For the first summer in a long time, I am not researching curriculum or making lesson plans. The laminator is unplugged; the handwriting posters are packed away. Big changes are underway at the Nebel house of learning… Jonas and Susannah are enrolled for the fall at Maximilian Montessori Academy. If
I told Jonas yesterday that, ever since my 19th birthday, I’ve celebrated every single one of my birthdays with his Daddy. He grinned. He flashed me a thumbs-up. Then he solemnly observed, “That’s a LOT of birthdays.” Yeah, little guy, it totally is. I’m okay with that. This is 33,
After baths, I always blow-dry Susannah’s hair. She almost always asks me to “make it poofy.” I have tried everything I can think, over the months, only to have every hairstyle rejected. Some with crying, even, and heartbroken wails of “that’s NOT poofy!” Tonight I had an epiphany when she made
I overhear some cute conversations. Tonight, S helped A fall asleep. (I have NO idea why this worked, but apparently it did.) Abigail: [sad string of baby babbling] Susannah: Abi? Abigail: Yeh? Susannah: I can’t get you out. Abigail: Yeh. ……..silence……..
Earlier this morning, I posted this on Facebook: It’s been keeping me up at night for the last few days. It’s constantly on my back burner. And I truly don’t know the “right” answer for us, yet. Some of the possibilities we’ve talked about: (1) Preschool at Settle Memorial. They
It’s only four weeks until Christmas break! So far this school year, I’ve been planning one or two weeks of lessons at a time. (That was usually how I did things when I taught public school, too. Planning bigger blocks of time inevitably led to frustration when we’d miss an
MICHELLE NEBEL
I write about faith and theology, family and organizational tips. Always a planner at heart, I’m also a Bible study teacher and community volunteer. This is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!
