This was originally posted March 6, 2010, 28 months before the accident that took Nate's life.
My eight-year-old grandson, Nate, drew this picture the other day to go with a report that he is doing on Dr. Seuss. It is obvious to me that this is talent. He has been drawing this well for years--with either hand. We are all pretty impressed. Amazing. Talented. Gifted. And guess what? He came that way--straight from God.
This post was written in 2009, and it remains one of my all-time favorites.
Everyone one of us will have that aha moment when we realize that no matter what we do or what we are willing to pay or how much we wish it, some things just ain't (yes, I have used the forbidden word) reversible. Like when you're 52, you're 52. A--HA! It doesn't matter that your mind lives in denial and you're willing to spend whatever it costs (well, excluding investing in surgical procedures and anything involving needles with puff-it-up or plump-it-out or freeze-in-place capabilities) or you've blown out a zillion wish candles--my point again. Time waits for no man--or woman.
I have been making these two products for quite a while now, and can honestly say that I love them both! The deodorant takes a little time to get used to because your body has to adjust to not having chemicals applied. Winter is a great season to make the switch. One of the things I worried about in the beginning was the possibility of the coconut oil staining my clothing. It has not. This deodorant has even seen me through an outdoor wedding in south Florida in May! It is good stuff! I recently made the little batch in a glass measuring cup in the microwave. The important thing is to mix it up several times during the cooling process and before you put it in the container.
I am including links to the hard-to-find products that I buy from Amazon:
I typically buy my coconut oil from Trader Joe's. To sign up to purchase Young Living essential oils wholesale as a distributor, click here.
This year I committed to unofficially homeschooling my granddaughter and her friend a few days a week. Mostly, we read great literature together, write a lot, learn a ton of new vocabulary words, memorize all kinds of things, and touch on history and geography. Science and math are their mothers' problems responsibilities.
Kenzie working with Bennett . . . doing what Bennett does
After homeschooling my own kiddos for 14 years, I went to work at a classical Christian school for 7; and if there is one thing I took away that has changed the way I now homeschool my granddaughter, it is a better understanding of children's capabilities. Again and again, I witnessed the unbelievable ability children have to memorize. On my first go-around, my expectations were in direct proportion to my ability--or I should say, my inability--to memorize or assimilate new knowledge. I often said during school tours, that if I had to do it again, I would expect so much more from my children. Kenzie and Anna have given me that chance, and I have likewise challenged them quite a bit. And they have cheerfully accepted that challenge. Why? Because it is not difficult for them to memorize or learn new things. Their ten-year-old brains are designed to do so.
I have a very vivid memory of being sneaky when I was very young, definitely pre-school age. My dad was not flexible at all. If he said something, he was not inclined to back down. This particular night, he decided that I would not be allowed up from the table until I finished everything on my plate. I was not in the mood for mashed potatoes that particular night, so I was stuck sitting there for a very long time. So long that everyone finally left the room, which gave me the perfect opportunity to scrape them back into the serving dish and announce that I had finished.
I can't believe that my mother did not figure that out. Maybe she didn't think I should have to eat the potatoes either.
Easter morning with the family who apparently did not own a lawnmower. We had a cool bird bath though.