Waldorf Wednesday #32


Happy Waldorf Wednesday!

Doogie birthday
Birthday Boy!

Wait, what’s that you say? It’s Thursday? In the real world, perhaps, but in my world, where I wandered about yesterday thinking it was Tuesday and then panicked and tried to take my kid to a piano lesson that didn’t exist? Today is Wednesday.

Please tell me this happens to other people.

It’s all my fault, of course. Since I’ve suddenly decided to have a life, my dance card has become a lot fuller than it was before. Carmen rehearsals, voice lessons, trips to the gym—and this is all besides the normal activities of six homeschooling children. Throw in all the end-of-the-year performances and a mama who is too busy to take 10 minutes to get organized, and you have a week with two Tuesdays and no Wednesday.

Waldorf Wednesday #30

Matthew and I making cherry blossom prints

Happy Waldorf Wednesday!

So, wow! 30 weeks of Waldorf Wednesday! I will say I’m starting to question the Waldorf part of Waldorf Wednesday. Not that I’m questioning the efficacy of Waldorf education—not at all! Rather, I’ve seen the term Waldorf used all too many times as a club to beat other mothers about the head – That’s not Waldorf! You’re doing it wrong!—rather than a goal or a standard that we’re all striving towards. At the risk of sounding heretical, my deepest wish in that we’d live in a post-Waldorf world. One that was beyond labels and instead trusted every mother is trying to give her child the gentlest, most loving, most magical childhood possible. And then, when we did see others making choices we might not agree with, to extend to them the same grace, mercy, and love we would extend our own children. But, as I tell my own little ones, if wishes were piggies, bacon would always be on sale…

I have seen man in his deepest form ,
I know the world down to its depth.
I know that love and love alone gives meaning to the world,
And that I am here to grow evermore in love.
My arms I spread as He has done,
Wanting, like Him, to embrace the whole world.
(Christian Morgenstern, “Wir fanden einer Pfad.”)

Waldorf Wednesday #27

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Happy (almost too late) Waldorf Wednesday and HAPPY SPRING!!!!

Although you would never know if from the snowflakes that have been dancing around here today. *grump*

I said on Facebook we’d be up “later today” and this is much later than we thought.

But you see, our day went like this:

Late wake up (because we didn’t get home from the theater until after 11 and everyone was still awake!)

Out for doughnuts (because… well, you don’t need a reason to go out for doughnuts, do you)

"I Never": Parenting version!

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Remember that college drinking game, I never?

Oh, stop lying. You know you played. You probably just don’t remember it clearly.

Someone would say “I never…” and then tack on a true statement about something outlandish they’ve done. And then everyone else who had done the same outlandish thing would have to take a giant gulp of whatever cheap beer was the only thing you could afford. As the night went on and the keg level lowered, the “I never” statements got progressively more ridiculous, and yet there was always someone else taking a drink right along with you.

I know I am not alone in feeling completely helpless about the events in Sandy Hook. The day it happened, my husband looked at me and said “You just want to jump in the car and drive to Connecticut and help someone, don’t you.”

I responded by bursting into tears.

Obviously, dropping everything and driving to Connecticut would not be a good solution, for us or for the good people there. But there is something you can do. And the best part about this? You can share the project with your children without talking about the shooting.

Everyone has a favorite Shel Silverstein poem! Mine was Helping, probably because it was on the Free to Be, You and Me record and, being a true child of the 70s, I listened to that album on my Shaun Cassidy record player all the time.

Agatha Fry, she made a pie
And Christopher John helped bake it.
Christopher John, he mowed the lawn
And Agatha Fry helped rake it.

Now, Zachary Zugg took out the rug
And Jennifer Joy helped shake it.
Then Jennifer Joy, she made a toy
And Zachary Zugg helped break it.


I am against individuals and for persons.
~ Martin Buber

From the time we first feel our babies move within the womb, we have dreams about what that little bean will grow to become. Above all else, we want our child to discover his Self—that person he or she is meant to be, the one who is unique to all the world. Indeed, Abraham Maslov in his famous hierarchy of needs describes self-actualization as the highest goal.

The Biggest Loser: Give up a bad habit and gain the world

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There are lots of books, programs, and schemes out there promising big results.

Eat this, and you’ll lose the weight!

Drink this, and you’ll have more energy!

Buy this, and it will change your world!

But results are only as good as your resolve, and sometimes it’s hard to trade off something that feels really good, even if in the end it isn’t so very good for us.