Learning Styles and Approaches

A week and a half ago, our family got together to listen to General Conference–a two day, five session set of televised religious, faith promoting meetings that we look forward to every 6 months. This time, as we watched and listened, I got a kick out of the different ways each family member collected and absorbed the information. All of us in the same room–but everyone so unique and learning in their own way.

Some took notes on a pad of paper.

Some jotted down quotes and looked up scriptures on their Iphones.

Some collected good thoughts in their journals.

Some worked on their…ahem…72 hr. kits.

And some chose to…ummm…meditate…throughout…sort of.  :}

All my babies–nearly–and all their babies, bundled together in one room, makes it all work for me.

Well, that…and a ball of lilac yarn.

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:: The Magical Scrapbasket ::

It all started with a little girl who wanted to play in her mommy’s scrap basket for bit. It was great fun making scarves and headbands and bracelets…for about 10 minutes.

Then a very strange thing happened.

No on saw it coming.

The silly boys came along…

and changed the game entirely.

How it went from sashes and bows…

to ninjas and bad guys…

is a complete mystery to me…although, I think, perhaps it had something to do with the bearded one.

Lucky for us, that in their quest for complete world domination–even He-Man and Mighty Mouse have room for…

a properly placed Wood Sprite.

Smart guys.

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Great Minds…

A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our lives.

A simple, special, memorable moment.

A moment I want to pause, savor and keep close to my heart.

If you are inspired to do the same–leave us a link in the comments.

Have a good weekend my friends.

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From The Boy…

So, finally we get pictures of my baby boy from the MTC (Missionary Training Center)–and doesn’t he just look like he’s enjoying himself?

It’s so-SO strange to have him about 7 miles away and yet, I haven’t actually spoken to him in a month. He is a lovely little letter writer though and it’s the highlight of the week to get–first his email on Tuesday and then a few days later a real letter in the mailbox.

He’s learning the Russian language really fast–which is very satisfying to him and he’s making some wonderful friends too.  I can send him letters and packages and email whenever I want and it gets to him the same day. So there’s the advantage to living down the street from the MTC— which is good for my silly, achy mama heart.

He leaves for Russia in a few short weeks–so I have to send things while I can. Mail to Russia is very slow and it can take a month to get a letter and 3 months to get a package. That means that if I want him to get a present for his birthday in July, I’ll need to mail it in April–before he even leaves for the country. That’s crazy. But the best news is that when he’s at the airport, he gets to call home.

It will be so good to hear that cute voice again.

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Happy Birthday Lynnette!