What Are You Thinking?
By Lynn, on October 3rd, 2008
It was such a fun day! The sun was shining. The air was crisp. The group of children moved en masse, laughing and talking, easily soaking up information from the tour guide while still engaging in the most childlike whispering and giggling.
I took a picture of the crowd, my eye gazing through the lens and watching the guide. It wasn’t until after I got home that I saw your face. Look at you. Lost in thought.
What were you thinking? Somehow, I don’t think it’s of our study of soil and trees and sunshine. It’s something different. I wish at that moment I had seen you and said, what are you thinking? I could have given you my requisite kiss on the forehead.
I suppose… No, I know. I know that you’ll have many serious thoughts to come that I’m not a party to. Many things you’ll have to work out on your own. My heart is programmed to kiss your forehead when you look like this, whether you’re 10 or 100. If only I could.
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool. The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
Contact Me 
I would  for you to leave a comment, but you can also e-mail me at lynn AT thehealthyhomeschool.com
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Wash away every tear and sadness and fill their heart with joy and confidence always! Oh… only if we could…
Yes, if only we could.
Lynn