The Perfect Blueberry Muffin

I have no idea how I had the good fortune to stumble across this recipe. All I have of it is a food splattered print-out in Toa of Boy's recipe binder. The corner of the print out has a url for tastykitchen.com....so I have to credit that site with the recipe.

Here it is. Truly and without exageration,

 The Perfect BlueBerry Muffin.

Muffin Ingredients:

•  1 1/2 cup flour
• 3/4 cup white sugar
• 1/2 tsp salt
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1/3 cup canola oil
• 1/3 cup milk
• 1 egg, room temp, beaten (yeah, I'm not sure how well I follow the room temp part)
• 1 1/2 cup fresh blueberries, rinsed and patted dry

 Topping Ingredients:

• 1/2 cup white sugar
• 1/4 chilled unsalted butter, cubed
• 1/4 cup flour
• 1  1/2 tsp cinnamon

Instructions: 

1. Preheat oven to 400 and line muffin tin with liners.
2. Mix dry muffin ingredients together in a bowl. (I always wonder why recipes specify 'in a bowl'. Do they think I might get confused and mix up my flour in a hat?)
3. In a small bowl (not a hat), whisk milk and egg together. Add oil and whisk.
4. Add milk and egg to flour mixture and blend with a wooden spoon until all the lumps are out. The batter will be thick. Like, playdough, what have I done wrong, type thick. Don't panic.
5. Gently fold in blueberries. (This is really tough to do in playdough, but you don't want the blueberries to bust open.)
6. In another bowl, because hats are for heads, combine topping ingredients and cut in the butter.
7. Spoon batter into liners. Do not fill to top.
8. Generously sprinkle topping crumble unto muffins. Generously = pack it on, baby.
9. Bake in preheated oven for 25 minutes. 
10. Let them cool for 10 minutes or so before trying to remove them from the pan.
11. Be amazed at their perfection.

Menu Plan

Absolutely no pictures or cute explanations. Just the bare bones list. I should have left to jog with dog an hour ago. I got to bed a a good time last night AND the night before, and yet both mornings I feel exhausted. The moral of the story is that I should have stayed up playing Minecraft. 

Wednesday: Pork Chops

Thursday: Baked Sloppy Joe Tacos


Friday: Mozzarella Pepperoni Chicken Roll-ups


Saturday: leftovers
Saturday gaming snack: Buffalo Chicken Pull-Apart Bread

Sunday: Thai Coconut Curry


Monday: Apple Ham Hotcakes

Tuesday: Leftovers

This Week's Menu

I've been just writing our weekly menu on the kitchen whiteboard, but this week I have a lot of new recipes I want to try....so I'm making a blog list with links. This helps me find the recipes quickly and easily when it's time to cook.

Wednesday:  I'm going to the grocery store in the morning, and then I'll be at Christopher Robin's house during dinner. Family will have to fend for themselves, so I'm thinking something easy like Italian Sausage Subs.

Thursday:   Sweet Hawaiian Crock Pot Chicken. I'm skeptical of this one. The photo definitely looks like the meat has been browned, yet the recipe doesn't include that as a step. Here's the recipe. Judge for yourselves. (I'll serve it over jasmine rice, however it turns out. Maybe sugar snap peas too.)

2lb. Chicken tenderloin chunks
1 cup pineapple juice
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup soy sauce
Combine all together, cook in Crock-pot 6-8 hours...that's it!

***Edit to add: I was right. The recipe produced nothing remotely resembling the photo. I won't be making this again. The flavor combo was nice, I just need a different set of cooking directions. This is not a dish that cooks well in the crock pot. 

Friday: Phineas and Ferb and Avengers! Woo hoo! Pizza oven pizza?


Saturday:  Slow Cooked Steak Fajitas. These just looked too good. I'll have to substitute something else for the salsa. (or make my own, tomato free salsa, which is so not happening the day before grocery day.) And I'll have to pull out half the meat before I add bell peppers. Otherwise the Jedi will be a sad, sad man. 





Sunday: I'm going to a Thai cooking class with Christopher Robin. This means the family is on their own again. Hmmmm..... maybe just some grilled ham sandwiches.

Monday:  Chicken Crescent Bake. Another Facebook find. This recipe violates my goal of cooking from scratch. Too bad. (Serve with baked potato? It needs something green to go with it. Wish my family would eat green beans.)

 2 cans of low fat refrigerator crescents
1 can of healthy low sodium cream of chicken soup(26oz)
1 cup cheddar cheese
2 boneless skinless chicken breast

I boil my chicken breast then shred, roll out each individual crescent, place about a Tbsp of shredded chicken in center and roll it up.

Bake on 350 for about 5 minutes until just starting to turn golden. Pour Cream of chicken over the top bake an additional 10 min top with cheddar cheese and bake for 10 more minutes.

Tuesday:  Night before grocery shopping. I should be very responsible and make it a leftover night. But, in case I'm not feeling responsible, we'll have Bacon omelets and buttermilk biscuits

Lunch Options:

Stuffed Zucchini. I have three zucchini, some leftover rotisserie chicken, and some stuffing. (And some shredded cheddar cheese.) I shall stuff the zucchini with the hodge podge of other stuff and bake it. It shall be delicious. Behold, I have declared it so.

The Sweetest Diagrams

I had typed all this out on the page of our intended 2013-2014 curriculum, but it became way to long for that list. It deserved its own post. So here it is:

At the homeschool convention this spring, I attended this great workshop by Elizabeth O'Brian. She started the workshop by showing a slide displaying the following sentence...

When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

And she asked each person attending the workshop to take a minute or two to paraphrase that sentence to explain what the sentence was about, what it was saying. Easy, right?

Apparently, wrong! She told a story of a college professor who gave his class of students the same assignment, and then she put up a few slides of the answers these students gave. I was dumbfounded. I wish I could remember them, but they were so far off base, so completely whacked, that now I couldn't even begin to accurately share them.

Anyway, I went to the workshop to check out a grammar program for Toa of Boy. I thought my little architect-to-be would like looking at the blueprints of sentences and seeing how sentences were constructed.

I walked out having had such a great time diagramming sentences (yes, I am that much of a nerd), that I thought Sweetling would really dig this too.

So, once a week, Sweetling is going to pick a sentence, any sentence she wants from any source, and the two of us are going to diagram it.

I also signed up for Elizabeth's free newsletter. Every two weeks she sends out a grammar 'challenge'. A couple of weeks ago the question was...Do you know when to use every day versus everyday? I sat and thought about it, and realized I wasn't sure. I read her article about it, and then I went to ask Sweetling (and impress her with my awesome grammar knowledge.) I asked Sweetling if she knew what the difference was between everyday as one word and every day as two words. Then I waited for her to ponder and be perplexed, so that I could jump in with my awesome new grammar knowledge. Instead Sweetling very matter-of-factly stated, "I think 'everyday' as one word is an adjective, but 'every day' as two words is an adverb phrase or something."

Or something indeed.

Sweetling isn't lacking in the grammar department.

Sweetling's Portfolio 2012-2013

This was Sweetling's first year taking all high-school level courses in co-op. Because of the number of advanced courses she was taking in co-op and the advanced history course she undertook with her father, we decided to split some of her other courses into two years, taking half a semester over the summer of 2012 and during the winter co-op break, and then finishing the course in the summer of 2013. So, for the first three courses in her portfolio, we completed half of the course and will be completing the second half of the course from July to September of this year.

Algebra 2 (Semester 1)

We used Houghton Mifflin's Algebra and Trigonometry Structure and Method Book 2.  The first chapter started with a basic review of algebraic concepts.















We worked through inequalities, linear equations and linear inequalities in two variables, functions, products and factors of polynomials, rational expressions, fractional coefficients, fractional equations, and triangle trigonometry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Year Adventure Novel (Semester 1)

This was an amazing curriculum and Sweetling poured lots of time and effort into it each day, spending hours writing and fleshing out ideas, characters, and themes for her own adventure novel. The curriculum itself was broken into two semesters. During the first semester, the part we accomplished this year, the young writer learned how themes and types of conflicts and dilemmas both moves the plot of a good adventure novel along and gives the story as a whole meaning for the reader. This involved a lot of reading of other quality novels and the viewing of some great movies.

All the actual writing in this first semester was "preliminary" writing, but it does demonstrate thought process and story construction.

From the beginning of the process:

1.    The Way Things Are- The heroes of the story are from the 21st century American suburban town of Northbrook, Ohio. Throughout the course of the story, they travel from Northbrook and another world known as Pantheos.
2.    The Hero- Our hero is Victor, an athletic, fearless 16 year old boy. The story also focuses on his best friend, Tristan, a shy, short, pudgy, intelligent 10 year old boy.
3.    The Story Goal- Victor’s girlfriend, Alyson, has fallen in to a trance and is completely unaware of the outside world, and only brushes her hair and sings. He must gather worthy bearers of the Components of the Pantheon, which consists of the four physical elements- earth, water, air, and fire- and the four elements of the abstract- suffering, love, competition, and harmony- to free her.
4.    The Villain- Standing in Victor’s way is the ghost of the evil sorcerer Askari, who put the trance on Alyson, and his servants, the necromancer Muti, the puppetmaster Zamira, the shadow mage Basit, and, new to the group, none other than Tristan’s brother Paul.

And two samples from later in the writing process. Says Sweetling, "I couldn't pick my favorite, so I picked both"--

 Pick one of the three techniques for creating suspense and write a short scene about your hero using that technique:

“Look sharp, Tristan.” Victor warned the young boy standing beside him.

“Are- are you suggesting that there’s something here?” Tristan asked, hoping the answer would be “no”.

“There’s always something at the end of a dark corridor, Tristan.” Victor answered with confidence.

“Fair point.”

The two of them walked out into the dimly lit room that the dark corridor let out to.

The walls were made of perfectly chiseled granite, and they were lined with torches.  A desk with tools on it suggested that this room belonged to a woodworker.  A large chest sat right beside it.

Standing in the middle of the room was Zamira, the puppetmaster who worked under Askari. She pushed a lock of hair off her face and giggled- which, if it were any other girl, would be cute, but knowing that she was about to kill them, was quite creepy.

Victor gritted his teeth.  “Zamira.” He said disapprovingly.

“I see you’ve made it in one piece, Victor. Quite impressive…” She said, backing him against a wall.

“…but don’t let it happen again.”

“What do you want, Zamira?”

“Oh, nothing…”

The chest by the desk started to rattle, and eventually the rusty hinges gave. Out of it crawled six marionettes, each one holding a knife and smiling cheerfully as they marched towards Victor and Tristan.

“…but mostly to watch you die as Askari marches towards glory.”

Victor’s eyes widened.

“Knives.” He said, mostly deadpan but with a hint of fear.

“Yes, what about them?”  Zamira replied.

“They’ve got knives.”

“Ooooo! Victor, you’re not scared, are you?” she taunted.

“I- no…”

“Here you are, the great and mighty Victor Compton, scared by silverware.”

“…No. I’m not that kind of… not that kind of coward…” he said uneasily, sounding as if he hoped that saying those words would make them true.

“I think you are!”

“I AM NOT SCARED!”

“You know what I think? I think you’re doubting yourself.  Here you are, confronted by one of the few things you fear, but you won’t admit it! You won’t admit it to anyone else, and you won’t admit it to yourself!”

As she was talking, the marionettes surrounded Tristan.

“Victor, help me!” he cried.

“Tristan!” Victor screamed, running towards him.

Suddenly, two marionettes grabbed Victor’s arms and pinned him against a wall before he could react.

“What are you doing to him? Let us go! I’m not going to fail him!” Victor screamed at her.

“Look at that! Still clinging onto hope at your darkest hour! It’s the only thing that’s kept you going this long! It’s what makes you you! But without it, where will you be? Going…”

A marionette grabbed Tristan.

“Going…”

Another one menacingly raised its knife right above Tristan’s chest, as Zamira grabbed a knife of her own.

“Gone.”

***

Write an exchange of dialog between your Hero and your villain in which each reveals the inner motives of the other:

Victor ran into the inner sanctum of the Temple Of Fire. As he got down on his knees to catch his breath, he heard a voice say to him:

“Ah, Victor, so nice of you to finally meet me in person.”

He looked up and saw a ghost sitting on one of Muti’s medium glyphs. Victor thought he recognized the ghost from the drawings that Victor and Tristan found near the portal to Pantheos. The man that looked like this was identified as Askari by the writing… Could it be? …

“Though I can’t exactly say this counts as ‘in person’, but it’s the best I can do right now.” He held out a hand and, as if he was actively trying to confirm one of Victor’s worst fears, he said “I’m Askari, by the way. Nice to meet you.”

Victor got up, reluctantly moved to “shake” Askari’s hand, but drew back at the last second. “You know why I’m here, Askari, so don’t even try to pretend that you just want to make friends.”

“Why would I offer such a foolish pretense? I only want to establish common ground.”

“Such as?”

“You and your Bearers are going to die, I’m going to resurrect my beloved, and together we’re going to take over the world and I’m going to rule it as its rightful Caliph. That must be what you’re thinking, isn’t it?”

“…Possibly. I mean we’ve only found three of the Bearers so far, and you’ve got all three of them. Plus I lost Tristan.”

“And yet you came here all on your own. You must be so dedicated.” Askari said.

“Why wouldn’t I be? I’m trying to save Alyson- and Tom now, too!”

“But at what cost? Your precious Alyson is the entire reason that I have Thomas and that Tristan was taken by the authorities! Not to mention what you’ve put yourself through!”

He turned to Muti, who was instructing Basit, Zamira, and Paul in how to draw the medium glyph they needed to complete the resurrection.

And in the middle of that glyph lay Alyson, unconscious.

“Progress?” Askari yelled at Muti.

“The glyph is almost complete.” Muti said, not one hint of emotion betraying his face. He turned towards the teenage girl that was currently brandishing a knife. “Zamira, I require the golden vase.”

“Yes, sir!” Zamira replied. She got up and walked over to Victor. “You’re cute. Can I have some of your hair when you’re dead?”

“I… hope that opportunity never comes up.”

She skipped over to a supply room.

“What’s all this about a golden vase, then?” Victor asked.

“Oh? Don’t you know?”

Victor shook his head.

“Well, resurrecting a human without its soul is easy. Muti does that all the time.”

“And that’s how a zombie’s made.” Victor reasoned.

Muti nodded in confirmation.

“But, to bring back their soul… that requires a little something… extra.”

“Such as?”

It was Muti’s turn to speak this time. “One of their most prized possessions, one of their creations, whether artistic or practical in nature, a visual representation of them, a piece of writing in their own language, preferably from the one who is being resurrected, a representation of their favorite memory, and an object treasured by their most beloved person,” he recited from rote.

“Those objects all act as tethers to connect the soul in question to the physical world,” Askari continued. “I gave her the golden vase, which was once full of perfume, as a gift. That satisfies the ‘object from their most beloved person’ requirement.”

“You gave her the vase?! Was this some cold, tactical move to get her to fall in love with you?!” Victor asked.

“Contrary to what you may believe, I am capable of emotional attachment to someone.”

“But if she didn’t have weird demi-god magic that could conquer and/or destroy the world, would you still be trying to resurrect your ‘beloved’?”

“You have put you and your so-called ‘friends’ in life threatening danger over and over and over again, all for a girl! She’s clearly the most important thing in the world to you, but you need to ask yourself- is she worth it?”

“I— she’s—”

“In this very room sit three sorcerers who are all more powerful than an army of Victor Comptons would be! There’s nothing you can do to stop the resurrection now, and, once it is inevitably finished, attempt to keep Alyson alive will only lead to the continued existence of the harbinger of destruction! The question you need to ask is: are you still going to try to save YOUR beloved?”

Basit, the shadowmage, shouted out in a booming voice: “Enough! Is! ENOUGH!”

Suddenly, from behind Victor a hand made of shadows that was as big as Victor’s torso pulled him down to the floor. Victor squirmed and struggled, but the hand kept its grip on him.

“I despise these futile remarks and displays of sentimentality! Let the bloodshed commence!”

An evil grin crossed Askari’s face. “I thought you’d never ask.”

He turned to Muti. “Progress?”

Muti drew the last line and then nodded.

“Then let the bloodshed commence.”

Muti put his hands on the glyph and started to mutter a spell. As the spell continued, the ground started to shake and the glyph turned into fire.

Zamira knelt down in front of Victor.

“Remember when I was attacking you with marionettes when we were in the inner sanctum of another temple, and I called it your darkest hour?”

She put her face right up against Victor’s.

“I take that back.”

American Literature (Semester 1)

In keeping with her extensive study of the early history of America, Sweetling read several classic works of literature from 1630 to shortly after the Civil War. Novels and pieces read were Winthrop's A Model of Charity, excerpts from Mather's Essays to Do Good, Whitefield's A Method of Grace, Longfellow's Midnight Ride of Paul Revere, and excerpts from The Song of Hiawatha. Also read were The Sign of the Beaver, by E.G. Speare, Johnny Tremain by E. Forbes, The Call of the Wild by Jack London, Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain, and An Old Fashioned Girl by Louisa May Alcott.
For each literary work, Sweetling answered several reflective questions for each chapter. This was Sweetlings first real foray into academic response writing, and her written responses show a lot of growth.

from her first reading/writing assignment--

The Gift of the Magi
1.   
2.    Christmas is a time of joy and happiness as we celebrate the savior’s birth. Though gifts, strictly speaking, are better than the alternative, some people manage to have Christmas without presents.
3.    Self-sacrifice to help people in need is a good thing. Self-sacrifice for no reason is not.
4.    Della and Jim’s gifts were ultimately rendered useless, but they still cared enough about each other to give up their most precious possession to complement the other’s.
5.    The title is explained at the end of the story, where he explains that the magi started the tradition of Christmas gifts, and they were wise, and the characters’ gifts to each other were wise.

from a later response of her choosing--

 Call Of The Wild: Chapter 2

1.    “The law of club and fang” represents the fact that, in uncivilized circumstances, being the best fighter is ideal because it means you get to keep living.
2.    Buck may have naturally feared being trapped in the snow as opposed to only fearing it because of his forthcoming feral nature, as the first description of him being scared of being trapped comes before he undergoes the most noticeable (so far) transformation from housepet to wild dog, but the book explicitly sates that his fear was “a token that he was harking back through his own life to the lives of his forebearers.”
3.    Moral nature is not a “vain thing” or a “handicap” as the author describes it because, although it does limit what we are allowed to do, it also holds people accountable for their actions against others and protects us.

Survey of Ancient Rome

Sweetling read Famous Men of Ancient Rome, completed a timeline of the Ancient Roman world, watched a History Channel mini-series on the Rise and Fall of Rome, read the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, and supplemented the study with several library books on various aspect of Roman history, culture, art, and life.

Foundations in Romans

As an extension of our study of Rome and the Gospels, Sweetling worked through an exhaustive line by line, verse by verse study of the book of Romans. She read other commentaries about each chapter and looked up words according to their original Greek usage. She broke each section down in an outline. This is a sample from the middle of the course (it looses it's formatting on the blog, so sorry)--

Romans 3:21-26
1.    Main idea: we are saved, not by the law, but by Jesus
2.    Contrast:
2.1.    Key contrast word v 21—BUT
2.2.    Contrast—Up until now, Paul has been discussing the law. Now Paul begins explaining God’s righteousness *apart from* the Law.
3.    Repeated word: Justify (Strong’s Concordance: G1344)
3.1.    “to render righteous or such he ought to be
3.2.     to show, exhibit, evince, one to be righteous, such as he is and wishes himself to be considered
3.3.     to declare, pronounce, one to be just, righteous, or such as he ought to be”
4.    Repeated word: Faith (Strong’s Concordance: G4102)
4.1.    “conviction of the truth of anything, belief; in the NT of a conviction or belief respecting man's relationship to God and divine things, generally with the included idea of trust and holy fervour born of faith and joined with it
4.2.      relating to God-- the conviction that God exists and is the creator and ruler of all things, the provider and bestower of eternal salvation through Christ
4.3.    relating to Christ-- a strong and welcome conviction or belief that Jesus is the Messiah, through whom we obtain eternal salvation in the kingdom of God
4.4.     the religious beliefs of Christians
4.5.      belief with the predominate idea of trust (or confidence) whether in God or in Christ, springing from faith in the same
4.6.        fidelity, faithfulness
4.7.        the character of one who can be relied on”
5.    Repeated word: grace v 24, (Strong’s Concordance: G5485)
5.1.    “that which affords joy, pleasure, delight, sweetness, charm, loveliness: grace of speech
5.2.    good will, loving-kindness, favour
5.3.        of the merciful kindness by which God, exerting his holy influence upon souls, turns them to Christ, keeps, strengthens, increases them in Christian faith, knowledge, affection, and kindles them to the exercise of the Christian virtues
5.4.    what is due to grace
5.5.     the spiritual condition of one governed by the power of divine grace
5.6.       the token or proof of grace, benefit
5.7.       a gift of grace
5.8.       benefit, bounty
5.9.    thanks, (for benefits, services, favours), recompense, reward”
6.    Unknown word: propitiation v 25 (King James Version), (Strong’s Concordance: G2435)
6.1.    “relating to an appeasing or expiating (atoning), having placating or expiating force, expiatory; a means of appeasing or expiating, a propitiation
6.2.        used of the cover of the ark of the covenant in the Holy of Holies, which was sprinkled with the blood of the expiatory victim on the annual day of atonement (this rite signifying that the life of the people, the loss of which they had merited by their sins, was offered to God in the blood as the life of the victim, and that God by this ceremony was appeased and their sins expiated); hence the lid of expiation, the propitiatory
6.3.        an expiatory sacrifice
6.4.        a expiatory victim”
7.    Narration: God has provided righteousness apart from the Law, which the Law and the Prophets give witness to. The righteousness comes through faith in Jesus. Both Jew and Gentile alike have sinned and both are justified by the grace given by Jesus. God gave us Christ as a sacrifice of atonement. Jesus bled and died to save all who have faith in Him. He did this to demonstrate His righteousness and in doing this He left the sins of those who were faithful before the death of Jesus unpunished. He did this to demonstrate His righteousness to justify those who have faith in Him.

Traditional Logic 1

Together, Sweetling and I worked through the first year of Traditional Logic from Memoria Press, with Sweetling acting much more as the teacher than I was capable of. (I wrote a brutally honest blog post about this here.) Most of the exercises were true/false, workbook style answers that don't lend themselves to portfolio samples. But, some of the exercises required writing her own logic statements. Here are some samples of Sweetling's logic statements.

Contradictory proposition-
No whales are space whales. Some whales are space whales.
 Contrary propositions
All self-destruct buttons are necessary. No self-destruct buttons are necessary.
Subcontrary propositions
Some vegetables are leeks. Some vegetables are not leeks.
Subalternate propositions
 All pigtails are teal pigtails. Some pigtails are teal pigtails.

Vocabulary from Classical Roots

  We completed book D in the great series Vocabulary from Classical Roots. A blog post about how our vocabulary lessons typically go can be found here. Or, here is a random sample from Sweetling's workbook.

America: The Building of a Nation

This course was put together and directed by my husband. He conducted it very much like a college course in both style and content. Every week, Sweetling had a hefty reading assignment from America: The Last Best Hope by William J. Bennett. Sweetling also read Common Sense by Thomas Payne, the Declaration of Independence, The Constitution, and selections of writings from various founding fathers. One evening a week was set aside as history discussion time, where her father would ask her quesitons about the origins of the nation, the events in history, the reasoning and motivations behind different actions. Sweetling would be expected to give a reasoned answer with support from her readings. On a separate evening each, they would watch selected history documentaries and discuss those.

 The following courses were taken through the Learning Tree Co-op--

Spanish 3

 Sweetling's first semester grades were reported to me as follows:
Homework 93%; Oral grade 99%; Quiz Grade: 95%; Test Grades 92%; Semester Exam 95%
Her second semester grades were:
Homework 97%; Quiz grade: 94%; Test Grades 95%; Semester Exam 96%;
Final Grade: 96%

American Sign Language 2

I haven't yet received grades from the instructor. I do have a written report Sweetling did as one of her homework assignments. For space sake, I'm just posting the first two paragraphs here, but there is more to the report.

The syntax of ASL is not influenced by FSL (French Sign Language) as some might think, as ASL existed in its earliest form at least a century before FSL was brought to America in 1817. However, the vocabulary of ASL is influenced by FSL- 60% of its vocabulary is from FSL.

ASL is also not influenced by English; it is a visual language suited for Deaf people. English is heavily structural, ASL is more vivid. English is strictly a string of phonemes arranged in a specific order; ASL utilizes visual cues to expand the meaning. English uses a MSVO word order (modifier-subject-verb-object), but ASL is more flexible; the emphasis on a word, not its role in the sentence, determines where it goes.  ASL uses directional verbs, inflections that are not used in English (and vice versa), and classifiers. Facial expression has a grammatical function; it marks questions and negatives.

Drawing 1

Included drawing from still lifes as well as reference photos. Included a variety of techniques and mediums.

My favorite piece:

General Science

The class completed Apologia's Exploring Creation with General Science and did the accompanying lab work. For all the classwork, lab write ups, tests, and homework, Susan received 385.5 out of 382 possible points.

Shakespeare and Elizabethan Theater

The class learned about William Shakespeare, the culture he lived in, the globe theater, and what performances were like in Shakespeare's day. They read adaptations of and excerpts from The Tempest, Twelfth Night, and Midsummer Night's Dream. At the end of the co-op year, they memorized, made costumes for, and put on a performance of an abridged Midsummer Night's Dream. Sweetling performed as the love-sick Helena.

Additional and independent learning-- 

Sweetling continues to pursue a multitude of interests and independent projects outside of her formal curriculum and education. There are far too many of these for me to post them all here, and some of them I am only vaguely aware of.  But I want to include a few for our own remembrance.

 Cooking:

Sweetling received a Manga style cookbook as a Christmas present from her most fabulous aunt.  She's enjoyed making several recipes from the new cookbook and has also learned how to make sushi (a birthday present from the same most fabulous aunt).

Korean Alphabet: 
This is from a Facebook post that my husband made--
Another example of why we homeschool... My wife and Sweetling went to a homeschool convention today and stopped at a Korean restaurant. When they got their menus, Sweetling covered up the English side and then proceeded to sound out the Korean side. My wife was blown away by this so Susan explained to her dumbfounded mother that she had taught herself the Korean alphabet in her spare leisure time. She then wrote out a thank you note to the restaurant staff in Korean. To be clear again, she's never had instruction in this language. 


Sewing:
 Sweetling made, from scratch, an outfit for a costume contest at a local convention and won the award for her age category. (She is the young Amelia Pond from Doctor Who.)

She is also working on sewing a plush octopus character featured on a series of youtube vidoes. However, this project is not completed yet, and I am told that Tako Luka doesn't want her picture taken until she is finished.


More Art: 
Sweetling continues to draw anime and manga characters in her free time. This is one she made to enter an online contest--

Music:
Sweetling has developed an interest in vocaloid technology.  While the software itself is pretty expensive, Sweetling found out about and got permission to download a free trial version that she could use for a few days. In that short time, she figured out how to use the software, wrote her own lyrics and music for several songs, and programmed the voice software to sing her songs. I am not as techno savy as my daughter, and I have no earthly idea how to access the saved mp3 files she made of this experience. (Sweetling to the rescue! I'm told that clicking this link will play the song automatically. The song starts at the 7 second mark, so be patient.)

Tae Kwon Do:

Sweetling earned her black belt in January of 2012 and this school year moved into the advanced belt class. She also competed in a small in-school tournament in February of this year. She placed in her group, but as the prize she brought home was chocolate, which she doesn't care for, she wasn't super-excited about her reward.

 Construction:

Sweetling participated in the teen and adult division of an Awana pine car derby and placed third in a design category for her "Ride from Outer Space".

This summer, Sweetling went on a youth mission trip where her group undertook service projects in rural Pennsylvania. She used some power tools for the first time and helped in the construction of a deck...

painted a trailer home....

and helped build a bird house from the leftover scraps of wood.

Last, as a capstone to our year our family took a three week trip to several important/historical sites in the east. We visited--

• Colonial Williamsburg
• The Pentagon
• The U.S Capital Building
• Arlington Cemetary
• The International Spy Museum
• The Smithsonian Museum of Natural History
• The Smithsonian Air and Space Museum
• Gettysburg Battlefield and Memorial
• Independence Hall in Philedelphia
• Hershey, PA
• a piece of the Atlantic Boardwalk in Wildwood NJ
• Shofusu Japanese House and Garden 

There is way too much to sum up here. That trip has its own series of blog posts, which I am still in the process of writing. A friend of ours called it "The Patriot Tour".

Minecraft Fever

This post could also be titled...

Why our family just spent a four day weekend playing Minecraft for hours on end.

or....

Why my sink is full of dirty dishes.

or....

Why even the ten year old got to stay up past 2 am two nights in a row.

Some background.

We are continually looking for fun family activities, especially games that we can play together. Over the years we've played MarioParty on the Wii and MarioKart on the Wii. We've played Munchkin, and own several versions and expansion packs of the Munchkin game. We've played Fluxx in the original and in variations. We've tried a family Pathfinder game, but that wasn't a favorite of the kids.

Within the past couple of months, Toa of Boy has developed a real interest in Minecraft. So, when he came to me and said, "You know, some families play Minecraft together," I knew we should look into it.

My impression of Minecraft, prior to playing it was that you dug around under a mountain to find certain blocks that you carried to the surface and put together to make other things with. Not really my idea of a good time.

But, we have a rule in our family that it isn't always about you. We have to take turns in choosing activities, movies, vacation destinations, field trips, etc. Even if the activity wasn't the one you wanted, we all try it and we all try to enjoy it...and in this way we support each others interests.

So, the Jedi found a tutorial video for him and I to watch, and we each played through the free demo version.

From that I learned that my initial understanding of Minecraft was way over-simplified.

In Minecraft, you start out in a wilderness setting with no tools and no supplies. You have a certain amount of daylight (10 minutes real time) to gather some basic supplies, find shelter, find coal for a fire, and hole up for the night. Because at night, unless you are playing on 'peaceful' mode, monsters come out. The first few days are all about simply surviving. You have both a health meter and a hunger meter. You need to stay safe, find food, and work towards improving your circumstance. Its a tricky process at first.

The Jedi and I watched the tutorials and played the demo version on Wednesday, July 3rd. Sweetling was away all week on a youth mission trip/service project, so it seemed that this was the perfect time to participate in an activity that Toa wanted us to try.

On the morning of the 4th I woke up and the Jedi was carrying a large case through the bedroom into the "server room". I asked what it was and he said it was going to be a new server for a family Minecraft world. (Just so the reader knows, one does NOT need a separate computer or a dedicated server to play the game. We are just, um, crazy in some ways.)

The Jedi found and loaded up this amazing, immense world.

Mostly to humor me, we agreed to set the world to 'peaceful', until we had a decent shelter built and had a steady food source.

We were far to busy to take 'before' screenshots of the little valley we found to start our camp in. We were so busy, in fact, that we were playing from around ten in the morning till 2:30 a.m.

Friday we woke up, walked the dog, got breakfast, and got busy. We turned off the 'peaceful' setting that day.

I can't tell you how cool this game is. From a homeschooling mom standpoint...the game promotes teamwork and co-operation, strategy and planning, creativity and perseverance. But most importantly, its just out and out great fun.

From nothing, and in the face of adversity, here's what we've built....

The front of our stronghold. Toa of Boy found the materials and figured out how to make a moat of fire. Inside there is a staircase that leads to the top crenelation so that you can stand there and look around. The front door is now an iron door that has a button to push to open it from the outside, and presser plate that you step on inside to automatically open it. Again, Toa of Boy made them.

This is from the rooftop looking down at the monster who is so sad that he can't reach me. Tee hee.

Here are some of the inside shots of our house. Currently, we have three levels, plus a basement, and mining tunnels underneath, AND two different rooftop levels. Most of the interior was designed and built by Toa.

Living area...

Restaurant (behind the counter is a chest with stored food supplies and a crafting table for making recipes)...

Disco floor, because every home needs a disco floor...

Indoor floor garden, which Toa made just for me :)

There are several others, but those are my favorites.

Meanwhile, my major undertaking was a wheat farm. Each square of wheat yields one bundle of wheat. Three bundles of wheat yield one loaf of bread. At first, I just planted the wheat next to a nearby pond and dug some irrigation trenches to keep it well watered. But harvesting and replanting the wheat one square at a time was taking up all my daylight, just to keep us fed. I told the Jedi that this wasn't a game, this was a job! I thought there had to be a better way to do this. So I searched online, and I found some youtube videos on automatic wheat harvesters. One in particular had a nice step by step guide on how to build one.

I got to work, and I built three.

I built the fence around them to keep the cows and pigs from wandering in and trampling the wheat. It also helps to keep monsters out at night. (Also, the base of each harvester is a trench filled with water. The soil that the wheat is planted in is immediately above the water filled trench, so the water underneath keeps the wheat irrigated so that it will grow.)

At the top of each terraced row of wheat is a water reservoir. When it's time to harvest the wheat Toa of Boy goes up and breaks the dirt block which act like a plug for the water. The water flows down and sweeps the ripe wheat and the wheat seeds into a trench at the bottom of the row. I stand there and collect the wheat and seeds. Then its a quick mater to replant.

Pretty sweet, right?

The Jedi devoted a great deal of his time to mining and crafting tools, weapons, and armor for us each. When he had us equipped with the best armor and weapons possible, he turned his attention to exploring the world. (He and Toa of Boy walked to the seacoast, built boats, and sailed down the coast to see what else they could find. When they came back home, they came back stocked with all sorts of rare and valuable minerals and supplies.)

The also built a set of stairs up the mountain behind our stronghold.

The stairs are connected to the top level of our roof and lead to a watchtower which the Jedi built on the top of the mountain.

Check out the view from the mountain stairs.

There are some materials you can only get from killing monsters. String (to make bows) can only be gotten from killing a spider. Carrots and potatoes are dropped by zombies (don't ask me why). Once you get one carrot or one potato, you can plant it and grow seeds to make more. Anyway, at night sometimes Toa and the Jedi go out monster hunting for certain supplies. I watch from the castle roof and yell helpful things like, "Behind you!"

During the daylight hours I'm working on making a giant waterslide down the face of the mountain. When it's finished, I'll post screenshots of that. I know you all can't wait for that.

For those of you who had read my recent Facebook updates and wondered what in the world I was talking about, I hope this answers some of your questions.

Now, if we can just talk Sweetling into joining us in this insanity constructive bonding time.

Menu Plan

Monday: Chicken Alfredo

Tuesday: Cheddarwurst, corn on the cob, cantaloupe

Wednesday: Beef and Pineapple Kabobs








Thursday Lunch: Combo of this recipe and these instructions

Thursday: Pan Fried Pork Chops, baked sweet potatoes

Friday: leftovers for dinner
Gaming snack: Jalapeno Popper Dip

 Saturday: Bacon Omelets
Putting all the ingredients on the table, people can grab what they want. I'll have to cook up each omelet separately, but I can do that.

Sunday: Ree's Favorite Sandwich. This is a menu for just me. I'll put all the ingredients on the table, and everyone can put whatever they want on their sandwiches, then I'll grill them all up.

Philly Trip: Day 5....Greatest Military on Earth

Thursday, May 30th

Before we left on our trip, the Jedi had emailed a long time friend from childhood and beyond who is now a Lt. Col. in the AirForce and is stationed in DC. The Jedi said that we would be in D.C for a few days and that we would love to get together with him and his family at some point if they were available. The Lt. Col emailed back that they'd love to see us and oh, by the way, would we like a private tour of the Pentagon?

Um...YES!!!!!!

Yesterday, while we were in Gettysburg, the Lt. Col emailed the Jedi to tell us that he would be at our hotel at O Nine Hundred. I asked the Jedi to warn the Lt Col that I didn't do any times that started with O- anything, especially in the morning and that, in fact, all my times ended in "-ish". The Jedi gave me a *look* and I don't think that tidbit got passed along.

The Lt. Col did indeed show up at 0900. We were almost ready. I count that as a victory.

The Lt. Col was last stationed in Alaska, so we immediately got an Alaskan license plate. Then, in the staff parking lot for the Pentagon, we managed to find almost every other state that we still needed, including 2 from Hawaii!

It was supposed to be a really hot day, so we visited the outdoor 911 first.

That was more powerful and more moving than I was prepared for. The designer for the memorial was inspired. Located on the exact site where the plane struck, the memorial contains 184 "bench" monuments, one for each life that was lost there. These are arranged on time lines according to the year of the individuals birth.

Under each small monument is a reflecting pool, which create rippling movements of light and shadow on the metal underside of each monument. The orientation of the monument indicates whether the person was in the Pentagon or on the plane when the tragedy occured.

The person's name is inscribed on the end of their marker. Standing at the end of the marker, reading the name and facing the Pentagon indicates the person was in the Pentagon. Standing at the end of the marker, reading the name, and facing away from the Pentagon indicates the person had been on the plane. The lines that all the bench monument make indicates the direction of the incoming plane.

It was so sobering to walk through the field of markers, knowing that these were lives lost and destinies forever entwined in a single, tragic moment of time.

Cameras are not permitted inside the Pentagon.  So, no pictures for my blog!

The Pentagon itself is just immense. It contains 7 floors and 5 concentric rings along its five sides to make 17.5 miles of corridors. Each corridor that we walked down (and we walked down a LOT of corridors), was its own museum. Each hallway told the story of an aspect of a branch of our military. There is way too much for me to list it all, so I'll highlight what really stood out to each of us.

• Toa of Boy--two wall display of models of all the airforce vehicles from the Wright brothers flyer to modern day. Also, Tos of Boy bought an attack helicopter in the huge gift shop. It has a moving gun on its bottom, and it lights up and makes noises.

• Sweetling--also was impressed by the model plane display. She also enjoyed the walls upon walls of military themed paintings created by service men and women. The hallway denoting a few of the humanitarian missions of the military was really cool as well.

• Me--The 911 memorial was so profound. I also appreciated the photos and accounts of the bravery of medal of honor recipiants. One of the airforce hallways had a wall for "outstanding airmen", where each year 12 enlisted men and women from many different departments are selected to be honored for their excellence in carrying out the day to day jobs of the air force.

• The Jedi, of course, was all about the historical displays, but he also really appreciated those that emphazed what our ground forces hve gone through.

We had lunch in the center courtyard cafe at the Pentagon. That was a Bucket List moment for the Jedi.

From the Pentagon, we rode the Metro over to Arlington Cemetary. This was my first experience with a subway (and Toa's). We had a lesson, which we reviewed often, about what to do if anyone got separated from the family on the subway.

Things we wish we knew about Arlington ahead of time....water bottles are permitted. Bring them. Hats are a good idea. I saw some women with sun umbrellas. That was a brilliant idea on their part.

At Arlington, we paid our respects at the tomb of the unknown soldier

and were fortunate enough to witness several ceremonial presentations of wreaths.

And, since we were visiting on the anniversary of the original "Decoration Day", which later bacame Memorial Day, we went to the first part of a Decoration Day Ceremony held in the old ampitheater, which was constructed just for that purpose and has been the location of Decoration Day Ceremony every May 30th for the past 145 years.

From the ampitheater we walked to the nearby Tomb of the Unknown Civil War soldier. The inscription on the monument read,

 "Beneath this stone repose the bones of two thousand one hundred and eleven unknown soldiers gathered after the war from the fields of Bull Run and the route to the Rappahannook. Their remains could not be identified, but their names and deaths are recorded in teh archives of their country; and its grateful citizens honor them as of their noble army of martyrs: May they rest in peace."

Three things impressed us most about Arlington. It's sheer size is on a scale that is difficult to imagine. It is like the Grand Canyon. The mind can only absorb a part of it through pictures, its another thing entirely to be there....and then to know that you have only seen a small portion of it.

See the white fields in the distance of the photo? Those are more headstones.

Second, the amount of reverence and respect demonstrated at the Tomb of the Unknown is just ........ That is another thing that a person must be present in order to fully appreciate.

Lastly, and most touching, was the number of graves with personal momentos recently placed on them. Flowers across the top of the headstones were common. Also common were small rocks, some with written words like "hero", placed and balanced on top of the grave stones. At one grave, a woman knelt and made a rubbing of the gravestone of a loved one or a family member.

After Arlington, everyone was quiet. Not only were we hot and tired, but the experience was a sobering one. We Metro'd back to the hotel. The Jedi went down the hall, got ice, and filled up everyone's waterbottle. Then he went out and got Chinese and brought it back to the hotel for us.

We showered and crashed for the night.

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Philly Trip: Day 4......Colonial Williamsburg!

Wednesday, May 29th

This was definitely one of the stops I was personally looking forward to the most. And if I were clever enough to through in a couple more -ly suffixes in that first sentence, you know I would.

Because we had gotten in late after a long drive and an exhausting, but tremendously fun pool time, and because the day was going to be hot and long, we took our time getting out the hotel in the morning. Consequently, we got in the van at 10:24. It was already 85 degrees and sunny.

While the Jedi checked us out of the hotel. I took pictures of the kids. Cause that's what I do.

In the parking lot of the visitor's center, we drove up and down the rows spotting license plates for our traditional state license plate spotting game. Between the ones we had spotted on the highway over memorial day weekend and the ones we found in the parking lot, we only needed seven or so plates to have spotted all fifty states.

This has nothing to do with license plates, but someone was nice enough to get a picture of the four of us together in front of the visitor's center. It's the only picture I have of us together from the whole trip, so it's precious...

Colonial Williamsburg was indeed hot. But it was also way cool. I loved it. (I think it was a little hot, and a little too long for the kids to completely love it.)

Trip tips for others planning on visiting (things we had wished we had known).

• Hats are a must. Get a sun hat or a ball cap for each person in your family. Wear them. There are lots of big shady trees, but on a bright sunny summer day in a southern state, you will want a hat to shade your eyes and head.
• Sunscreen is also a must.
• Water bottles are allowed in the village. Bring at least one for each person and plan on refilling it. Carry a backpack or two to put them in.
• Admission tickets are expensive BUT, if you are traveling on a tight budget, tickets aren't required to walk around the town, enter some of the shops, or watch the outdoor dramas. Tickets are required for the shuttle bus, most of the participatory and demonstration shops, and any indoor tours, dramas, or events. We did tickets and I found them worth it, but if tickets were outside of our budget, a partial experience would be better than none.
• Food is also expensive. I don't know what the rules or regulations are about bringing in food. Certainly no one inspected any of our bags at any time. A huge cooler on wheels wouldn't work on the crushed shell walkways anyway, but some lunch items in backpacks would probably go unnoticed and be fine.
• The cool stuff closes at 5. (And well before 5, you and your family will be beat.) Plan on getting there early and take a mid day break if needed.

Our favorite things in Colonial Williamsburg--

Sweetling got a tri-cornered hat to add to her collection. (Photo in the gardens of the Governor's Mansion. We started our time in Williamsburg with a tour of the mansion. I highly recommend it.)

Toa of Boy, and Sweetling too, got to help stomp the mud for bricks. (There were lots of trade craftsmen demonstrating how things were made and done at the time. We visited many of them...but this was, for obvious reasons, a boy favorite.)

Mommy loved the costumed characters.

They stayed in character all day. They would walk down the street discussing issues of the times with each other.

One gentleman advised me to make sure I took Sweetling to her harpsichord lesson, since that was the way to ensure she could be matched with a good husband.

The Jedi loved the fife and drum parade at the end of the day. (Which we only have a video of. Videos don't load as gracefully on my blog as I would like, so I'm just going to save myself the frustration of messing with.)

We left Colonial Williamsburg at 5:58 and found a Dairy Queen to get some Blizzards (and a few chicken fingers and onion rings as a light dinner.) I couldn't manage even a small blizzard, so I ordered a "mini" Blizzard. Toa of Boy patted me on the back and said, "That's ok, Mommy. You are just a cute little thing."

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