Indian week and savages

I don't know what happened this week, but every day was Indian day. Maybe it started out with Braden finding 3 feathers at a friend's house last night. Then Zach got the washable marker on Monday and did the face art work instead of sticking with his school work.

Braden used LOTS of scotch tape to hold his crookedly cut red band in place. He was ticked when Zach said the color was pink and almost refused to wear it until we convinced him it was red. Compared to his pink "C" for candy, this band was red but sometimes it did look like pink depending on the lighting. SHHH - we just didn't tell him.

And then he was happy to be wearing his headband of feathers.

We had all the little Injuns gathered around the table with laundry, the sewing machine, school work, dishes and what not plus their Daddy who came home later and ate his supper of lasagne and strawberry pie while ignoring all of us and talking on the phone with his brother.☺

I'm telling you, all week - every day these guys marked their faces. Zach got done with his math for the year on Wednesday and the girls were feverishly trying to get at least one subject done by Friday. Sometimes too much pushing causes us ALL lots of stress.

 

And lest you think we're a perfect family, I have a confession to make. My patience was very thin the past couple days. I had to get QuickBooks caught up, bills paid, taxes and paperwork done, emails to check, and then a little dawdling here and there. Plus it was just too nice to sit inside and do office work, but that had to be done.

All that combined with trying to be calm teaching school and in this case math to one of my children who just didn't GET IT was enough to send us sailing! I love math! This student hates it. So the frustrations were thick!

Frustrated because tomorrow was the deadline this particular one had set and it didn't go too well because they didn't understand the concept and that doesn't mix with trying to haste to get done with the difficult subject for the year.

And then math comes easy for me, hard for the other. How do you explain to one who has a hard time understanding? - Sometimes I just don't know how to do it! I could use any tips you have.

So there were some pretty upset people here: pillows, wads of paper, pens, and fists thrown at the stupid teacher - MOM!!! To top it all off, I was clobbered with a clown wig of green grass. I sat there and laughed. That made them madder.

All because this person was frustrated at none other but him/herself. I won't mention which one.

And this is a Christian home? Well sometimes like we've seen the past two days, we still have that old carnal nature to deal with. Let's get the savage fighting spirit of the Indians out of this house.

(Writing about Indians does not indicate that all are savage. I love these people and don't want to make them all appear that way. We all know better. It's that fighting spirit within man. We need to give up our will and submit it to Christ instead of that selfish nature taking control.)

The best remedy, read more of God's Word. That advice hits me hard. I haven't been immersing myself like I had been last week when I read through the whole book of Deuteronomy listening to the KJV dvd. I think I've let my guard down too much and that's when the old devil comes sneaking in. But I am glad to recognize this. Now you've seen us at our worst! At least I was honest with ya'll.

God, I need you more today than I did yesterday. ♪♫♪