I’m talking stubby-tailed, fuzzy muzzled, bundles of face-licking love. If you’d like to find out more about this, click here. I take the Bible as inspired truth and that’s what it says (Romans 8:16, 17). No, I’m not currently on medication for delusions of grandeur. You can read some of my views on homeschooling at: Bonus disclaimer: The last of my nestlings has flown the homeschooling nest, but I continue to tutor writing and history at a local high school homeschool co-op. But allow me this disclaimer: I don’t wear denim jumpers, and I farm out anything related to science or math. I am one of those library-card wielding, mini-van driving, let’s-take-a-jaunt-to-the-grocery-store and call it a field trip kind of homeschoolers. And yes, it’s true…boys are way easier than girls, unless drama is something you crave. I’m a wife of twenty-something years and mother of two sons and two daughters. It’s against the law, although I bet my husband and four children have been tempted now and again to put me in their crosshairs. While other teens busied themselves throwing parties when their parents weren’t home, I was the nerd holed up in my room with pen and paper. Dare I be so bold as to call myself an author? Being that I’m one of those freaks who attended poetry workshops instead of summer camp during my formative years, yes, I will.
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