A MOTHERS WORTH...

I don't even know where to begin with this post.  Maybe I will start with the labored breathing my littlest was doing the other night after about 9 hours of 102-103 fever.  We quickly got up and checked her temp again.  106.5.  What?  Try again.  106.3.  EEK!  Get the Motrin, Advil, Tylenol, whatever you can find...these fever has gone on long enough!  Oh, and be sure to put in a distress call after midnight to your dear chiropractor and friend (sorry!).  Ok...calm down...fever reduced.  for a bit.  8 am, 103.5 kicks right in...and I'm over it.  Loading her in the car and heading to the new awesome children's hospital in Louisville.  There is usually no wait there and I have been forever impressed by their service in the past few months of multiple visits of broken bones (first Tori and now my oldest just broke his ankle two days prior!), children's dental work and mega illnesses.  Yup, I am thinking of just renting space there so I can just walk down the hall to see the doctor when I need to.  Ugh.

Okay, let me fast forward through all the processing.  I'm greeted by a friendly female doctor who quizzes me about the little tot and her temp.  She keeps her distance from me across the room with her arms folded and maintains a high level of professionalism.  When she asks me if she has been eating or drinking, I reply "She won't eat a thing...but she has been nursing like crazy".  Her eyes widen, "WOW" she says.  "How old is she?" and she fumbles through her chart.  "22 months." I answer, not sure what all the fuss is about.  Granted, she is the now the leading child of mine that has nursed the longest, but I didn't think 22 months merited a "WOW" from an emergency room doctor.  My pediatrician told me that they now encourage mothers to nurse to at least age 2 (not age 1 like they informed me for my other three children-who nursed until 18 months and pretty much weaned off themselves).  Tori has not shown a single sign of being ready to wean and  I'm kinda used to my kids telling me their needs.

Yes, I am big on attachment parenting, co-sleeping and nursing...no, I am not a hippie (although I likely would have been had I been raised in that era, LOL).   Granted, I get a few strange glances by young moms who stop nursing promptly at 1 year, but I also have a gazillion friends that nursed their tots to 3-ish years.  Anyhow, personal reasons...(no judging)...let me move on.  Dr. H moved swiftly across my room and sat down quite informally next to me.  She raved about how impressed she was and couldn't believe I was still "producing"...LOL.  Then, she felt compelled to tell me about how difficult it was for her to nurse her two children.  I've heard it before.  And up until Tori was born, I hadn't experienced any real problems nursing my other three.  I had a very rough time with Tori nursing as a newborn and had just about given up when I got sick of the pump so bad that I almost threw it out the window.  I said, if this baby doesn't nurse today...THIS IS IT!!"...and she did.  :) whew...guess she knew she better get her act together if she wanted to keep getting the real thing.

I can empathize.  I now know how difficult it can be.  Tori ended up in the NICU as a newbie because I thought she was getting what she needed and she wasn't productive.  I survived those first 3 months with no more than about 30-45 minutes of sleep increments before trying to pump and nurse again.  It was madness.  Anyhow (back to the doctor), I was surprised at first at this doctor's openness, but love the way that women can connect when we really realize we are all trying to do the same thing; raise, love and care for our kids in the best way possible. Okay, maybe not all of us...maybe not that mother that is chain-smoking in her car with all the windows rolled up and her children trapped in the cancer cloud (not judging, really!) But we really all want what is best for our kids and so often we can connect rather intimately with a stranger when we realize that.  As I talked about the other three kids, she stammered, " Four? you have four kids?  Wow, now I'm really impressed", she smiled and eyed me up and down.  I'm not sure what exactly she was saying and I was a bit uncomfortable with it so I just moved back on to my little Tori and how she possibly contacted the flu virus that she had diagnosed her with.  She started talking about the kids likely bringing it home from school and I interjected, "--but we homeschool."  She stopped mid-sentence and said not unkindly, "you are really one of those woman that I love to hate"  and smiled.

"Huh?" I replied. confused.

"Nursing champion, mother of four, homeschooling...what are you, 'Supermom'?"  she continued to smile enviously at me.

As we talked more, I realized that this woman truly did envy me and my situation. She yearned to be home with her children more, she wanted more children but couldn't have them, she also wanted to nurse those babies successfully and feel and create that bond that nursing does, but wasn't able to get to that point with it.

I found the entire experience so unreal.  Here I was...in an emergency room, sitting with a doctor that wanted to be me.  Or something like me.  Surely she must know that most of society would look at the two of us and choose her life if they could pick one for them self.  Wouldn't they?  This really got me thinking.  How much do we value a mother in our society today?  We are always praising these huge accomplishments like going to med school , getting a degree, getting a great job, having a nice house, a luxury car, designer clothes.  Okay, maybe not all of those things.  But many of us would look at her and envy her.  I am usually used to getting looks of raised eyebrows and hearing people tell me how 'brave' I am to take all my kids to the store or especially to homeschool them.  It's not too often that you hear people commending each other for how well they did officially getting the diapers off and the toilet training down (HUGE accomplishment as a mom), or how well you are teaching them manners, to care for themselves and others around them, to not annoy the snot out of every living creature around them, to wash their hands, and not pick their nose, to match their clothes, to eat their veggies, to care for the earth and environment around them.  When in all actuality the payoff to all of these things is much bigger than any degree you could have earned.  You have birthed, shaped, led and formed a caring, smart, clean and kind individual that will contribute to the world in one day. If only the world could be filled with more of these kinds of people.  We should be giving out degrees for this!  We should be paying moms for this!  Maybe we would have less crime, hate and ignorance if we did put a higher worth on what us mothers do (and while we are at it, why don't we pay them that doctor sized paycheck as well!)

I sat that day and reflected on my happiness with who I am today and all that I do.  I realized that I am a happier person since I have chosen to homeschool.  I feel more "connected" with my children.  I understand their needs so much more.  I still have my own life, and even my own business (2 of them) that I juggle on the side.  But first and foremost, I am a mother.  And for all the crazy looks and comments I get, it was interesting to hear a doctor tell me that she wanted to have that.  That she envied my lifestyle.

It made me feel validated in my decision to drop my plans of Veterinary medicine.  My first born changed every decision I had previously made about my future.  Everything was put on hold.  I am far from perfect; actually--I was that person chain smoking before I got pregnant with him.  But I quit the day I found out and never looked back.  It was one of the hardest things I ever did.  But I did it to start a lifetime of making the right choices for my family and my children.  (note to those moms still chain smoking with the kids---you CAN quit!  Do it for them!!) I am a totally different person because of them.  Yes, I make many sacrifices for their happiness.  Yes, sometimes I feel bitter that I do because I feel "robbed"...but only for a few tiny seconds.  Then I watch them look at me and smile and I see the future in their eyes.  I forget about anything I gave up for them, because I didn't really give anything up.  I GAINED so much more.  Unfortunately, it took a doctor to make me truly realize that.  ;-)

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Race to Nowhere

So I have been hearing a lot about this Documentary , "Race to Nowhere" regarding the pressures parents and schools are applying to our children.  I finally managed to get into a screening of it last night and felt really empowered as a homeschooler and even opened my eyes as a parent, but even more so...it made me want to advocate for all the other children out there.  The message is so simple, it makes me wonder why these thoughts and ideas haven't been presented before.  Some of it seems radical to parents, while others are totally behind it.  The basis for this film is that we are putting way too much pressure on kids to be everything---not only that, but to be the BEST at everything.  It's unrealistic and sets them up for failure.  Why not focus on the child's strengths and emphasize and empower them with those?  Why do we ask that they be the best at EVERYTHING and not simply one or two things?  


It questions the methods of teaching at this time and the constant testing.  It questions the unnecessary homework being dumped on kids by the truckload after teaching them for 7 hours of school.  It opens your eyes to the fact that these children today are being robbed of their childhood.  They are no longer allowed to be free thinkers, problem solvers or even just average and happy.  


It made me realize as a parent many of the mistakes I made when my kids were in public school by getting caught up in the trap of asking about homework, quizzes and tests and not as much on friendships, highlights and other social parts of their day.  We are sending a message to these kids that their worth is determined by a letter grade on a piece of paper and they deserve so much more than that.  Are we even looking at their other talents, interests and anything/everything else they may have to offer the world other than a test they have been forced to to memorize and regurgitate only to forget it over the next few weeks?  What happened to the real learning opportunities?  The teachable moments?  The real life experience.  We all know there is so much more to learning than a piece of paper and cramming random facts into our brain.  Learning has to have meaning and purpose and when it does, it is actually retained.  


Imagine the possibilities if a child is encouraged to follow their passions and interests and taught more about them.  If we focus on their strengths and know that as they develop (because the all develop differently), they will get the other stuff that they might struggle with today.  


We live in a world where we are trying to raise baby geniuses.  One of my favorite quotes from the movie was when the narrator spoke of this and said (not exactly, but close)...these babies should be sucking on their fingers and toes, not sitting through lessons with flashcards (Your Baby Can Read, anyone?).  That really stuck with me.  How very telling that is of our society today.  How many of us have fallen for that?  We want our kids to be smarter, faster.  We are robbing them of their childhood and it isn't right.  There is a time for them to learn what they need to learn and they will (faster & easier, when they are ready), if we don't make them hate schools and learning by teaching for tests and not for life.  But the message they are currently getting is that we want them to come home with trophies, and "A" letter grades.  Setting them up for complete disappointment and failure if they get a "B" or a "C" or if they lose the game.  What are we teaching them?  According to the students here, we are teaching them to either cram until they make themselves sick (and play the game), or to cheat.  Neither of which is preparing them for a real life and future.  


Their self esteem is suffering, their stress levels are rising and depression and teen/youth suicide is on a major uprise.  I cannot even begin to do the justice this film does by interviewing the teachers, parents and students and getting to the bottom of these issues.  I highly recommend you see it.  Track down a local screening and go to it.  If you can't find one, HOST one.  Then get all the parents, teachers and people who care about this and future generations and do something about it.  Speak to the school districts, principals and government.  Tell them that we are taking back our children's future.  They are more than little robots.  Some of the suggestions made are throwing out homework altogether.  That has got to be my kids favorite piece about homeschooling.  Once we are done, we are done.  Then the evenings are all theirs, and ours as a family.  They can play and think and explore, they can relax and bond with their family, they can get bored and find new things out, they can create.  They can do so much if we allow them to.  But they can't when all they are doing is school and extra curriculars and homework.  We need to stop "resume building" with our kids and start "relationship building", "self building", allow them to become who they were meant to be (that we often don't give them enough (if any) time to figure out).  We have so many people graduating college and still not knowing what they want to do with their lives and we wonder why.  


Another thought is to remove the grading system and replace it more with a portfolio of their work.  What does looking at a letter grade really tell us about a person.  When we hire people at a job, we need to know a lot more about a person that a letter grade based on how well they tested in a subject.  We need to know chartacter, experiences, talents, beliefs and even goals.  Why not set goals with each child and track their progress in accomplishing those goals? 


Ugh, I could go on and on...but I'd rather you see the film and form your own ideas, thoughts and opinions (like we should be teaching our kids, lol).


Here are some quotes from the film that stand out (they are close, but not exact)

1. I can’t really remember the last time I just went outside and ran around
2. We do whatever it takes to get an A
3. When I had kids, I didn’t think that the only time I’d see them was for 20 minutes at dinner
4. These kids are so overscheduled and tired … I’m afraid that our children are going to sue us for stealing their childhoods
5. We want the best for them [so] we put pressure on them to be what we want them to be
6. [All of this pressure] ends up turning kids into little professionals
7. I figured out that not eating gave me more energy … but it still wasn’t enough to get everything done
8. My school principal told me [when I tried to return from a treatment facility for anorexia and anxiety] that she didn’t want the teachers to have to worry about me – I was too much of a distraction for them [and other students]
9. We lose boys because they tune out and we lose girls to depression
10. The countries that outperform us on international tests actually give less homework than we do in the United States
11. At what point did it become okay for schools to dictate how we spend our lives after the bell rings? [regarding homework]
12. Parents need to educate themselves that homework isn’t going to make their students any smarter
13. When American kids encounter questions [on international assessments that don’t look like what they’re used to from their rote practice], they fall apart
14. These tests that they do so horrible on - they don’t test my kids on the curriculum, they test them on their culture and their culture isn’t represented on the tests
15. I tell my [urban] students that learning is power – to do whatever you want to do in life, you have to be a learner and you have to care – that is not what the district wants from me as a teacher
16. If we forget this [question] or do a different one, then we’re going to get in trouble and we’ll lose 5 minutes of recess [4th grader]
17. Your 6–month-old is supposed to be sucking on his toes and thumbs, not doing flashcards
18. [Students say] ‘The teacher doesn’t care – it’s just busy work - why CAN’T I just copy my homework?’
19. The point of education is to learn, not memorize
20. It’s impossible to cover all of the material for the AP course in one year. Literally impossible.
21. After my daughter passed her AP French exam, she said, “I never have to speak French again.”
22. So much of [kids’] time is structured. The only unstructured time they seem to have is the time they spend on the computer.
23. What’s happening these days is that kids aren’t getting a chance to find out what they love to do.
24. They’re 4 or 8 [years old] and they’re resume-building
25. Parents say ‘My child is a good kid.’ No, they were a good performer. You never found out if they were a good kid. You just know they’re a good student, not a good solid kid.
26. I stopped trying because if you don’t try, you can’t fail.
27. I think that success in America is measured by how much money you make, not how happy you are in your life
28. The environment and culture are so competitive that kids don’t feel like they can ever let people see their true selves
29. If you’ve always had As, there’s only one way to go and that’s down, so that B feels like a failure
30. We need to redefine success for kids … We have to get off this treadmill together. [We have to discuss] what does it take to create a happy, motivated, creative human bei

Here is CNN coverage of the film.  Here is a small clip of highlights covered on Dr. Phil.

If you didn't click on the link above, here is the trailer.

**UPDATE**I also found a great blog post about it here.  Very nicely worded.

If you want to do something, start here..."like" their FB page, find a local screening and join the grassroots movement. Make your voice heard. Blog about it.  Facebook about it.  Share it.  At the very minimum, this will open your eyes to the pressures a parent gives and help you to ease up on your own children and demand your school stop applying unnecessary pressure as well.

"You have to be smart, but also you have to be pretty, and also you have to do sports and you have to be involved in the arts, and you have to find something unique about yourself, because if you don't know yourself before you do all that, you're going to lose yourself."

~Kelly 9th Grade


Ugh, Poor kids...


There is another film out there right now changing the nation as well.  I have not been lucky enough to see it just yet, but am doing everything I can to find a local showing.  It's called "Waiting for Superman"  I suspect it is doing a lot of what Race to Nowhere is and that is challenging our current educational system.  If you can find a showing near you to this film as well (or at some point get your hands on a DVD of either)...Do so!


Here is an extensive interview of Katie Couric and the filmmaker of "Waiting for Superman". 


CBS "The Talk" is due to cover it tomorrow Jan, 27 2011.  I will post what I can find on that as soon as I can get it.

Teaching to Tell Time...Learn to Read Online Curriculum BONUS!

Okay, for any of you that still have kiddos that need to learn to tell time (the old fashioned way) LOL…darn those digital clocks! We found a great little tool on a site that I love (apples4theteacher) yesterday and my kids that I have used multiple strategies with on this finally got it!  We have tried story books, workbooks, a manual clock, etc. to not really getting it. This just really helped with them doing it over and over until they got it.  I helped them count the minutes by 5’s until they were able to do themselves, which they were doing fine after a few runs of it.  Now they are doing it each day for practice just so they will eventually be able to “know” by memory and not having to count by 5’s.  They really took to it.  Hope you all can use this! Click here to go!

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Our decision to homeschool...HOT BREAKFAST! :-)

Okay, so many people, including my friends (who am I kidding--mostly my friends, lol) have decided I must have lost my mind this past year when I made the final decision to homeschool my kids.  Okay, I admit...in the beginning even I had to question my sanity.  The comment I hear most often from friends is "I could never do that", or "I don't have the patience for that" and I just smile to myself now thinking about how much more sane our lives have become since I made that fateful decision.  Patience.  I don't know that I would say it is my strong point...but definitely not my weakest either. As I reflect on this past year and our homeschooling challenges and successes, I find myself feeling most grateful for the mornings we spend together as a family.

Let me flash back to last school year in the mornings (when they still attended public school).
6:30 a.m. Me: "Time to wake up, it's a brand new day!" (Turn on lights)  Kids: no signs of life
Me: "Come on, sleepy heads, it's time to get up." (opening curtains) Kids: *Groan,* grumble, sigh* (this goes on a few times and I scurry between kids rooms repeating myself.
6:45-Me: "I said WAKE-UP!!" Kids: *groan,* grumble, *open eyes,* roll over and shut them again*.
6:50 "Do I have to get out the water?" Kids: *stretch *groan * grumble* "No...we're up"
Me: "Get up, get dressed..we gotta go." (Leave the room to ready myself)
7:00 (expecting to find dressed children, find them still sleeping) "Ugh!!!" "Splash!" (the water being dumped in the faces) Kids *screams and cries* finally moving out of bed but moving like slow paced zombies.

This is just the beginning of our mornings last school year...then came the, "I can't find my...." that was GUARANTEED to happen EVERY morning by one or more of my kids.  How this happened to us every morning never failed to amaze me as I went to bed the night before feeling *uber* prepared knowing that Allan had lovingly packed their lunches and they were safely packed away in the fridge, I had tapped into my OCD just enough to layout the full week of school uniform (blech) choices for each of them in their closet dividers.  So what could go wrong?!  Always something.  Homework missing.  a folder. a shoe, a sock, a glove...a backpack...a BACKPACK?!?! How do you lose a whole BACKPACK?!?!  It happens.  Believe me.  This is not even counting breakfast, which on many days was a pop-tart in the mouth on the way out the door.  Many times the kids were such zombies, they didn't even feel like eating yet because they weren't quite awake enough yet to enjoy it so they opted for school breakfast instead (which they claim they never had enough time to eat before the school staff started yelling at them to throw away their trays after only 2 bites--Gabe HATED that, still gripes about it to this day if brought up).  Isn't breakfast the most important meal of the day?!  We (and the school) never seemed to have enough time for a good one for my kids.  Now we rush out the door in the bitter cold *wince* to get in the car and head to the bus stop.  Tori (the baby) is the least happiest of all of us for the horrible injustice.  She has literally been dragged out of a warm bed, cozy and sleeping into the crisp wintery morning chill that Kentucky provides.  This doesn't even address the many times we pulled up to the bus stop just to see the bus driving away and me silently cursing that I now had to drive all the way downtown and back, thus adding another hour and a half to my day of getting the kids off to school.   Okay, so it wasn't always silent.  Many times, I found myself blaming whichever child I felt made us late that day.  This definitely wasn't a good start to anybody's day, especially whatever child felt the wrath that morning.  I didn't intend to be so mean, I was just tired, flustered and stressed by the public school mornings we went through each day.  Along with my nagging came Tori's crying.  Why?  Because she wanted more sleep and wanted to be laying in a warm bed nursing and cuddling with her momma, that's why. So she made sure every one of us were just as miserable as she was strapped to an infant car seat...cold, tired and hungry.

Then there were the times we didn't make it to the back door of the school in time and I had to walk them through the front, sign them in to the office and walk the *hall of shame* for getting my children to school 5 minutes late.  They were handed slips of paper to take to class with them stating they were to be marked "tardy" (this did oodles for their self esteem, I'm sure).  Just one more negative to set the tone for the day. So just when I finally get home and breath a sigh of relief that my kids are safe and sound and thriving at school, I open the fridge to get myself a glass of orange juice to see that one of my dear children has left that lunch Allan lovingly packed for them.  :-/  Yup, that's right...another trip to and fro the school to ensure they all have a good lunch...*sigh*

Fast forward to the present. Morning...8-9 a.m. Kids voices whispering is heard from my bedroom. Baby sound asleep warm and cozy next to her momma.  Me slipping out of bed to check on the kids who are using the early morning to sneak in a little free computer time.  They smile and greet me.  I warm up the griddle and like the best short order cook, start taking orders for eggs, pancakes, oatmeal and toast.  The kids dribble into the kitchen and we all talk, laugh, eat and enjoy our hot breakfast at our own leisurely pace (because no one is rushing us) and start our day off right.  I often smile and flip the eggs over easy that Cayleigh just ordered, the eggs in a basket Logan just ordered and the oatmeal Gabe requests thinking of those ever stressful mornings.

I felt extra warm inside when we get to make fun "Snowman pancakes" together (Cayleigh's special recipe) and mini-pancakes the size of silver dollars that my Grandpa used to make for us when we were little (and that Cayleigh loves to stack).

Our mornings start off right and at our own pace.  Tori wakes to a morning feeding and then a warm breakfast herself while the kids work on their writer's journals.  Our day begins right so guess what? It continues on that way.  No stress.  Just love.  We explore and teach and learn from each other.  We play games.  We do things at our pace and follow our interests.  We go places and learn things hands on.  We investigate things in our world.  We watch Discovery and National Geographic movies together by the fireplace.  We create things.  We laugh, we learn and we love.  When I need a break?  That's called "free time" when they play outside, in the art room or in the play room.  I can call it whenever I (or they) need it.  I'm not running on someone else's schedule and sitting in 30 minute carpool lanes at the end of the day.  I don't have to rush through a dinner so I can help three kids with different homework and test preparation, just to throw them into a bath, then off to bed and feel exasperated that we never get any real family time.  I'm through with that.  I've caught on to the secret that it doesn't take more patience to homeschool than public school.  We have actually simplified our lives.  There is no chaos like there was before.  It's amazing how much more peaceful things become when the rest of the world can't demand things from you.  Our evenings belong to us, as a family.  We can spend them together relaxing, bonding and spending quality time together.  We took our lives back.  Our mornings start out like they were meant to.  Right now, I realize that why I homeschool is because this is where I am supposed to be.  Where my Heavenly Father wants me to be.  Home with my children.  Teaching them and loving them.  The rest of the world's stresses can stay out there.  I don't feel them anymore.  My kids have learned more in this past half of a year than ever.  I as their mother know exactly what they need and where they are, I can focus on things as they need them, not as the school district tells me to so they can pass the next test for their "school report card".  Not only are my kids doing fine, they are thriving.  So the next time someone asks me why I am so crazy to homeschool, or where I find the patience....I will simply say, "I do it for the hot breakfast." and smile...because I know what that all entails.

Egypt & Mummies Unit/ Making Pharaoh Masks & Barbie Mummies!

Okay so I know I am WAY behind in my keeping you all up on our homeschooling journey this year, but if I was regularly posting like I would truly like to be, I would have to question my time spent with the kids.  I seriously don't know how to find the time for this, but I am trying hard as I see it as a journaling/digital scrapbooking sort of record of what we are doing.  Allan (the geek) also enjoys it as he is off to work and misses so much of what we do.  

So here we are, covering in December something we learned in October (oh well!) ...here it is!  This has to be the funnest unit we have done this year and we learned SO MUCH!  First, I talked to the kids about the fun things we were going to do that week as we learned.  I mentioned to them how excited I was for us to make Pharaoh masks and Barbie doll mummies.  My boys were as excited as I--- but my 7 year old, Cayleigh was upset at the idea of making monsters out of pretty dolls, even after I explained we wouldn't be using hers and would pick up some at the dollar store just for this project.  It was more about the fact that "mummies were monsters" in her eyes.  When we began learning about mummies and why they did it, she came to understand that they were not monsters at all.  They were usually royalty-- well cared for and very loved people that believed by doing these things, they were protecting and preserving their bodies for the afterlife.  They did mummification out of love.  Once she realized that, she was sold.  YAY!

Next,  I found all the National Geographic Documentaries I could find on the Pharaohs, Pyramids and Mummies.  My kids are very visual learners so this really helps to set the tone for what we are learning.  I also rummaged up some books like the Magic Tree House and the Usborne Book of World History.  These books were EXACTLY what I needed to cover the basics without overwhelming with too much info for their little (but genius) minds. hehe  

I found this great free lapbook template for Ancient Egypt and assigned each of the kids different pieces to the book.  I had one draw pictures of examples for thier mini-book, another would be researching info on the computer about their mini-book, another would be cutting, folding and gluing minibooks together.  It's a team effort so we can end up with a nice take away from our unit.  I always have them sign their name on/in the mini book they did so we can later see who contributed what to each book we make. Below are some pictures of our Egypt lapbook.  We are very proud of the effort that went into this one.  

 During our unit, we had plenty of art/craft time to try to recreate some of our own Egyptian artifacts.  :-)  First, we made our very own pharaoh masks.  The kids proudly hung them in the classroom.  I don't think they are going anywhere anytime soon.  LOL
Below are the basics to how we made them (and how much fun we had making them :-) )

Logan stirring the flour paper mache mixture....

Another benefit of homeschooling...no uniforms, LOL!

Okay I had to include this one...even though my kids have NEVER seen a Friday the 13th movie, they know this mask represents a scary character named "Jason".  They were killin me with the funny re-inactments of "Jason goes to Egypt"!  LOL.  So yes, this was what I found at the dollar store to give me a base to make our pharoah masks.  We hot glued the paper cut out to the inside of it and went to town tearing and gluing strips of paper to our masks.

Yes, it was VERY messy!  But FUN, I swear!

The finished result of DAY 1.  I did use laminated placemats to help cut down some of the mess and also to give it something that would (hopefully) peel off okay the next day without doing too much damage.  

Now, just to let them dry :-)  

DAY 2:  Logan hard at work with the gold spray paint (and yes, it became an obsession...gold sprayed EVERYTHING!...we'll talk about that in another post altogether, lol)

Finished Project, 2 coats of Gold Spray paint...now (you guessed it) DRY! Yes!  Onto the hand painting...

Cayleigh begins her Diva masterpiece...

Gabe makes his tribal version...

Logan stays very traditional.

After that, we HAD to make our Barbie Mummies!  Check out our exciting step by step of that super fun process...

Then we waited 40 days...(not really, we waited 40 minutes to simulate). 

We learned after our pharaoh masks that we prefer the glue solution to the flour solution as the flour paste makes an odd smell and can attract little bugs in warm weather.  We will be using a glue/water solution for all future paper mache type projects.  

 And for my usual ending Tori post....what did Tori get herself into this week?
Dried Indian corn of course! It was our sensory table theme for the fall in our craft room and I think it's safe to say that she REALLY likes it.  :-)