Issue six...

covers will come back from the printers' on Monday. Then, it's over twelve hours of folding, stapling, stamping, labeling, and mailing. Whew! I'm exhausted just thinking about it! It should be a wonderful issue, though. I've been meaning to publish a batch of articles that deal with the different forms of support. I didn't dream, though, that I would be able to find articles that encompassed so many different types of support: family, friends, local groups, e-groups, and conferences!

Publishing an unschooling magazine has been heartening in so many ways. I'm never at a loss for inspiration on my own unschooling journey, and I come into contact with so many wonderful people. It truly is a dream job, and I feel amazingly blessed.

This afternoon, Terry pulled up the dead tree in our backyard. Obviously, it died long before we moved in last year, but recently, it had begun to crack and split. He started to saw off the branches, then realized he could probably push it over. Yup. It didn't take much. Now, we're just left with a toppled tree to cut up and haul away (or keep for firewood - will it ever be chilly enough for fire-building?).

Kenzie has a cold, complete with fever. He's generally a very healthy child, partly due, I'm sure, to his not attending school. He's not used to feeling icky and lethargic, so he's been camped out in front of the television most of the day - Mystery Hunters, Popular Mechanics for Kids, Truth or Scare, Pokemon, etc. Children's television is amazing, now. No longer do kids (at least kids with cable or satellite) have to wait for Saturday morning cartoons. Now, even at 3 AM, there are cartoons on multiple channels! I'm not impressed with the quality of many of them, but when I was little, I loved The Smurfs, so I really can't complain. I still don't understand the rules for replacing words with "smurf" or "smurfy." Were there rules? The grammarian in me wants to know!