Saturday, October 3, 2015

Pumpkin Patch Express

Last night our church had its biannual gala and the children spent the night at BB and Poppy's farm so Marc and I could go.  This morning Poppy took Tucker and Marc to see his hunting camp, and then they all met us at the train depot to ride the train to the pumpkin patch!

The weather was drizzly rainy, but it all parted just in the nick of time.





 We've been on this 1910 rail car several times, but you would have thought it was the first time by their enthusiasm.  The boys and Julia were beside themselves. 



 
 

We rode out to the pumpkin patch where they had hayrides, a corn maze, bubbles, face painting and wine tasting (because it's held on the grounds of a winery.)  :)

 

 


 




Hayride!

 
 



 

They wanted to ride in the open-air car on the ride home.  Such a fun day! And the rain kept the crowds away! 
  
After the pumpkin patch we went to BB and Poppy's to watch football and have BB's famous beef stew.  So grateful for our family day.  

Here are a few pics from Friday night's beautiful gala-

 


The finale was on the dance floor with Father Vu showing his moves to "Gangham Style" and "Beat It." 

Friday, October 2, 2015

State Capitol Field Trip

Today we went to Montgomery to see our state capitol.  We started the day at Old Alabama Town.    We began by learning about early Alabama settlers and then moved on through the 1800s all the way to a late 1800s one-room school house.  
 

 



We loved seeing the original Lucas Tavern where the men stayed in one room and the women in another.  General Lafayette himself stayed in the lodge!



We saw the original well at the Ordman-Mitchell-Shaw house and the slave quarters that were still there.  




We saw the Adams Chapel school house used from 1895-1948.   The teacher taught the children all about what was expected in an 1800s school house. 

 He said after the civil war the law said that they had to face the north to say the pledge of allegiance.  That ended, but the board of education did determine that schools should have students facing north so that the sun came in on the west side over their shoulder. 

The boys loved this raised map of Alabama at the archives building-


Then we went on a guided tour of the capital building, which was built in the 1850s.    It has the senate chamber where Alabama seceded from the union and is the location where Jefferson Davis was sworn in as President of the Confederacy. 

 

At this point Charlie was too tired!   He kept saying, "Can I sit down?  Can I take my shoes off?"  :)


We did enjoy seeing the capitol rotunda with all the paintings.  We had read about all the stories and knew what we were seeing.

A tiring, but educational day.  :)

Thursday, October 1, 2015

This and that

Wednesday was the feast of St. Jerome, the man who gave us the Latin Bible- the Vulgate- when he translated it from Hebrew and Greek .  One of his most famous quotes is "Ignorance of Scripture is ignorance of Christ!"  The children colored some pictures of him while I read from these books-


I wanted to share these two talks that I feel are totally paradigm shifting on what is most important to nurture competent communicators.  We all think that if children are great readers they will be great writers.  That is not so!  Children will be good writers when they have HEARD great language- preferably through great books read aloud (audio books count!).

Andrew Pudewa explains this so well in his talks:  Nurturing Competent Communicators and Reading Aloud to Older Students.    I listen to these talks when I need to step back and remember the big picture on how I want the children educated and how I don't need to stop reading out loud just because they are voracious readers.  

In that vein, we read aloud for hours a day- history, science, literature, and religion- usually on the porch.  The little boys come in and out during this time.  Tucker is always working on something.  Tuesday as I was reading Tucker got graph paper and made a model of the "ideal family classroom" for our home.  He made a reading rug, a desk for each child and a circular bookcase.  He was very proud to show his floorplan to me.

  
 
Then he went inside and made some flags.  :)  (Anything Tucker does Charlie does too). 


Then he made a boat with a Popsicle stick mast-

He makes planets every single day.  I said, "why is Jupiter sad?"  He said, "I like them to all have different expressions."  :)


And water-colored maps.  

And he draws all types of animals.  Even tonight at supper out of nowhere he said, "I think if I were to draw a tadpole it would be more oval at the base than circular."  :)  Always thinking about how he'll do his next art project.  :)

I think Tucker might want to manage a craft store when he grows up.  He makes at least four crafts a day.  We love you and your busy crafting hands Tuck Tuck!

By the way, I introduced him to the show "How the States Got Their Shapes" today and he loves it.  He ran to the kitchen when it was over-


I said, "what are you doing?"  He said, "that show told us how Missouri got it's notch," I am going to think of all the states that have a notch.  He did it without looking at anyhing.

On the back side- islands.  He said, "Mommy, don't take a picture- I'm not done yet."  :)


A few Tucker quotes:

Getting out of the car to go into a restaurant-
Tucker:  "Can I please bring my cursive practice book?"
Mommy:  If you promise to be good. :)

The children were jumping on the trampoline with the neighbors-
Tucker:  "For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother!"
(from Henry V's St. Crispin's Day speech, which Marc plays in his car when the children ride with him.)

Father Greenan's 75 years of service

Wednesday Marc and I went to a very special Mass and luncheon honoring Father Lambert Greenan, O.P., who is celebrating his 75th year as a priest.  He is 98 years old.  It was such a precious, precious day.

Here he is in 1940 at age 23, just days after being ordained a Dominican priest in Ireland.



His devout parents- they prayed a family rosary every day and went to weekly confession.  Father says they never, ever missed it!


Father as a young novice- he says the photographer wanted a picture of the men in robes, so he slowed his step to make sure he would be in the picture too!    He said, "I did the Lambertine shuffle and ended up on the front page of the newspaper!"  :)



Here he is with his brothers- the oldest two became Dominican priests, the younger two became medical doctors.  His 97-year-old brother, Father Clement, is still alive and feisty as well.  :)

There were at least 10 priests and two bishops and the leader of the Irish Dominicans at his Mass yesterday.  


His luncheon was catered and beautiful and delicious! 



His nieces and nephews from Ireland came to celebrate with him!






After several beautiful toasts to dear Father, he spoke a while of some of the highlights of his life. 

Then they played his favorite songs,  "A perfect Day" sung by Nelson Eddy-


When you come to the end of a perfect day, And you sit alone with your thought, While the chimes ring out with a carol gay For the joy that the day has brought, Do you think what the end of a perfect day Can mean to a tired heart, When the sun goes down with a flaming ray, And the dear friends have to part? Well, this is the end of a perfect day, Near the end of a journey, too; But it leaves a thought that is big and strong, With a wish that is kind and true. For mem'ry has painted this perfect day With colors that never fade, And we find at the end of a perfect day The soul of a friend we've made.

And finally, Father's very favorite song, "The Holy City"-






Last night I lay asleeping

There came a dream so fair,
I stood in Old Jerusalem
Beside the temple there
I heard the children singing
And ever as they sang,
Methought the voice of Angels
From Heaven in answer rang
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem!
Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest.
Hosanna to your King!"

And then methought my dream was chang'd
The streets no longer rang
Hush'd were the glad Hosannas
The little children sang
The sun grew dark with mystery,
The morn was cold and chill
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem!
Hark! How the Angels sing,
Hosanna in the highest,
Hosanna to your King!"

And once again the scene was chang'd
New earth there seem'd to be,
I saw the Holy City
Beside the tideless sea
The light of god was on its streets
The gates were open wide,
And all who would might enter
And no one was denied.
No need of moon or stars by night,
Or sun to shine by day,
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away
"Jerusalem! Jerusalem
Sing for the night is o'er
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna for evermore!"