He was only two, nearing his third birthday, but in his mind, he was a giant. And in my heart too. Dressed in jeans and overalls, we became farmers. For a fun field trip, another homeschooling mom invited a group of us friends to her farm for a picnic. We relished ...

Motherhood is a series of letting goes. Mother and child—our lives together begin with a fragile strand linking one human heart to another, buried deep. But there is a knowing. God places babies between our arms and beneath our hearts, and we cradle them safely there. We feel every movement, ...

They marched in, one by one, through the crack in the floorboard and up the cupboard door. Crossing the counter, they advanced to the toaster and surveyed the harvest. “I’ll take that piece,” one said. “Need some help?” asked another. Their comrades, heading in the opposite direction, labored under their ...

Traditional schools can be torturous for young boys: sitting still for long periods, being quiet, doing lots of worksheets . . . The typical American classroom is not the ideal learning environment for our sons, especially in the early grades. With that in mind, we don’t need to replicate a ...