t h e m a y f i l e s is foremost a family blog, chronicling everyday life. Life including natural, healthy eating (with recipes thrown in at random), home educating (with ideas popping up sporadically), an attempt to homestead on .2 acres (with very meager yields), raising 3 of 4 children with a rare genetic disorder, and lots of highly personal family triumphs and failures. You may also find an eclectic array of musings on politics, exercise, sewing, emergency preparedness, backyard chickens, and religion. This blog isn't a campaign to glorify anyone or anything. Just simply a record.

5.19.2011

"I *%!* this!"

Lest my glasses become too rosy someday, I'd better recount a certain exclamation which arose during Spelling yesterday.

A certain child misspelled a word, I felt we had learned 50 times.  I was feeling frustrated, as was she.

Then came the under the breath mutter, "I hate this!"

This certain child was promptly sent to her room, until she could return and apologize to her mother for the hurtful, inappropriate comment.  Contrition comes quickly, for which I am always grateful.

"Hate" is not a word we use in our home.  It was a swear word to my mom, and that stuck for me.

Our memory work for the next few days:

new...

A word fitly spoken
Is like apples of gold in pictures of silver. 

Proverbs 25:11

old...

Boys flying kites, haul in their white winged birds,
You can't do that when you're flying words.
Careful with fire is good advice you know,
Careful with words is ten times doubly so.
Thoughts unexpressed may sometimes fall back dead
But God himself can't kill them once they're said.

Will Carleton


It isn't all roses, but I am still not tempted to quit.  Thankfully, Larisa was here and I promptly left for a midday yoga excursion, my Wednesday retreat.  I came home 75 minutes later revived.

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