Parenting is Hard Work

We feel like we have officially gone back to school. Surely we have since we spend at least 2 hours a night on homework. Stephen is struggling in grammar. His grammar is tough...there are things I don't even remember very clearly...this is the object of the preposition and all kinds of sentence structure stuff. I don't know that I diagrammed sentences until I was in high school. I will say that Stephen is excelling in Bible, history and science. I think after 3rd grade, he could teach Old Testament Survey...seriously. Sometimes I don't know the answer and I actually have to go look in the Bible to find it. How fun that is though!

Matthew is doing pretty well overall. His reading and math have improved. He is an eager learner, so he's definitely the easiest regarding homework. He still firmly holds the belief though that mom and dad don't know anything, because Mrs. W. has been doing math for over 50 years and she's older than you... and so on.

Elizabeth is doing exceptionally well in math. That's her strength, a huge surprise to all of us. She cannot learn phonics or spelling to save her life. It's pathetic. They've recommended speech therapy at this point. We hope once her tonsils are removed and she gets some teeth, the speech will improve. She cannot say "the" no matter how hard she tries. We are looking into some speech therapy.

Anyway, the real point of this post is to share Matthew's prayer journal. Maybe I'm invading some childhood privacy, but he left it on the table. I just love this!

Here's the translation.

Elizabeth will marry Callan.

My stomach will feel better.

Mary Chandler will marry me.

Stephen will marry Leah.

Mary Chandler will love me forever.

I will be perfect.

Sounds like good prayer requests to me!