My own miracle

David lost his wedding band while doing yard work in our yard last fall. He was upset about it, but I told him with complete confidence that we'd pray to St. Anthony to ask for help in finding it. The next day, I dug with my hands through piles of mulch, grass, and dirt. I didn't find it, but I still felt confident and continued to pray.

In the days that followed, I would occasionally think of his ring and say a quick prayer. I have to admit, a doubt or two crept in, but I tried to have a childlike trust that God would hear our prayers (and especially those of St. Anthony!) and lead us to the ring. It didn't turn up. And as fall turned to winter, and winter to spring, and a new baby filled our lives with even more fullness and joy, we were generally too busy to look for it.

Then about a month ago, David sent me a text while he was at work. It said simply, "I miss my ring." My desire and determination to find it were renewed, and somewhere along the way, I thought, "This could be a nice anniversary present."

At first I thought since it had been so long (probably 9 months or so) that there wasn't much point in trying to find the old one. I would just buy a new one, have a priest bless it, and hope that it would be good enough to make David happy. It was a simple, inexpensive gold band, so I figured it would just cost a few hundred dollars to replace. I was sure that it would cost me almost that much to buy a metal detector, not to mention the time involved in searching for it. So I had the brilliant idea to call up the jeweler from whom we bought it, hoping desperately that they'd still have the records of our purchase from 11 years ago so that I could get the exact same ring. Well, what do you know? They did! But I was in for a shock: since we'd bought the ring, the price of gold had quadrupled. David's $250 ring would cost me almost $1,000 today. There was no way THAT was going to happen.

Time to renew my efforts to find the original. I set out to rent or borrow a metal detector, rather than purchase one. I found this website and considered calling the guy. But when I decided I wouldn't feel comfortable paying him less than $50 if he found it, or even more depending on how long it took him, I thought I should try by myself first. I finally found a place that would rent me a metal detector for $20/day.

The timing was going to be tricky. By the time I got home with my tool, it was late. The kids needed me, the baby would be waking soon, and David would be home any minute. But I was too excited not to try! I turned on the metal detector and started searching near a small tree in the front yard where we thought the ring might be. Almost immediately, it beeped! I was excited, but as I moved it around, it seemed the area that made it beep was fairly large. I figured it would actually take quite a while to systematically dig up and sift through so much earth, and I didn't have a while. David had texted me that he was on his way home, so I decided all I had time to do was shovel one scoop, and if that didn't work, I'd have to wait till morning when David was back at work. I also knew I had to make it a small scoop so that David wouldn't notice the missing grass and become suspicious. So I plunged the shovel into a random spot in the area where the metal detector had beeped. I carefully scooped out a small bit, about half the size of a football. I tossed it on the ground and held the metal detector over it. I couldn't believe my ears when the machine beeped. How could I possibly have selected just the right clump of earth??? My hands shook and I prayed fervently as I broke the clumps between my fingers. And then there it was. David's ring, earth-covered and grimy, lay in my hand. I couldn't believe it. I felt tears brimming in my eyes and my heart sang with joy. I quickly pushed the grass back on top of the small hole, hid the metal detector, and ran inside so David wouldn't suspect anything. Only minutes later, he came home.

I had a jeweler clean and polish it, and I presented it to David right away, despite the fact that our anniversary is still a couple of weeks away. I loved seeing his face as he opened the box to find the sparkling ring lying on a soft cloth. If only I had thought to take pictures!!

Was it simply chance? I cannot deny the possibility, but I truly believe it was divine intervention. Somehow I managed to walk to just the right spot, dig up just the right small clump, and retrieve the ring only minutes before David came home. This is not the first time the Communion of Saints has come to my aid, but it is the biggest, most noticeable, most touching time. It was all too perfect not to have been a miracle. What a great gift from a Great God.

 


Some little gems

Kayla is at such a fun age. So today I'm going to both share and document some of her recent cuteness:

  • She has been going through a phase of adding an "ie" sound to the end of many words, with the purpose of making everything sound a little sweeter. Such as: "I spilled my juicie! Take my dressie offie!"
  • Recently I told the kids that their grandpa would be stopping by for a visit, and Kayla immediately shouted, "Grandpa! I love Grandpa! He loves to hold Logan's balloon, but it's too high into the reach one, into the sky or somethin'." Translation: "Grandpa! I love Grandpa! I remember one time, he tried to get Logan's balloon down, but it went all the way up into the skylight and he couldn't reach." (But I like the way she said it better.)
  • I heard her sneeze, and then whisper to herself, "Bless you!"
  • One day, while we were out for a drive, she told me: "Jesus loves to be sparkly! Jesus is SO sparkly, and he made the trees grow HIGH in the sky!" To which Logan responded rather calmly, "Oh, that's so humorous."

I love my children.


Brotherly love

Logan is so sweet with his new baby sister. (He's sweet with all his little sisters, actually!) Earlier today he was keeping the baby happy while I fixed him a bagel, and I heard him tell her, "There is nothing you can do to make me stop loving you!" I guess I've said it enough times to him that it has sunk in. :)


Back again?

I'm still adjusting to life with 4 munchkins. You may have noticed I've finally updated my blog to reflect the new blessing in our lives. I hope to post more soon, as I've had many ideas for posts swimming in my head. I just need time to organize my thoughts and write (type) them down. As things are now pretty crazy, it could be a while before that happens, so bear with me. ;)


Homeschooling update

Since I haven't really posted for so long, I thought it would be nice to talk about how our school year is going.

Logan is in second grade this year. He's a little young for second grade; his birthday is right on the cut-off, so had we enrolled in traditional school, he could have gone either way. But he's breezing right through it and in fact is in third grade spelling and grammar (definitely his strongest subjects). We decided to try a new math program this year, because Moving With Math just wasn't working for us. For some reason I just had a hard time teaching the lessons, and I felt like Logan was struggling a bit. So we switched to Math U See, and what a difference! It's so straightforward and concrete. We start each lesson watching a DVD video that explains the concepts, then we practice with the manipulative blocks, drill online, do worksheets, and once I think he has the concept down cold, I test him on it. I'm thrilled with our success. We're also doing a fun geography program in which we take a few weeks to study each continent. And for reading, I generally try to keep a supply of "good" books in the house, then let him read whatever he wants on his own. He does still like to read with me sometimes, so we do that too.

Carrie is in... well, I still haven't decided what grade Carrie is in. Somewhere between preschool and first grade. ;-) Age-wise, she should be in preschool this year. But that seems a bit ridiculous, as she has been following along with Logan's Math U See lessons and often catches on to the concepts before he does. She is also reading very well - not quite as well as Logan was at her age, but extremely well for a 5-year-old, and certainly far beyond what would be expected of a preschooler. We are doing Hooked on Phonics' new program, Learn To Read First Grade Complete. It's for 6- and 7-year-olds, and so far, she is sailing right through without any trouble. I think it is filling in some of the gaps, phonics-wise, which is why I started the program. She enjoys the stories and is very motivated by the stickers she earns for reading the stories. (I don't think Logan would have cared about that sort of thing at all at her age!) I am also using Angelicum Academy's "good books" literature list, as well as the Sonlight preschool literature program, for reading out loud with her. I think I am starting to see an improvement in her ability to sit and listen and actually understand the stories she hears, but that is still a struggle. I figure the more we read, the easier it will get, so I try to read to her whenever she wants or is willing, and we take time to talk about the stories and understand what is happening and why.

I'm continuing to use Handwriting Without Tears for both kids. Logan is in the second grade book, and Carrie is in the preschool book. We've also begun using a book called Science is Simple, which is supposed to be for preschoolers, but both kids are enjoying the experiments. They also take Musikgarten music classes together, which Logan seems to enjoy and Carrie seems to... tolerate, most of the time. She's hot and cold, that child. Some days she loves it, some days she hates it. But we're plugging along. Logan takes art classes at the home of a local artist. I was anxious to get him into a good class, because the kid obviously has artistic talent. It certainly exceeds my own! Carrie does art projects with me at home, but maybe next year I'll enroll her in classes with Logan. I really like to take advantage of any time I can put them in the same class!

And let's not forget Kayla! She might only be 2 1/2, but she is smart as a whip. So her "school" consists of reading stories with Mom and watching the Leap Frog Letter Factory video. That video taught both Logan and Carrie all their letter sounds, and I am certain it was instrumental in their teaching themselves to read. So we're going to try for a third child who teaches herself to read! Makes my job easier, right? Or makes me feel obsolete... ;-)

So between the kids' schoolwork, their activities, and all Logan's therapy appointments, we have been just a tad bit busy. And I've been struggling a bit with figuring out how to homeschool more than one child at once. I finally came up with a system that has been a real lifesaver: I create for each child an "assignment" sheet that lists the day's required subjects, with a check box for each, so they can see their progress during the day. In the morning I put their sheet on their shelf, along with all the required books and materials. So if I'm busy with something, I can still tell them to work on their schoolwork, and they know exactly what to do. Logan can work on most of his things on his own, but I am always there to answer questions or help him when he needs me. Carrie still needs me for most of her work, but that's to be expected in the early years. I'm a little curious to see how things will go when the new baby comes. I'll have to manage to be there to help both older kids, while keeping Kayla distracted and the new baby happy. At least with the new system, Logan won't be able to tell me he doesn't know what to work on.



  • About Me

    I'm Erin, a mostly-stay-at-home Catholic homeschooling mom of 4. I love all things domestic - even cleaning the bathrooms! I call myself somewhat crunchy because I tend toward natural living, but I'm far from extreme. I practice full-term breastfeeding, I like to bake bread, and I sometimes attempt to grow my own vegetables, but I also use disposable diapers and eat boxed mac and cheese. It's all about balance, right? ;-) I strive each day for holiness (though daily I fail), and I am constantly looking for ways to incorporate my faith into our daily routine. I've got a long way to go, but I firmly believe "I can do all things in Him who strengthens me"! (Phil 4:13)
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