Flashback Friday- More homeschooling pics. :)

 

 

 

 

I thought I'd squeeze in one more trip down memory lane, before next week hits and I'm face-to-face with the fact that I have to do college-level work now.  :)  It's not bad, but I still have a few more days where I can pretend I'm in high school, and I've been thinking a lot about how much I've enjoyed being homeschooled thus far.  It's been great!  I have lots of family time, cool field trips,  the ability to write a grammatically correct sentence*, and awesome friends.

 

That brings us to the topic of my post today.

 

 

Through the years, we've been part of a wonderful co-op.  Actually, we're still part of it, but it has changed in scope and shrunk in size as we've gotten older.  Don't worry about the shrinking part: no one died, there was no drama, it was merely that life gets busier and sometimes things have to go.  Anyway, I was looking through some old pictures I'd taken when my first digital camera was new, and I found a lot of cute ones.  I couldn't keep them all to myself.  So, like it or not, here are some pictures of my friends when they were smaller...  and very cute.  I mean, almost as cute as they are today.**

 

 

 

 

Looking at these photos makes me so happy...  I'm thankful for the people God has placed in my life, the ones He's given to me as friends, and some of the ones pictured here are especially dear to me.

 

Who are you thankful for?

 

 

 

*Sorry, public schoolers who also have that ability...  I do know that you exist.  Sometime Facebook makes me overly cynical about the human race and their grammar/spelling skills.

 

**  Nice save, think you not?***

 

***There goes the grammar again!  Thanks A Beka!  lol

Flashback Friday- Another song

I'm going to spare you from having to listen to me singing this one for multiple reasons, most of which pertain to my own embarrassment.  :)
Enjoy the transcription, if you wish. 


I'd understand if you couldn't help me,
or if you said I was too far gone
If I'd made too many mistakes and messed
it all up.  I wouldn't blame you if you told
me I was too far down in this grave I dug myself.

But you didn't.



Instead, you said I was your child.  Instead
you said I was forgiven.  Instead you said I
was a new person.  And you set me free.

Somebody told me about this baby born in
a manger.  How he grew up to be a teacher and how
he died on the cross and he rose again
'cause he's God's son and he's the
only one to save you.  When you confess to God he
forgives you 'cause he loves you.  He'll never leave
you or forsake you.

Flashback Friday- Thank You For Coming

Even as a child, I had an aptitude for songwriting.

Or not.

Flashback Friday 2- Interview With the Princess

May I have a word with you?

Before you read this interview?

Wow!  I rhymed.

That was off topic.

Moving on...

I want to take this opportunity to point out what we all already know.

My sister is an absolute sweetheart.

Why?

Well, let's put it this way: at the time of my life when this story was written, I considered Allison's only purpose in life to be keeping me entertained.  So I made things up that I thought we should do, and used every possible means of persuasion I possessed to get her to go along with my schemes.

In other words, I was obnoxiously bossy.

I still am, except that she's learned that two can play that game.

Yeah, the bossing thing doesn't always go so well for me these days.

Anyway, although I don't remember writing this, I can picture the circumstances that brought it about:  Me deciding that I wanted to play reporter, and roping Allison into being something interesting for me to interview.  I'm pretty sure I changed her name and probably fed her some answers, too.  Poor dear.  I'm glad we're still friends.

So, without further ado, I give you... 

Interview With the Princess

Sorry about the weird facial expression at the beginning...  Oh, well.  At least I didn't burst into giggles.  :) 

Flashback Friday- DIY Kid Masterpiece. :)

Flashback Friday!

http://youtu.be/tGnjuXP6Iok

No, I'm really not sure what a tree roo is, sorry.  :(  Since I wrote the story as a child, I'm pretty sure no one else does,either.  :)

P.S.  Today's post was inspired by the awesome Kid Masterpieces found on BoredShortsTV.  You can watch the real (And much, much better done) thing here.  Enjoy!  And don't be surprised if I quote them in your presence.  :)