Eloise: Helping Dada put up the camping tent.
“When are we going camping again Mama?” – Ellie says a few minutes after we get into the car to head back home.
Eloise: Looking fine and Dandy, my silly, sweet girl.
“The 52 project, a photo of Ellie, once a week, every week in 2017”
eloise: making fairy soup! Yum!
eloise: Mothers Day 2017, you crawled out of bed all by yourself and went downstairs and drew me a picture of a “sprout”. You cuddled me up in bed and told me lovely, sweet things. Those first few minutes of Mothers Day, made my whole day. Thank you for making me a Mother.
“The 52 Project. A photo of Ellie, once a week, every week, in 2017.”
I carried my big, sleepy four year old out of the car and up the stairs to my bedroom. “Mama, can I sleep in your room tonight?” She says in a whisper. “Okay my love.”
I lay her down on my bed and cuddle up to her. I rub her back and start singing her favorite bedtime song, “Goodnight my Someone.” The only song I’m “allowed” to sing at night time. She falls asleep quickly and easily. Something that she was never very good at. I smile at the sight of her slow and steady breathing, and head downstairs.
Almost five years of being a Mother. It doesn’t sound like very much saying it out loud, but I can’t remember my life before becoming a mom.
Today I spent the day with my mom and the rest of my family. We had lunch, we chatted about motherhood, we walked and talked about life and marriage with kids. It was a really nice day. Nothing special or extraordinary, but a day to treasure. I am so very lucky to be able to drive a few miles and be at my parents house. Spend these precious moments with them. A friend of mine had recently told me about her mother and how she lost her to cancer many years ago. She never even got to meet her first born daughter. My Mom has had cancer twice as well as heart issues. I know how precious time with your loved ones is. And I know I am so very lucky to have the relationship I do with my mom. She is my best friend, my confidant, my inspiration, my guide, my mentor. When I see her with Ellie, I am in awe at how amazing she is with her. She gave her everything to us as kids, putting a career aside to be home with us, caring, gentle, fun and always there for us and now here she is, giving her everything to her grand daughter too.
I can only hope that one day Ellie will feel the same way about me.
To my dear Mother, on Mothers Day,
You inspire me daily with your strength
and your love, your patience and joy.
Thank you for all you’ve given me and my daughter.
Happy Mothers Day. I love you Mom.
So Ellie will be 5 in August. We have been dabbling in Home schooling but haven’t really set an approach in stone for her “kindergarten” year. With my back ground in early education, I tend to pull from all sorts of approaches. We have a little bit of Reggio, Montessori, Waldorf and even Charlotte Mason in our home right now.
Lately, I have been working along side one of my Mama friends, reading The Project Based Approach by Lori Pickert and have really been inspired to create a different learning environment for Ellie. We may not be going full throttle into Project Approach learning but I definitely would like for the approach to be part of our days. After changing her learning spaces around a bit, I’ve been giving her afternoons to really work on child led “project work”. In the past, shes been working on a dinosaur story that she’s writing herself and illustrating slowly. But the other night after I read a May Day story, she popped up and exclaimed that she wanted to make her own skirt for May Day. It would be her project.
The next day I set out a pad of paper and the story, to hopefully remind her of her “idea” and to get started. unfortunately, it did not motivate her. She said she wanted to do it with Gramma instead of on her own.
The next day when we had some “project work” time, I asked her if she would like to look in my fabric scrap drawer and use my drawing model to make a mini skirt (something she could show Gramma to help). This got her excited and she went to work. I stayed available to her, but she really did the whole thing, cutting a pattern that she drew (“just like Gramma does”) and attaching the skirt to the drawing model. She used the book to help her with picking colors and fabrics and then the following afternoon, we took all her photos of her work previous, and brought it up to my parents house, to show Gramma. The two of them, cut out a larger pattern and sewed the skirt together. Now, I know project work generally doesn’t have such a cut and dry beginning and end, but it was neat to see her measuring, and using pins on her own and really getting into her project. It made me feel good about the choices we’re making for her education.
Eloise: My May Day girl. Happy and Spunky and full of life!