Homeschool Co-op Day | Day 27


So there’s this one memory I have of our home before our last one – in West Virginia.

Chris and I had been married a few weeks; Election Day was around the corner. And the President was coming to town!

So we decided to head down to the local highschool (one of two total in the town) and pile into the football stadium with everyone else.

Some country music was playing; most everyone was in good spirits. And camo.

Right before the President walked out in the center of the field, the crowd broke out into song – the loudest, yet reverent, most passionate I’ve ever heard a football stadium full of people sing.

It was as if John Denver was singing about the country roads in person right along with everyone else.

We didn’t know the song, but felt this sense of due diligence to learn it quickly so we could fit in.

A similar moment happened to Kami and I today.

In our homeschool Co Op, I get to teach the 5 and 6 year olds. Today we talked a bit about birds.

So here I was feeling all super teacher-ish setting up the best bird scene I could. Complete with some bird soundtracks playing from the trees. Like the sounds were coming from the trees! I mean, really.


Then the kids came in and colored some pictures. And hung them in the trees. All under the sounds of exotic rain forest birds. And the swaying branches (from the AC vents) of fake church trees.

My word they were all practically growing feathers and wings right there in all this authentic-ness.


Then I pulled out a Waldorf style tray of bird beak-ish tools. To demonstrate my knowledge of all things bird beak-ish of course. (Trust me, this is going somewhere….)


The kids got to see how different beaks make eating different kinds of foods possible. And they got to eat a few sunflower seeds and goldfish crackers.

For each type of beak, I had a photo on the iPad for the kids to see the real life illustrations of each of the beak types.

Even Woody Woodpecker made an appearance.

See. What a lesson!

Then, we get to the birds with tearing beaks.

“Here’s the example, kids! It’s an eagle! This is America’s nation….”

And the kids all broke out into song. Passionate. Reverent. Harmonious. Five year olds. Without prompting or cuing. Straight up.


I stared.

Then tried three times to regain control. So I gave up.

And grabbed my camera for the last few seconds.

Didn’t even know they had a song. <— said in my best southern accent

Even teachers learn new things.

I guess you don’t mess with the Eagles.


This post is part of a 31 day series called Fall in Philadelphia. If this is your first stop along the way, I am so glad you’re here and I hope today’s post brought you a little warmth and coziness. This journey is best taken from the very beginning as each day’s posts are pretty much *live* as I’m living a journey of leaving the deep South (my entire life!) and jumping into the big city. All of the blog posts in this series will be linked together on the Fall in Philadelphia landing page. Click here to be taken there.  Thanks for stopping by!

Fall in Philadelphia


About Kim

I am a sinner, miraculously saved by grace, living by faith, and pressing toward the mark of being more like Christ. I absolutely love being a stay-at-home mom! I'm also a caterer for a few weddings throughout the year, a baker, and a party planner. And I love to play in other people's kitchens as well as my own! My husband, Chris, just finished his studies for his MA degree in Pastoral Studies. He's a wonderful (and super smart!) daddy - and the most loving and supportive husband. My two beautiful daughters, Chloe and Kami, are the joys of our lives! We pray that they both would be greatly used of the Lord. Throughout their short time here on earth, we have learned so much about ourselves, our God, and the gratefulness we have towards our own parents, who raised us in the ways of God's Word. Our third unborn child is a blessing as well - even after its recent pre-diagnosis of Trisomy 18, or Edwards Syndrome. This blog has kinda turned into a little journal of sorts of our dark journey down this rather uncommon road. I stay busy cooking, cleaning, gardening, and raising the plants I killed back to life, and homeschooling. I blog when get the chance. :) We are always happy to have visitors, so please stop by anytime! Although, if you do give us a call first, we'll make sure to have some fresh cookies and sweet tea available when you arrive!

6 responses »

  1. Yes, even teachers learn new things! I am a former teacher of English. Your writing made me want to learn more about your journey from the south to the city (not that the south doesn’t have cities, but you know what I mean). So, I’ll have to come back and start at the beginning. 🙂

  2. Oh yeah, you must learn the words to that song if you’re going to really become a true resident of Ohilly:) really enjoying reading all about your adventures:)

  3. That is hilarious! A few days after we moved here I asked my husband which sport the Eagles played! Ha! I must admit that I have considered buying a jersey so that I can get 5% off from wearing it to the store on game days!

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