Let’s Make Some Great Art

…have you heard of this book?  It’s pretty cool, and so far, it is getting the thumbs up from Nathan.  I bought this book for a whopping $2.48, used online, with the sole purpose of integrating it into our homeschooling routine.  In the last two schools Nathan attended, neither of them offered Art class anymore, which I find a bit sad.
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Back to the book.  If you haven’t guessed by now, the book is called, Let’s Make Some Great Art.  It’s geared towards younger kids, although my husband and I have found ourselves wanting to do some of the projects, too.  My philosophy:  there is still a child left in all of us; they just tend to come out more when you’re around children all the time. 😉
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Any way, I had Nate create his own art journal by using one of my old hardback books.  (I’m sure Charlene Harris won’t mind.)  He ripped out quite a few pages, and then he glued every two pages together.  Once he is ready to paint, all he has to do is spread a little bit of gesso medium onto the page, and it will act as a blank canvas.
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To ease him back into the rhythm of art, I had him do a straight forward lesson over optical art, which is about creating work that has a sense of movement.  He really enjoyed it!  So much so, that he did both front and back of his paper. 
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(Let your eyes become unfocused while staring at the paper! It will begin to have a little movement!)
Like I said before, so far we really like this book.  It’s not intimidating, and it gives you plenty of prompts to follow, in case your the type of person whose brain completely shuts down when faced with a blank piece of paper! Ha! (That’s totally me, btw)  So if you are a homeschooler, and in need of a book to incorporate art into your lessons, then I highly suggest buying this book.  I can pretty much guarantee that you won’t be disappointed.

I Hate When Things Bite Me In The Butt

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It’s not too surprising that I wrote a blog post adorned with cozy pictures of my homemade hot chocolate, followed by a trail of words that shunned summer, that in return, summer would show me what’s, what.
This very fateful day started off great; the middle was pretty good, too. But by 4:00pm the city’s electric company blew a breaker (or at least that’s what I picture in my mind). Half of the town was left without power; this included my house. We found this information out while trying to make a quick run to the store, which were all closed due to no power. And because summer wanted to show me who’s boss,  it was blazing hot outside, without any air!  I’m talking 90 degrees, peeps.  It made my distaste for summer that much greater, because if there is one thing to know about me, it’s that I hate the hot weather.  
(did I mention that our entire house runs off electricity?)
 
In true southern fashion, us, and every one of our neighbors, headed outside to sit on our porches.  Trust me, it sure as heck felt better than the stifling heat that was building inside the house. 
 
While mopping the pouring sweat off our foreheads, Bubba called the electric company, during which I said a silent prayer for a rainstorm.
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Then…there was a bit of hope. Bubba said the company claims to have the electric back on by 8:30pm.
 
Not more than ten minutes later, we heard thunder in the distance. I praised the Lord for the eventual downpour that cooled everything down into upper 70’s. It felt great…until after the rain stopped and the humidity stepped in its place.
 
By the time 8:30 rolled around, the electricity still wasn’t on, and we had had it with feeling sticky. So we called the company again. And by we, I mean, Bubba. Because of the storm that blew through, it delayed the repairing process and the new time was 1:30 am. ACK!
 
It was tough for me to sleep. No air, no fan, only a tiny window to open for relief was not cutting it. I can’t even sleep without a the hum of a fan.
 
I was miserable. I tossed and turned underneath a thin sheet, with one leg hanging out, desperate for cooler air.
 
Somehow, by the grace of God, I passed out.  Around 3 in the morning, I was awakened by the TV and all the lights coming on.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief, marched downstairs, turned off all the lights, shut windows, turned my fan on, and finally caught a few zzz’s.
My lesson?  Never, ever, tempt summer.

Thoughts & A Recipe

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It’s blazing hot outside, but I can’t be bothered by details.  I had to make myself a cup of hot chocolate while I dream of cooler days.  I can’t help it.  Summer just isn’t my season.  To add more insult to summer, I also made a large pot full of hearty chicken soup.

 

Ahh…summer.  You can leave now; and take your humidity with you.

 

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On other topics, I actually have quite a bit that I want to say.  I just haven’t been spitting them out.  Does that happen to you?  I do plan on talking about my failing vegetable garden, and the homeschooling programs we are using, for those who are curious.  I also have a pretty touchy topic to discuss when it comes to our real life friends and family.  It really is an over due explanation that a particular few have patiently, and not so patiently, been waiting to read.  I feel like it will be the post that can answer all the questions and if they ever pop up with another question, then I can state, “Read the blog! It’s all there!”.   

 

Annnd, just as soon as I get a grip on my procrastination, I will sit down and type it all out.

 

But while I sit here, sipping on my leftover hot coco, I want to wrap up my post with this:  Today, I’ve felt very enlightened within my faith, and it feels great to have understanding and knowledge of Christ.  It brings me to a place of peace that I didn’t feel when I lived life without him.  I feel blessed that my son has the same realization at such a young age, whereas it took me until adulthood.

 

Now for the easy recipe that my title hints at: I hope you enjoy it.

 

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