Unhonesty, Dismodesty?

Sometimes it's not in knowing how to say the word but in learning the lesson.

A Lesson in Modesty

My daughter Grace, who is eight, wasn't...
How do I say this?...feeling good 'down yonder'?
and was embarassed to come and tell me. She did tell me, however, and everything turned out ok. I used this as an opportunity to explain to her about modesty and commended her for it, yet still wanted her to realize that it was important to come to me with 'those' kind of problems no matter how 'embarassing'.

Fast forward to late afternoon.

A Lesson in Honesty

I had told her that she couldn't watch a movie after doing her schoolwork until her room was cleaned up. But then our day was sidetracked by some unexpected errands we had to attend to and schoolwork got shelved (yes, pun intended!). We didn't get home until later in the afternoon. Of course, I forgot about her needing to clean her room. She then comes in after getting ready to pop in a DVD and says, "Mom, didn't you say I had to clean my room before I could watch a movie?" I said she was right and thanked her for her honesty. She knew I had forgotten, and she could just say she had forgotten but chose to be honest about it.

Fast forward to bedtime (btw, earlier during our errands, she got some pretty, new undies).
I'm in the bathroom getting ready for bed when Grace comes in and says, "I'm not trying to be unhonest, but look", and proceeds to lift up her nightie just high enough for me to see her pretty new undies! (I'm thinking, what does honesty have to do with her new panties? Oh, I get it!)
Unhonesty, Dismodesty, who cares? Lessons learned? Priceless! (I guess we did school after all.)

It's All She Got It Good!

Grace's Costume

First of all, I want to thank the Lord and all of you who prayed for Chelsie's knee. She was in horrible pain, and Doc said she had a torn Miniscus. A couple days later she said it wasn't hurting anymore. She even worked two 8-hour days in a row with no pain!

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For this first semester of Grace's homeschool year (3rd grade), we are centering her work around the books "Felicity, An American Girl" which is set in colonial times. It has been a fun and very interesting historical study. So it came as no surprise that she wanted to dress in the colonial period for Halloween.

Since I don't wield a needle and thread very well beyond the basics--hems & buttons--I started looking for something at the thrift stores that maybe my sister could alter. Instead, while we were pet-sitting, Reva made this cute dress complete with reversible cap and reversible pouch purse! Thank you, Reva!

This was Grace's first year to go 'trick or treating'. She went with her cousins, Mariah, Ethan and Evan. And of course they all scored with big bags of candy.

Halloween afternoon my sister, Grace and I drove over to Sunny's hometown (pop. 1200) for their annual Christmas Bazaar. Grace wanted to show her Gramies her new dress.

Reva stayed home and handed out candy dressed as a clown!

Grace with Reva, Amber (my niece)

and her kiddos, Mariah, Ethan and Evan.

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It's All Good!