February in the South

The weather is delightful and the garden still producing.

What could be better during cold and flu season than freshly picked Vitamin A? Sweet!

It's All Greek To Me

Stiff and stoic archaic period sculptures; graceful classical period reliefs;  St. Paul's journeys through Corinth, Ephesus, and Rhodes; mythology retold for young audiences - What a whirlwind tour of Greece we've had these past few weeks!

  We've sketched battle helmets, painted Hoplite shields, and designed theatrical masks.

Isn't Medusa terrifying????

The boys even built a Trojan Horse out of cardboard. 

Well, it actually turned into a Star Wars AT-AT, but they promised to deliver a Trojan Horse before the Art Exhibit next week. 

Did I mention the Art Exhibit? It will be held immediately after the Science Fair on Friday the 17th. Ooops! I don't think I mentioned the Science Fair either. Parents, grandparents, and friends of the family are welcome to join us for an open house as we showcase the kids' hard work. Refreshments will be provided ;)  I am so excited for this last hurrah before Lent begins. 

In the meantime, there is a battle going on in the living room. I hope the Trojans return Helen to Sparta soon, before my sofa is beaten to a pulp by the  καταπέλτης (katapeltēs).

New Year in Ancient Greece

After an extended break for the Christmas Season, we are back in the saddle with Hoplite Soldiers and Alexander the Great, touring Classical Greece. Listening to Tales of the Odyssey and The Iliad for Boys and Girls on Librivox while sketching the Parthenon was fun, but the kids got the biggest kick out of this History Channel intro to the mythological gods and goddesses. Sorry, no pics this week. Next week I promise to let you sneak a peak at the Trojan Horse and warrior shields we plan to construct out of cardboard and papier mache.

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Pro Life Generation Taking A Stand

Once again we stand for Life. It isn't DC, but the message is just as important on the local level as it is nationally. I am proud of my fabulous husband and daughters who joined dear friends at the state capital to represent those who have no voice in the matter.

Praying for the day this American holocaust ends.

Praying for all who have been scarred by the lie 

that has allowed the innocents to die.

Dropped Off The Planet?

No, we haven't. Just fading into the background to deal with a virulent bug that has been keeping me down for the past 4 weeks. And that is nothing compared to the spiritual battle going on around here lately. We have been praying for: very young people who are battling cancer, an even younger one in NICU struggling to survive, a homeschooling mom recently diagnosed with leukemia, good friends dealing with life threatening auto immune disorders, fathers who have been unemployed for too long, and the prayer requests just keep pouring in. On top of that, the devil has been rearing his ugly head in our very own home, making sure we understand the full impact of Luke 12::53- "The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against his father, the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against the mother..? " Well it really stinks. I believe our guardian angels are working overtime and this is only the beginning of what is yet to come. But life goes on. We roll up our sleeves, bend our knees, pray hard, and press on.

Paint Like An Egyptian

Walk  Paint like an Egyptian, using a few tips from this site.  Or you could mummify a cat-

sort of.....

Aren't they regal?

If a cat isn't your style, try your little brother or sister....

At least until they cry, "I want my mummy!"

After a full day of art projects you can always Eat like an Egyptian.

 For Today's Lunch.... 

Try a stew made of barley, red wheat, and brown rice; all grains typically farmed in Egypt.

Thanks, Kimberly, for providing another yummy meal for our hungry students. I know Joseph probably did not store up carrots or turkeys for sausage, but it did add a nice flavor to the grain, and we are quite fond of our Jambalaya in the deep south ;)

Whew! I'm stuffed.