Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Teachable Text Tuesday (Alfie)

Mia loves Alfie, her pet turtle.  But he's not very soft, he doesn't do tricks, and he's pretty quiet.  Sometimes she forgets he's even there!  It was the night before Nia's seventh birthday, when Alfie disappeared!

This unique story that makes you really think when Nia's turtle disappears.  As I read this story with Macy, she immediately assumed the turtle had died when he disappeared.  'Maybe her parents took Alfie out of the aquarium?' she thought out loud.

But what you learn is the innovative way the story changes and lends itself perfectly for a teachable moment.  The perspective changes and the story is retold from the turtles point of view.  My brain immediately started thinking of all the ways I could teach point of view including taking a unique event from our own lives and asking a friend or family member to retell the story from their perspective.

This book, released in October of 2017, became the perfect piece of literature to use for teaching point of view but also responsibility and animal adaptations.  It is a great place to start when uncovering the tricky reading skill of point of view and a story your children will not soon forget.

Macy said, "I like the book because she plays with her turtle and becomes friends with it.   I like the end when the turtle found Nia a birthday present in a funny place.  The turtle was being kind.  It was funny because it was like the turtle was talking in the book.  I've never heard a turtle talk before."

If you want to purchase this book you can find it here.  Happy "Teachable Text Tuesday!"

Friday, June 15, 2018

Dream Home

I think it a lot but I'm not sure I say it enough.  So I just want to remind myself that I love my house.  Even with its flaws and imperfections it is absolutely perfect for us.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018


When your friends ask you to play dodgeball and its for a good cause you always say yes!

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Forest Avenue

There is one particular spot where I walk and run in town that brings back floods of memories.  The memories that come back are really hard ones.  At one point in my grief journey I remember sitting down at this exact place because I couldn't will myself to run any further and my tears blurred my vision so much I couldn't see the next step in front of me.  It was a really hard evening.  It was late and dark so I remember thinking (or maybe hoping) no one would see me swallowed up in my grief basically laying on the ground in the middle of town.  It was too much that day.  It was too much everyday but at that particular instant my body stopped and I had to succumb.

There are times still that when I see this place; the street sign ahead, the church in the background, the rows of cars neatly parked in their spots, and the beautiful homes to my left and right that I still can't take it.  My entire being feels like it could just stop.  That same emotion, the emotion I felt that day, comes back and courses through my veins and stretches its reach all the way to my heart.

Just the other day I felt it.  I felt all of the things I didn't want to feel and all of the things I so longed to feel all at the same time.  I stopped for a brief minute.  The pain was no different.  The emotion was no different.  The time that had passed was different.  The time that separates Charlie and I is different.  Instead of falling to the ground, God gave me a peace that passes all understanding.  And let me be clear that didn't happen until now.  I haven't had this encounter with peace in this place for four years.  But I can stand there now, in that spot, and instead of crumbling to the ground I can look around, take a deep breath, and know that Jesus is walking with me and I need only to lean on Him when its too much.  I can remind myself that I am taking care of my heart, mind, soul, and body as I walk or run through town.

I prayed for him to carry me home that afternoon and He did.

I will continue to trust that I am not alone.  

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