I have had a lot of people ask me if our kids truly enjoy our homespun life. I will say yes, as, long as we travel and partake in electronics from time to time. Our daughter likes to test from time to time. Children need to do this to separate from the family unit and develop their sense of self. Last month, our daughter decided that she wanted to bath and body works products. I purchased the products she requested and gave her brother the difference in the price of his natural products. No arguments, no judgments. This morning she handed me her empty bottles and informed me that her bathroom had been too difficult to clean. The downside her skin is a mess. She asked if I would please make up all her lotions and potions in orange vanilla. I knew that was how it was going to go. However, if I had said you know how this going to affect your skin, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A BATTLE. I am the first to admit I love nice bits and bobs. I also know how all our skin reacts and I care about the environment.
Our son has requested to have his hair cut at the Barber. I made him an appointment for tomorrow after school.
So, I made up her lotion, shower gel, shampoo, face cleanser, and conditioner in the fancy bottles I have. We change scents a lot.
Our son was upset I wasn't working at the food bank anymore. I told him that I was tired of the dynamics. I will be dropping him off to unload the distribution trucks once a week. He feels a need to help. I dropped him off after school to help. I am happy with my choice to stop because there was so much backbiting despite redirection. It was getting in the way of my purpose for being there.
These are the lessons we want to teach our children to voice their opinions about things so they can learn to have balance in their lives and a true direction.
Our daughter is enjoying sewing. She enjoys sewing more than I do. I told her if she learns to sew well enough, she will never do dishes again as a chore. She is off to pottery class this evening. Her task is to make her dad an American-made coffee cup.
We live a slow-paced life that allows a lot of travel. The miserable road trips are lessons. We have learned that we are not camper people, 10-hour days are too long, mom needs creature comforts, and dogs should stay home. We also have learned we can homeschool anywhere, people are always interesting, there is always a tiny library, and most people are honest. Our last road trip was a nightmare. If it could go wrong, it did. Flat tires, a migraine, the camper smelled. Then, just as quickly as a teenage girl can protest you wrecked my life, and everything is smooth again. There is nothing worse than car trouble on the road, except a camper careening off the van. We were lucky no one was hurt.
I was talking to my adult daughter today. We were talking about how it is better to be there and not battle every little thing. My granddaughter's personality is very similar to mine, I can see she is going to be fun. I told my daughter to buckle up.
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