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To the Lake with Ye!

As I was clicking through blogs yesterday, I came across this picture and it made me laugh. Those of you who are Sonlighters know that Christmas in September feeling when a carton of school supplies shows up on your doorstep. Wild delight. We've opened many of these in the past seven years and showered a great deal of affection on the contents. Children have huddled around for the unveiling of new curriculum and and then sank in a collective heap, each lost in a different book. Until this week. Delight did not accompany the arrival of this box. John and Lauren intercepted the package from Mr. Fedex and took off toward the lake across the street.

"Where are you going? Come back here with that box. Guys? Come back!"

"No! We're taking this thing to the lake. Frogs and crabs and fish belong in the lake, not in the house."

"Guys, I'm warning you! Come back here. There's more than just the dissection stuff in there." (Really, how much authority can a mom exude when she's hidden behind a camera and chuckling all the while?)

Common sense eventually prevailed.


The microscope was a huge hit. We've looked at everything from rotting leaves to dental floss. Claire and Faith are reading Greg's Microscope and are excited to use their new piece of equipment to see Greg's discoveries for themselves. We are all amazed by the beauty and order of even the tiniest details in creation.



The older children may be biology snobs but Claire and Charlie were very curious about the dreaded creatures.

Frog, fish, crawfish and worm are now tucked on a high shelf in the hall closet. John and Lauren are hoping they fall behind the vacuum bags and cleaning supplies and are not discovered until they are safely enrolled in college studying Anglo-Saxon mythology or Baroque painting or anything else that doesn't involve actual blood and guts.
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Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
LOL! I used to love the dissection part of biolgy, but I can see how it grosses people out. How cool that you can get that stuff delivered to your front door...

Xandra
September 16, 2008 at 10:10 PM
Maren said…
I still have the scar where my dissection partner in Biology accidently tried to dissect my pinkie finger instead of the frog! My kids are like yours, some love the idea of seeing the innards, while others pale at the thought!
September 17, 2008 at 9:03 AM
Luke Holzmann said…
Stuck behind a camera... what's a mom to do?

Hilarious!

~Luke
September 17, 2008 at 12:05 PM
Heather C said…
ROFL... congrats on receiving your supplies and ensuring they made it into the house! It's so cool that the kids are so into learning... :)
September 18, 2008 at 8:12 PM
Mary@notbefore7 said…
LOL on the kids running to the pond.

Maybe I knew you used Sonlight...have you always used it? did you use it from the start? I have a friend doing the Kindergarten this year nad it seems really intense for Kindergarten, but I am only "hearing" it and not seeing it. any thoughts?
September 19, 2008 at 4:45 PM
Ganeida said…
I don't do disection. That's what video is for! Ditz doesn't do disection either. Over use of the term *Eeeew!* Music & art people. We like our science clean & someone else's problem.

I love i when a Sonlight box arrives!
September 24, 2008 at 4:18 PM
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