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Monday, October 24, 2016

Beach Camping

Last year, we tried something new with our family.  We all went camping.... at the beach.  We enjoyed it so much that we reserved spots for this year and did it again!

Here's the thing about beach camping:  packing is a bear.  You're packing to go camping - tents, sleeping bags, cooking gear, food, all the stuff.  BUT.  You're also packing to go to the beach - towels, swimsuits, beach toys, portable shade (for me!), sunscreen, all the stuff.

So by the time your ready to actually roll out of the driveway, you basically have half your house packed to go with you and it's time to find a place to cram all the people. 

It's a really good thing that being there is so fun because getting ready to go is nothing short of exhausting. 

But get there, we did!  And with the added bonus of friends!  16 people, 14 bikes, 6 coolers, 5 days of vacation, 4 tents, 2 vans, 1 trailer, 2 campsites, and a partridge in a pear tree.  Florida has beautiful state parks and we enjoyed the scenery, the short bike ride to the beach, the shuffle board courts, and the freedom to just relax.  Plus we took a day trip to another state park, Eden Gardens.  Just gorgeous!  

Sarah Grace as a Mermaid

Daniel and Lucy

Lizzie

Eden Gardens

Lillianna, Anna, and Lucy

Anna spent a fair portion of the week learning to cartwheel.  I have lots of pictures of her upside down with her legs thrown in the air and haphazard angles!

The younger crew stayed closer and were easier to get pictures of.  The older kids walked up and down the beach looking for beach life and played out in the waves for hours at a time. 

Meal time was fun.


The little girls kept us in supply of treasures to use as centerpieces for the tables. 

The only picture I took of Thomas - he was so rarely to be found sitting still!

Sarah Grace and Caroline.  These two girls loved their 'extended sleep over'! 

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Managing the Money

When Joshua and I got married, we had no idea how to really handle our income.  We spent what we earned and vaguely thought of a savings account.  "Budget" was a dirty word, and even if we'd realized it wasn't, we didn't understand how to implement one.

We knew we wanted to carefully consider finance training with our children, but we weren't 100% sure where to start.    

Joshua and I agreed that we don't really want to pursue the route of 'doing chores equals income'.  We want our children to understand that our house is a blessing and we should care for it as such, making it honoring to those who live here and all those who visit.

In short, we aren't willing to pay them to keep their rooms clean, help stack dishes, or wipe down the bathroom.  We deem these things as a necessary part of being a responsible human.  We wanted more than 'just do your chores' to factor into the allowance equation.

But that left us with still no idea how to allot money to them.  It's challenging to teach monetary responsibility when it's all theoretical and no practical.

When the kids started getting old enough to want their own pocket change so they could make their own purchases, I turned to the ever-reliable Internets to explore how those who had gone before us handled 'allowances'.

Y'all, the Internets had a lot to say about How You Should(n't) Pay Your Child and Why You Should(n't) Pay Your Child.  It was oh.vur.well.ming.

You know how when you read parenting books and this paragraph resonates bigly but this paragraph is just so far beyond all that makes sense that you wonder why you ever picked up that book to begin with?  Well, how and why you do or don't pay your kids is the same way.  We took in a ga-jillion different perspectives, gleaned the parts we liked the bestest, modified it all to fit our family, then jumped in.

The three older children have a jar.  Each jar contains 30 one dollar bills.  We keep these jars sitting in the middle of our school room table, highly visible to their owners.  The kids have the opportunity to keep all those dollars or lose them based on choices that are either responsible or irresponsible.

The thought here is that one day, these not-as-little-as-they-once-were people of mine will go out into the world and get jobs.  In the workforce, your boss doesn't sit down with you and tell you he'll pay you 'x' amount for this task and 'x' amount for that task.  He agrees to pay you an hourly wage.  If you don't do your job well and right, you lose it.  Responsible people do their jobs well and right and have an income to show for it.

So now we had to define what our kids' jobs were.  In our family, the job of the kid is to do their daily chores using initiative (making the first move without being asked) and diligence (working hard to accomplish a task).   To be thorough (completing a job all the way) in school assignments.  To responsibly (doing what they know they should do) see to self-care.

As children meet these daily expectations, they keep their dollar.  Obviously, there is room for grace and mercy from Joshua and I.  We all have bad days, and on those days, we look at the heart of the child to determine whether the dollar stays or gets pulled.  

On payday, I sit down with the kids and we count out the ones that are remaining in their jars.  They are required to put 10% of the full thirty (even if they actually get less than that at the end of the month) into savings and another 10% of the full thirty towards giving.  As I give them their spending money, I always ask if they want to put any extra into savings or giving.  Then I record their savings in our record log.

Here's the part this kids love:  At the end of each quarter, Joshua and I make a deposit into their savings account equal to everything they've put into savings that quarter.  Realistically, we'll have to cap that at some point, but for now, it's so fun for them to see their savings matched dollar for dollar and their account grow.

After the first month or so, Anna began to understand what was going on and really wanted in on the action.  We have a set amount for her each month, though not as much as the older three, and she has proven to be our most frugal child.  She puts into savings only the minimum amount, but she then pockets the rest. And then, aside from the occasional pack of gum, she just lets it accumulate.  She's saving for something, but she doesn't know what yet. 

Naturally, Daniel needed to have his own savings envelope and record log.  We put two dollars a month into his savings for him and he keeps a dollar in the wallet that his brother gave him.  It's the same dollar from month to month usually, but he's just thrilled to have his own money.  When he is old enough to cycle into the game, he will have a little bit in his saving account to give him a boost.

This money that the kids are saving?  It's for down the road.  Unless they break a window or lose a library book, the money is untouchable for now.  There will be trips and big ticket items the kids are interested in as they travel into their teen years.  This particular savings account is to help with things of that nature.

There have been a few tweaks along the way.  I'm positive there will be more at the kids get older.  But for this moment, this is what is working quite well for us.  I'm so thankful to be able to do this with them and I look forward to studying stewardship with them in another couple of years.  I want my kiddos to walk out into the world as young adults with a mindset of money management rather than managed by money.

Here's to a plan to start with...

Monday, August 01, 2016

8.1.16

The baby.  He winds us around his little fingers so intricately, ensnaring us in his clever charms, ensuring forever our laughter and devoted love.

What I really mean is, 'This kid, y'all. He kills me!'

And I come back for more.


Currently, we're in the midst of the Great Belt Crisis.  Kid loves him a belt.  He slips it through (most of) the loops and has a knack for buckling it somewhere off to the side.  His zipper is usually down and his shirttail gets shoved in the band of his underwear in some places, between the belt and the actual pants in others, but rarely between the pants and the underwear.  On a particularly stellar day, the shirt is right side out and the tag is in the back.

The shoes are forever on the wrong feet.

The problem with the belt is that, while he can get it on and buckled, he can't unbuckle it when he needs to go potty.  This throws us into crisis mode as he yelps and flails about in the bathroom looking for all the world like a rabid dancer.

It's tough to be five.


He's so little still.  But don't tell him that.  One of his favorite people in the whole world is one of the young lifeguards at our pool.  In appearances, they remind me of Chester and Spike, though Lifeguard David is not surly at all.

He's got a string of young female lifeguards enchanted with his goofy grin and sweet heart. In fact, there's a wedding in the planning with his favorite, sweet Gracie. He's pronounced her his 'marrying girl'. I'm not sure he asked - in fact, I am of the understanding that he informed her of their pending nuptials. We've got some work to do with this young man...

Actually, a lot of work. He announced to Amy, another female lifeguard that she was his girlfriend and when Amy defended her friend Gracie and the supposed engagement of Daniel to Gracie, Daniel replies with "She's just my marrying girl. You're my girlfriend."

Words fail me.