They aren’t my sixth graders any more
Time keeps moving forward. Yesterday’s elementary kids are today’s high school graduates.
Time keeps moving forward. Yesterday’s elementary kids are today’s high school graduates.
Cleaning out junk and getting rid of it – good. Getting rid of memories and living in a barren shell – bad.
Why would a life-long night person suddenly be getting up in the morning? We may never know.
Imagine how the Bible would be different if it were played out in our day. Especially if there’d been 911 service with the tragedy of Job…
Cleaning out the news feeds yet again. Drawing. Photos. Magazines. Sprained ankles. Math. Math. Communicating. Letters.
Three steps to follow for a great weekend.
My grand plan to be productive this summer using my secret weapon – the daily to-do list.
Small updates on school, an injured thumb, and the garden.
But that doesn’t mean I listened. I did though. And she taught me more than manners.
Five things for a Friday afternoon.