer months we catch up on reading, biblical studies, projects and things that don’t seem ’schoolish’. I love the vision of lounging on an uncrowded beach in September. Wish I could join you!

Be Content

“I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances”
(Philippians 4:11).

I love the flexibility of homeschooling. This month I experienced an unavoidable spinal headache “sickness” caused from a lumbar puncture gone wrong. This unplanned event has caused our schedule for homeschooling and everything else to be hindered and changed.

For me it is decision time. Do I stress out over the changes or do I go with the flow?

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I would lie to you if I said I did not stress a bit over this situation. There is nothing I dislike more than getting off schedule, especially since I have one child who really thrives off of a consistent schedule. But with prayer and the wise advice of my husband, I came to the place of accepting my present circumstances by making the most of them.

Will we get off schedule? Sure. That is why it is good to have sick days. In the meantime we have to accept the place we are at. We have to look for Christ in these circumstances and take the time to find Him and His will. What is His purpose for these circumstances?

My children are learning the more important things of life during these “sick” days. They are seeing the body of Christ in its beauty operating the way God created it to. They see the beauty of friends bringing meals and offering help for all of our needs. They are seeing the hand of Christ tangibly extended to us through His people. They are seeing the importance of prayer and how life isn’t always just about them. They are learning how a family operates and sticks together through good and bad times. They are learning how to seek Christ in their difficult circumstances. All of these and many more lessons they are learning on our “sick” days.

So, is this time of “sick” a waste? Of course not. These children are learning the best lessons for life. There will always be time to get that school work done. But it is in these real life experiences that we truly learn to thrive and depend on Christ. I am thankful that God allows us to see that in the difficult times. He is always so good to us. Let us not let any moment go by without seeking Him and His will for us in our circumstances. Let us make the most of every moment. How about you? Have you ever run into unexpected circumstances in regards to your home school schedule? How did you handle it?

angelapAngela Parsley, of the international ministry Refresh My Soul Ministries, is a wife and homeschooling mother to her 2 young daughters. Angela is also a contributing author to a devotional book entitled, “Standing on the Promises of God” and Radical Revolution, a devotional site for teen girls through Proverbs 31 Ministries.

Starting Somewhere: Homesteading with Suzanne

homecanningConfessions of a Beginning Homesteader

Although my daddy grew a garden every year and my mama canned at the end of each summer I was a mall-goin’, car cruisin’ kind of girl. When I got married all I brought to the table was my ability to make macaroni without having to look at the directions on the side of the box.

But I have a secret. I want to go green.

Bake my own bread. Can my own produce. Make my own soap. Sew. Mend. Darn (as in socks, right?). I was so gung-ho. When my mom brought over all of her old canning equipment and even a few “vintage” how-to books I did a little dance and got giddy over how my cabinets would look full of beautiful jars, how much money I could save, and how wholesomely my family would eat. All by my own hands.

I dream big.

But I fear bigger. So I stashed those canning supplies in a cabinet set aside just for them and kept telling myself I would tackle that challenge soon. My excitement grew stale and my defeat found roots before I’d even begun.

“I can’t do this.”
“I have no idea where to start.”
“I can’t even keep one house plant alive, much less feed my family from a garden.”
“If I don’t have a garden, then there’s no point in learning how to ‘put up’ my own goods.”
“I can’t afford a deep freeze, I might as well just keep doing what I know.”
“My days are full enough without having to add more stress.”

I closed the door on that cabinet and allowed life to happen. Feed those little mouths, wipe those little bottoms, change nothing, risk nothing, fail at nothing. I can’t do it all, after all. It’s overwhelming to know exactly what to do. Studying all of the must-have’s, just-so’s, best way’s put my perfectionist heart into a stand still.

But each time the toddler opened those doors and pulled out those jars and pans and lids to play with them – I would dream again.

I decided if I wanted to really do this and make it a lifestyle that I needed to make one small change at a time. I accepted that I could not transform myself from Consumer Extra-ordinaire to Producer Supreme in just a few months.

I started smaller than small.

bread loavesBaking bread seemed so intimidating. So instead I went to my regular grocery store and found a pack of 3 loaves of bread in the freezer section. I still had to let it rise but I started the process a few steps ahead instead from scratch. I spent one-third the money I spent on the regular bread aisle. And I pulled from the oven golden mouth-watering confidence. I did it! I baked bread for the first time ever! I focused on that success instead of the lingering “but I still don’t understand those little yeast packets and all that kneading stuff.” I continued to bake that kind of bread until it was “normal” –just something else I cooked in the kitchen. That allowed me to conquer one fear before moving onto another. And each accomplishment is one more habit that becomes a part of our every day life.

I say all of this to say, this is not a how-to. I’m no expert. Please know: I don’t have the foggiest idea of what I’m doing. But I’m trudging forward. I’m willing to learn. And I really want you to join me – everything new is easier with a friend, plus, I’d sure like to share some fresh-baked bread with you!

Join me, as I keep you updated on the progress of my currently ungreen thumb and the rescuing of my cabinets from that brightly colored parade of store-bought labels. Email me at suzanne@heartofthemattermagazine.com with ideas of what you’d like to see me try next. And by all means, please keep the suggestions, links, and encouragement coming.! Just remember, living off our own land is attainable. We only have to start… somewhere.

suzanneSuzanne is wife to one and mama to four. She “eclecticly unschools with lapbooks the Charlotte Mason way.” In other words, she doesn’t have the slightest clue what she’s doing, but does it anyway. She lives in a world where there are few absolutes. The dishes don’t stay cleaned, the laundry doesn’t stay put away, and the children don’t remember what she told them yesterday. But in their chaotic lives they have found joy. Visit her at www.thejoyfulchaos.com.

Searching for Snow Globes

As a child I was enamored by snow globes. Whether cheap plastic toys with a blue background or glass orbs over intricate designs, I gazed wistfully into the magical miniature world full of wonder. When the blizzard stopped and the snow slowly fell to the bottom, I waited for every last flake to fall before I shook it again.

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On our honeymoon almost 15 years ago, my husband bought me a beautiful snow globe. An angel wearing a scarlet velvety gown sheltered baby Jesus. The wind-up music box underneath played Jesus Loves Me.

It was an extravagant gift at the time, and not like my practical, simple self to like a gilded knick-knack. Yet this token reminded me of the wonder of childhood on the threshold of married life.

It is, also, unlike me to cry if something breaks, but when the glass dashed into pieces a few years ago, I wept.

Mopping up the glittery water, I remembered when a nineteen-year-old girl committed to love, honor, and cherish a young man who promised the same. Some questioned whether it would last. Others warned against marrying so young. But a few believed love is stronger than death.

Now in the Christmas aisle of the grocery store, the snow globes enchant my little girls. A fan blows sparkles all over Cinderella and Winter Wonderland blares through a tiny speaker. All this excitement happens with just the push of button. In matronly fashion I say, When I was a child, we had to shake our snow globes. When did they put batteries in these things?

This captive Cinderella either had a blizzard swirling around her or stood in complete serenity. Sometimes I relate to that. My days are a tornado of activity, and the nights are usually calm. I am either in a frenzy of planning and wishing or quietly content.

I like the old snow globes better. The result of your efforts is plainly seen. The snow can gently fall. It isn’t all or nothing. Perhaps the perfect snow globe doesn’t exist any more than a perfect marriage, but many years ago I bet my life that magic and wonder can endure. I chose to risk love. It is rarely easy, but so worthwhile.

Renae teaches her ten-year-old son and two little girls at home. She has prepared lesson plans, enjoyed children’s literature, and delighted in discovery with her children for five years. By studying Principle Approach philosophy, she realized what she always suspected: the Bible lies at the heart of all subjects. Find her reflections at Life Nurturing Education.

My First Christmas Tree

I’ll never forget my first Christmas tree, not as a child, but as an expectant mom at the age of 26. Christmas trees did not grace our home when I was growing up. It simply wasn’t something we did. My brother and I received Christmas gifts and hung stockings on our wall shelves, since we had no fireplace, but we did not join our friends in the tradition of putting up a tree.

When I got married at 23, our first home was a one-bedroom loft apartment, and again my husband and I did not put up a tree. We purchased a condominium four years later with plenty of space for the two of us and, a few months later, found out we were expecting our first child. That’s when I decided I desired a Christmas tree for our home.

We purchased an artificial tree, ornaments, and bows at a discount from Kmart, where my husband worked at the time. Having rarely decorated for Christmas in the past, I didn’t really know what to do. So I followed the instructions of my artificial tree kit, placing the branches on each level by colored tape until I reached the top. I painstakingly tied thread on each bulb ornament to hang them on the tree, only later realizing hooks were made for this very purpose.
When I finished stringing lights, tying bows, and hanging beads around the tree, I stood back to inspect my first Christmas tree. Being three months along at the time (notice the bump),

I wanted to offer my children the memories of Christmas gathered around the tree.

Our first Christmas with our six-month-old son had him lying on the floor and gazing up at the lights. Each Christmas brought delight as we enjoyed the tree together. Through his toddler years, we kept the tree in our sun room so he couldn’t toss the ornaments like balls. Soon we had two boys lying beneath the branches and, every year, we snapped photos of them smiling by the tree.

We’ve replaced our first tree a couple times and currently have a pre-lit tree that assembles in three sections. Our two boys help me carry the boxes from the basement and hang the ornaments while listening to Christmas carols. It’s a tradition I hope they’ll pass on to their children one day.

When I look back to my first Christmas tree, I see more than a holiday decoration. I see the start of a new tradition for our family.

Lisa (aka Morning Rose) has been teaching her two elementary-aged sons for four years and incorporating study, work, service, and play into their homeschooling days. She enjoys reading, writing, and photography and blogs publicly at Pockets of Time and privately at Scooter and B.