Homeschool Fiction

My daughter needed dragon eggs. Since dragons are rare and difficult to find, combined with the fact that we’re vegan and try never to use animal products (especially the babies of a species), we’ve been working on creating our own magically made up ones. Here’s how we did it: Get a large plastic Easter egg. [...]

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I enjoy playing in Webkinz World every day (my kids like Webkinz a lot, but I think I like it more). Playing games on Webkinz is a meditative and relaxing part of my regular day. Everyone needs something in their day that is relaxing. Webkinz is one of mine. I also highly enjoy collecting lots [...]

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I’ve recently been judging a novel writing contest (which I cannot give out any details about, but, of course, it’s a great contest). I’m finding the judging to be loads of fun. I’m reading books that I normally would not read and that is always of great interest to me. I’ve found new favorite writers [...]

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My daughters have been watching their Dad and I their whole lives. They live fully with us and are within hollering distance nearly 24 hours every single day. What this means on a day-to-day basis is that they see us in all our glory: the good and the bad. My husband and I work primarily [...]

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I keep meeting people that smile politely at my ideas and feign interest, yet when push comes to shove they do nothing to change their ways to be more similar to mine. Nor do they do anything to help me and my causes. Makes me wonder about the art of persuasion. Just how does a [...]

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I’ve previously written about the Webkinz Crown of Wonder here: “Crown of Wonder“ “Second Webkinz Crown of Wonder“ After 8 months of playing on my daughters’ Webkinz accounts, I finally decided to get my own account. My first Webkinz was a reindeer and I opened my account on December 19, 2007 (my dad’s birthday). Without [...]

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I’ve always wanted a gemstone tree. I first saw one in a specialty store when I was a child. It was so beautiful, and looked so fragile, I was afraid to touch it. Yet, I did — gently, watching the way the little tree arms moved and the little leaves swayed. My parents bought it [...]

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