Saturday, October 4, 2014

Nourish ~ Laugh a Little

Welcome to Nourish: 31 Days of Family, Food, and Faith
This is Day 4. To see the rest of the series click here!

As I consider things that nourish, laughter lands near the top of the list. I’ve seen a fit of laughter heal wounded feelings and I’ve seen it brighten an otherwise gloomy day. Laughter will also ease a tense conversation and it has a unique ability to come back around in a quiet moment and gift you with its benefits all over again. Don’t you love to laugh? It’s good for you…nourishing even.
"I believe that if people can get more laughter in their lives, they are a lot better off," says Steve Wilson, MA, CSP, a psychologist and laugh therapist. "They might be healthier too."
There! Proof that laughing is lovely. Also, did you see that guy’s title? Laugh therapist…it is possible that I’ve missed my calling. Wouldn’t you love to take classes in school that would qualify you to be a LAUGH THERAPIST?? I can’t believe that it’s a JOB


In the name of nourishment, I’ll take a day or two or three of these 31 and do my best to serve as your very own laugh therapist! 


Here’s a little chuckle from this morning… 

Since it is October, and since we have growing children and since the cooler weather is with us on more days than it is not, today is CLOTHES switch day. Mention clothes switch day to any family with children and one or both parents will groan loudly. It’s an awful job. The greater part of a day is spent begging children who’d rather be anywhere else doing anything else to stand and try clothes on for what seems like an eternity. Then you’ve got to decide which of the departing season’s clothes will fit next year and on and on and on it goes. 

My Man is being terribly charitable and has begun the festivities by sorting through my neglected closet. I’ve changed in size approximately 7 times since I last dealt with my closet so I’ve had to try on a piece of clothing or two myself.




While trying on a favorite sweater, my Man and my Meg decided that it was too big. 

“Nuts! I really really like that sweater!” 

Molly walked into the room just as Darrin and Meg assured me that it was way too baggy.

“Don’t worry Mom,” Molly reassured me, “it’ll probably fit you next fall.”

Seeing me grin…she added, “Well, that’s what Daddy usually tells me! “  


Happy Saturday to You!!!

Friday, October 3, 2014

Nourish ~ Everyday Something Known

Welcome to Nourish: 31 Days of Family, Food, and Faith. This is Day 3. To see the beginning of the series click here!

When I was in first grade I was diagnosed with a stomach ulcer. It seems first grade stressed me out. I loved my teacher, I was in an advanced reading group and was doing just fine “on paper”. After some investigation it was discovered that my desk, that little cube of space beneath the seat, was such a mess that I was completely unable to cope. 

My Man will woefully report that messes no longer seem to have any effect on me at all, but way back then it was a problem. My Mom took me to school early one morning and helped me clean out my desk and get it all neat and tidy but the ulcer still existed and had to be dealt with. I remember doses of Maalox or Mylanta and eating bland foods and I’m sure the change in diet helped. I remember a bit of a change in reading groups, but the real fix, if I remember correctly, was a ritual that my Mom began with me. 

Each morning before school we’d sit in a cozy corner of our kitchen beneath a window that faced the back yard and we’d have a cup of hot tea. That was it. I don’t remember what we talked about, I don’t remember how long the season of hot-tea-before-school lasted, I just remember tea and sitting across from my Mom. There is just something deeply restorative and calming about a standing appointment with the known

This year in our school we’ve scheduled a daily appointment with the known



Every school day we gather at the table and spend time as a class, if you can define class as grades 1 thru 10 learning together. Sounds like a train wreck doesn’t it? I thought so too but was fairly convinced by others who’ve gone before me that this was a good thing and was doable. 

First we read a story from The Jesus Storybook Bible, then we record prayer needs in our shared prayer journal and one of the five of us prays through the list which usually has 4-5 people listed. 

Then we sing a song together. 

Out loud.

Yes we do. 

I never thought it would work. 

I thought I’d have mutiny from the big kids at this point but it has become one of the favorite parts of our morning. Cole is in charge of finding the music on YouTube or on Spotify for us to sing along to and each with our own little homemade songbooks, we let’errip. 


After the singing we move on to some memory work, right now we are working on Romans 8 and some catechism questions and someday soon, the teacher will shed her reputation of being the absolute worst memorizer ever. One day when Molly was having a particularly difficult time with a verse, she said, “Oh man!! I’m doing as bad as Mom!”


After my brain has been sufficiently taxed, we head directly to the book we’ve been working on together. Today (Friday) we shall finish with our dear Chauntecleer from The Book of the Dun Cow which we have been reading since mid-August. 

After the day’s chapter is finished we dabble with a little geography which has been wildly enhanced by the addition of a 20 inch blow up globe. It is just a beach ball with the world printed on it. Early on it got batted and bounced around a lot. But now, RULES HAVE BEEN MADE so, fear not, the earth is once again safe. Sometimes we’ll look at a picture of a piece of art and talk about the artist, but sometimes there is too much wiggling and impatience to go any further and the kids get fidgety too ;-) so we stop for the day. 

The very last thing we do for morning time seemed very corny to the kids when I first attempted it, but it too has become ritual and those who first rolled their eyes, sit patiently and wait for me to say, “May the Lord be with you,” and they say back, “and also be with you.” I heard it on a podcast this summer and I thought it nice to send them off into the rest of their day with a blessing and so I do. Once Molly said, “Mom, may the Lord bless me now so I can go do my math?” 

Once a week we skip morning time because we gather with other homeschoolers in our area for a co-op first thing in the morning. The first day we missed morning time Molly prayed the night after that we’d be able to do it the next day and that it would be a "good morning time.". And we did. And it was. And we have continued and it has added a richer dimension to our days and has given this family with children whose ages span a decade things in common.  Songs in common, stories in common, Scripture in common.

That common thread being woven by our morning ritual has been nourishment to each of us, steady, expected, regular, anticipated, known nourishment. 

You can have that too!!!…You don’t have to have your own Academy or even your own homemade song books {but they really are lots of fun} or a bouncy beach ball globe {which is lots of fun too but …you know…RULES!!}


I know that ritual is good, so do you because I would guess that there are rituals that have a role in your day. I am simply suggesting that maybe a ritual that has a deeper meaning than your morning cup of coffee or even tea could provide some welcome comfort in your world. You probably have a few moments to:
  • read a portion of a book to a child or to your spouse before going to bed
  • read a Psalm or a Proverb while you drink your coffee 
  • tell a funny joke-a-day or a funny poem over breakfast to your kids 
  • say a quick prayer for your kids and their teachers {out loud}  just inside the door before you leave your home each day
  • tell your spouse something you appreciate about him or her via text midmorning
  • have tea in a cozy corner with a nervous student and tell her why she’s special
There are thousands of ways to build nourishing rituals into the life of your family. Sure, some are going to work better than others but the ones that work all have something in common: they happen regularly so don’t quit just because it might feel goofy at the start because the more these rituals happen the more they are expected and then the more they provide comfort and nourishment and don’t we all need some of that!


May the Lord be with you!!

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Nourish ~ For the Hearts and Souls in Us All

Welcome to Nourish: 31 Days of Family, Food, and Faith. This is Day 2. To see the beginning of the series click here!

There is a book that lives in our "Morning Time" basket with which the kids (including the teenagers) and I begin our school days. It is the same book that I have used countless times to teach children's church to preschool children as well as to teach AWANA lessons to much older grade school children. This is the same book that exists in our home in multiple copies, and the very same book that my family would be very likely to give to your family if the occasion presented itself. 

In language that knows no appropriate age--it is as beautiful to the child's ear as tt an aged ear--The Jesus Storybook Bible tells the Story of the ages just like its subtitle says, "Where Every Story Whispers His Name". 


I love this book. I love the illustrations, I love the font, I love the feel of it in my hands. Mostly though, I love how kids of all ages lean forward when it is read to them. I love watching them study the pictures with their eyes while the lyrical words fill their ears. I love when my 14 year old says, "I like how it says that." I almost cartwheeled when fifth graders groaned when time ran short and a story, the Christmas story, in fact, had to be stopped before it's ending. 

Yes, it's that good. If you have children in your life, this beautiful work will nourish their souls and yours too if you are the one who gets to read it aloud to them! (There is an audio version of this story Bible and it is excellent! )

For more information please check out the Jesus Storybook Bible website here. You will find video clips and information on all of the different products available. Also available at Amazon.com .

Other books by Sally Lloyd-Jones that our family happily finds on our bookshelves: 





(a companion to The Jesus Storybook Bible)




Wednesday, October 1, 2014

A Month Full of Nourishment {and a 31 Day Challenge}




As I go about living the life I’m called to here on this earth, particularly as a wife and as a mother, the word nourish seems to best define my purpose. Nourish means to provide someone or something with food and other things that are needed to live or to be healthy. Another definition of nourish is to cause something to develop or grow stronger. I want to do just that for my family, to fill them with things that will make them develop and grow stronger and be healthy. Food, of course is the first thing we consider when thinking of filling the body toward health and I’m all for that, but what else does nourishing entail? 

I believe that nourishing involves not only feeding the body, but the soul and the mind as well with the tools that I have at the ready and with a heart that has this goal always before it. I also believe that to be an instrument of nourishment, one must also be willing to stop and be nourished oneself. 

Every October The Nesting Place hosts a 31 Day Challenge in which bloggers create and post new material every day in October. Bloggers are asked to choose a theme and then write and write and write on that topic. 

This October, as the fall gets all comfy and settled in, I’d like to explore just what it means to experience and to provide nourishment in the context of faith (to cause to grow stronger) family (to provide with things that are needed to develop) and food (to fill with things that will make them healthy).

Each day I will update this page which is linked to the button on the right and will have the list of all 31 posts in the Nourish series. The button on the right will bring you directly to this page which will be NOURISH central for following all nourish posts both now and ... in the future! 


Day 1: Introduction (You are HERE:-)
Day 2: For the Hearts and Souls in Us All
Day 3: Everyday Something Known
Day 4: Laugh a Little
Day 5: Sunday Food
Day 6: When to Receive
Day 7: Well Chosen Words
Day 8: Waffles on Wednesday
Day 9: Replenishers vs. Depleters
Day 10: Come Anyway
Day 11: Small Things Matter
Day 12: Easy Sunday Chicken
Day 13: Go Outside
Day 14: Listen Up!
Day 15: A Less Ambitious Endeavor
Day 16: Nourish by Noticing
Day 17: Don't Wait for the Empty Nest
Day 18: Grin a Little...
Day 19: Easy Sunday Soup
Day 20: On the Feeding of Others
Day 21: Words Between Mouthfuls
Day 22: Some Pages for Your Soul
Day 23: Making the Wheels Turn More Smoothly
Day 24: To Nourish Us as We Age
Day 25: To Keep the Mind Fresh
Day 26: My Go To Meal for Make Ahead, Eat In, Take Out, Stick It In the Freezer, Company's  
              Coming, Sunday Dinner
Day 27: Stepping Out of Normal
Day 28: For the First Grader in Us All
Day 29: Create Something...Anything!
Day 30: Hide It In Your Heart
Day 31: The Little Works

"To nourish someone is to feed them deeply something that’s very good for them."
~Alice Waters

Sunday, September 28, 2014

That Brother of Yours...

{A post from the archives 2012 to be precise ...one of my favorites that still makes me grin. 
Please ignore the foreboding snow in the background.}

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Dear Molly,

I think it's time to explain something to you about that brother of yours.

Oh I know you think he's so funny. I know he makes you laugh until you can't breath. 


I know he waits on you hand and foot as if he believes that you actually have royal blood running through your veins. 

Yes, you can always count on him for a good cuddle...


... and I know that you two have quite a time everyday when he puts you down for your nap. 


That he became even more of a hero to you the day he showed you how to become Spiderman is something no one could ever doubt. 





But Molly, that brother of yours, he is a joker and, you my dear are one of his prime targets, probably because you are the smallest and the least likely to do much physical harm to him and because he's confident that you won't be able to stay mad at him for very long.


A joker he is though, and you need to be aware of this because the other morning when he grabbed a Phillips Head screwdriver and told you that it was used to make belly-buttons and then you said "Wow! I didn't know that!" it was all over. He knew he had you. So when he chased you with that screwdriver while you screamed, "Don't Cole, I don't need TWO belly buttons!!" I just couldn't help but laugh...hard...and that simply wasn't very helpful to you and your poor little traumatized self.

My advice to you is to be skeptical about anything that brother of yours (and really all boys in their teenaged years) might tell you that seems odd or out of place...he's probably setting you up for some  joke or trick. 

If, however, that brother of yours tells you something nice or maybe even that he thinks you are pretty or special, you can be sure that he means it with all of his goofy laughter-craving heart.


 The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out his nose.  
~ Garrison Keillor

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Deep Breathing

"Six...minutes...until...home..." I told myself as I rounded the last corner toward my home. My morning run had been a tough one. I'd had to start talking myself into it the moment my alarm went off. Then every mile had to be gutted out and endured.

"Six...minutes...one step at a time...." as I climbed the last hill. Not all morning runs are like this. Not even most of them. Usually after the first mile is behind me I settle into a comfortable pace and relax a bit. Not today. For some reason, every step required effort.

Some days are like that in this life. Each step a difficult one. Every moment a battle of one size or other. The oatmeal gets burned and the juice is spilled then a school book is lost or a child's attitude that was sour to start the day only seems to grow sharper and more sullen as the day wears on.

When I find myself struggling with finishing a run or enduring a bad day, I've learned that it's a good idea to pay attention to how I'm breathing. As I run there is a pattern that I follow of breathing in for three strides and then breathing out for two. As the hills get steeper, I increase the number of breaths per the number of strides.

If my day begins to loose all civility it is also wise in that situation to check my breathing.  Am I "huffing" about so that everyone knows I'm all bothered? Am I clinching my jaw and moving about ready to rain down the fiery breath of one who demands better things from her day and her family? It would be far better to find a pattern of slow deep breathing as life's hills approach.

Steady calm breathing has always been the best way to begin and will always be the wisest way to continue.

And, as always, it's so much easier to write about breathing deeply and slowly than it is to live breathing deeply, slowly. I know though from my uphill efforts that to breathe well is to make the hill possible. The same holds as I live in the world where I swap my running shoes for the flip-flops of everyday and the shiny pumps on Sundays.

Breathe. Deeply, slowly.

One breath at a time.




Thursday, September 11, 2014

Molly on the Case...

"Look Mom!" Molly, the brand new six year old said, pointing to the TV, "do you know where that girl played?"

"No, I don't."

"She's from Monk! She's the one who got killed on the beach."

"Oh did she play the woman who was Monk's wife?"

"No Mooooommmmmm, Monk's wife died from a car bomb. This girl was the one who was murdered on the beach, don't you remember?"



"Good grief," says Meg when this happens, "I'm 14 and I'm still not allowed to see Sponge Bob!"

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Home is where they school ya!

They say that home is the place where your family is, and they are right, of course. Home is also the place where your very own bed is and where you know just which boards in the floor creak and groan under your feet. Home is where you know the make and models of all of the neighbors vehicles and where your flowers are planted and where there are pencil marks on a door frame charting the growth of all who dwell within. It is a place that, at times, you look forward to leaving and at other times it is the very place to which you long to return.

Home is also where our school happens and today was our first day back at it. This year The Wright Academy's students include a high school sophomore and a freshman as well as a fourth grader and a first grader. We are rested, we are ready, and we have taken our first day of school picture...


...whew! That's finished. 

Now, it is true that all of us think that the taking of the picture was completely sufficient to count as a completed day of school, but really...

 I think we should go ahead and tackle eating lunch too!
{wink, wink}

Happy September!

My favorite Back to School post: here and why in the world we choose to homeschool is here.

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