Go for a Ride on the Bookmobile

The House of Literature Bookmobile is ready for take-off.
Pick up your library card and take a ride with us.

7th Heaven

I'm watching the show 7th Heaven. I really like this show and my family oftens wanders into the room to sit and watch it with me.

Country Bunny Feminism

Thank you, Danielle Bean, for posting about my favorite children's Easter book. It comes off my holiday story-shelf every year.

Country Bunny Feminism Link

In Memory of John Paul the Great

This was a fantastic tribute to the late, the great Pope:

Tribute to John Paul II

Mark Shea Said it Best!

Okay...so perhaps I'm not the best blogger on the WorldWide Web. But I am a mother of 5, a home educating one at that. Does that say it all?

There has been lots written about Pope John Paul II so I don't want to repeat or redo what's already been written. It has already been said.

Literary-wise, I think Mark Shea said it best in his blog (markshea.blogspot.com ):

Well Done Good and Faithful Servant.
As a Father you were to me. Thank you!
Enter into the Joy, Pope St. John Paul the Great!
April 2, 2005

"'How do I feel?' Samwise cried. 'Well, I don't know how to say it. I feel, I feel' - he waved his arms in the air - 'I feel like spring after winter, and sunon the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!'"All the host laughed and wept, and in the midst of their merriment and tears the clear voice of the minstrel rose like silver and gold, and all men were hushed. And he sang to them, now in the Elven-tongue, now in the speech of the West, until their hearts, wounded with sweet words, overflowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness." ~ posted by Mark Shea

In My World

Little did my seven-year-old daughter suspect that we were doing school while on a family vacation/camping trip. She was coloring a lovely picture complete with a rainbow and floral sprinkled fields when she said, "In my world, everything would be sweets."

Oh, this is going to be good, I thought. So I grabbed a pen and sat down next to her. "Tell me about it," I told her.

And this is what we wrote together:

All the rocks would be strawberries
and the buttercups would be cupcakes.
All the roses would be cherries
and the rainbows would be cookie rainbows.
The sky would be fruit roll-ups --- blue, of course.
Some of the flowers would be gumdrops
and the rain would be chocolate bars and milk shakes.
The fire could be hot Cheetos
and the clouds would be made of cotton candy.
The snow would be marshmellows
and the grass would be coconut dyed green.

What a lovely, delicious world that would be.