Today the children taught me.
With their testimonies,
And simple kindnesses,
They humbled me.
I hope I can be as humble,
And as teachable,
As the children who teach me.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday School lessons.
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I doubt you need a description after the title.
The Poetess and her daughter
About The Poetess
- Aiden
- I'm a happily married stay at home mom. I love to write poetry, read, cook and be creative. My parents unschooled me, and my husband and I plan to unschool our two amazing children.
In case you get lost, here's a map.
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2009
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May
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- Adult session of Stake Conference with Elder Dalli...
- poetic horror
- Illusion
- Easier said than done.
- Egg
- Fishermanbait
- Sunday School lessons.
- Due South
- Stuff
- Sheeeeeeeee's Baaaaaaaack
- Late night reading
- Hat trick
- What are we doing again?
- Day is done, gone the sun.
- The great bumpersticker massacre
- Chopping it off
- Black dog and the slide. (the flying springboard)
- Housework
- Our yard
- Ode to a dead fish.
- Adjectively Alliterating Animals
- Yesterday's post for the Birthday Boy.
- It's that special time of year
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May
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