Oh man, I love this song. I've been a tad obsessed with it this week.
Reagan has been navigating awkward social situations at school lately. She's a smarty, like VERY intelligent. And the entire class knows it. Sometimes she feels singled out for it. And it makes her uncomfortable. I have been telling her to just be her. She can't be anyone else, just do you babe. It will all pay off later...
Thunder, by Imagine Dragons, is perfect. We were singing and dancing to it on the way home from gymnastics. I hope the lyrics will sink in and permeate. (Lyrics and song below)
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My kids love music. It surrounds us. The kids play DJ in the car by choosing songs. We have dance parties at night.
I read somewhere when a person is happy, the beat and melody take center stage and when a person is sad, the lyrics stand out. That was interesting to me. It is probably generally true... Let's be real, some catchy, popular songs have the most idiotic lyrics. Lyrics have always been important to me, perhaps it's the writer in me.
A while ago it dawned on me that my kids pay close attention to lyrics too. We have lengthy conversations about some songs and their meanings.
So I have decided to share some of my favorite music lyrics and the lessons we can take away from them.
I saw this circulating Facebook. I thought it deserved more from me than just a copy and paste. So, I am putting it here for the world to read, for my daughter to see.
1. Don't knock it 'til you try it.
2. Send Thank You cards for every act of hospitality. (I myself am still working on this habit.)
3. Travel light through life. Keep only what you need.
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My daughter loves being in the kitchen. This interest started when we first began homeschooling... I used cooking as a means to make science and math more interesting. Since then, she has assisted me with dinners and lunches countless times.
But now, her absolute favorite recipe book is Cook by Colours. As it says on the cover, it's targeted toward a younger demographic* (Reagan is 9). But the food is delicious, and that is good enough reason to continue using this book.
I've been toying with this post for a while. Mostly in my head. Not sure how to write it. Not sure what to share.
The beginning of school is creeping up. As I have told you, we are sending the monsters back to school after having spent some time doing the whole homeschool thing. If you spoke to me personally after wepulled Reagan out last October, you probably got an earful about how horrible our experience was at the last school. You probably heard me cry, you listened to me say bad things about the teachers and administration, you encouraged me and told me I was doing the right thing. And for that, I thank you.
I'm so happy to tell you that both kids will be going back to a brick-and-mortar school in a few weeks.
As you know, we pulled Reagan out last October. And we pulled Riley out when we moved in April. Reagan and I had many conversations about school. She decided that she would rather be in school. She is ready to give it a go.
Words fail me here. I am beyond proud of her for her decision.
I am so grateful to my husband for pulling her out in October. I know removing her from her surroundings last year was the right move. The Reagan she is today is confident and more self-assured. The Reagan we withdrew from school was struggling and breaking from peer pressure.
She needed an environment where she felt safe to be herself. And homeschool/virtual school gave her exactly that.
So, it is with extreme pride (and quiet, internalized fear) that I get ready to send her back out into the world.
I need to brag on my super cute daughter...
She is OBSESSED with filming her life. She has her own YouTube channel.
She used her iPod to film most of our recent family vacation. Here is her take on our morning trip to Desert View Watchtower.
I ordered this awesome book, Farm Anatomy from Barnes and Noble. I also snagged a copy of its sister book Nature Anatomy. A few other homeschooling moms (that I follow obsessively for ideas on Instagram) use the nature one all the time. I'm glad I grabbed the Farm one too though... it has some excellent information about plants in it.
And that brings me to the point of this post.
We got home late the other night. Church nights do that to us. Reagan rode home with Stu, and Riley was with me. All seemed well. Stu was in our room when I got home. Reagan was chatty and getting her jammies on. I sent Riley to do the same.
I walked into the master and was immediately greeted by a freaked out husband.
Stu looked like he'd seen a ghost.
He said "I NEED TO TALK TO YOU. We had the most insane ride home... Oh the crazy 15 year old hormones."
And then laughed more.
He said "Seriously. I will be right here waiting. Go, put Riley to bed. I need to talk to you,"
Fast forward... everyone's in bed.
Rea is 9 and Buddy is 7. Everyday is an adventure with these two! I love them so much.