…adventures in homeschooling….

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I’ve mentioned a couple of times in recent posts, that we have started homeschooling our children. I have also shared a bit of our journey over on instagram via my #thebarefoothomeschoolers hashtag.   We are three months in, and it is honestly the best decision. The children are thriving. We are all calmer. The pure desire to learn STUFF is such a delight. The flexibility

Butterfly Starts School :: paint smock

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  Even after 2 big boys grown and off to school, I still am constantly amazed at how darn quickly my tiny babes become big babes and I blink and my wee small girl is suddenly swathed in plaid, hauling a backpack almost as big as her, and wearing a grin so large it could be seen from space. Part of the adventure is I

Teachers Gifts {advent blogalong day 19}

Another year done! Where on earth has this school year gone? A quick post today, sharing a wrap-up of the gifts I made for the children’s teachers. I ended up finishing just in the nick of time – so much so that I didn’t get “real photos”!! For Bear’s teachers & class aides, he chose tea wallets, paired with some simple black & white mugs:

Dear Santa {free printable}

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  Our Friday activity in our Advent calendar was to write letters to Santa. I’d seen a few templates floating about, but of course, nothing is that simple for me, so Friday I sat down and spent some time in Photoshop to create one of my own. My biggest gripe with a lot of them was the focus on naughty vs nice, which isn’t something

On planning & staying organised :: life planner {update}

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I read an article, the other week, about how the “baby brain” phenomena is real (duh, says every mother in the world), and it can last up to TEN YEARS. That explains an awful lot, really. My memory is terrible. Random trivia I can remember no worries, but book myself a haircut and if it’s not in the diary within 5 minutes, it isn’t happening.

on persistent dreams & grown up plans

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It varies, from week to week, from pilot, to engineer, to inventor. Though I guess they all have an engineering kind of common thread running through them. He’s a child who loves to know how things work, who’ll question and think and question some more. As a toddler, he spoke early and spoke constantly – especially “why?”. “Why why why why but why mummy? ”

on breaking a habit.

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In the early days, I’d stand over her cot, watching. A bed full of pink blankets and pink onesies and pink swaddling and tiny little pink face, peaceful as she slept. Her brothers rowdy and bouncing just outside the door, and with just a finger to my lips, they would tip toe in, and creep up beside me. Propping one on each hip, I would

A Fairy Farewell to Birthday Season {blogtoberfest day 18}

Yesterday, Butterfly and 6 little friends spent the afternoon playing and chatting and enjoying themselves as only four years old girls can, for her birthday party, and the final stop on the 2014 Birthday Train.   We played Pin The Wings On The Fairy. No I wasn’t still painting this an hour before the party, why would you suggest such a thing? The wings are

Where’d my baby go? A Beetle quilt update {blogtoberfest day 16}

A few days more than one whole year ago, I stood alone in my kitchen, a stunning quilt before me, and cried, overwhelmed with thankfulness and love for a wonderful group of ladies I am blessed to call my friends. 368 days later, I laid it out in the same spot, I grabbed the now very active toddler, and wrestled with him for some photos.

fairies at the bottom of the garden.

With just a small camping lantern lighting the area, I hammered, as quietly as one can, trying to get the small piece of timber to attach to the tree. The first went on ok. The second piece, the nails kept bending. Then I walloped my finger with the hammer. Mr Dove came to see what all the commotion was about, and nursing a sore thumb