We were sitting on the couch today, the kiddos enjoying a little TV-time, and I was multi-tasking between them and poking around on my computer. Out of the corner of my eye I see a furry little movement that I was not expecting to see. As I turned my head to look, I see the tiny face of a little mouse-friend hanging on my curtain and looking out at me.
It was cute, but EWWWWWWW!
So I called my husband. Thinking he might take the 20-minute drive home from work (where he is not free to come and go as he pleases, of course), and take care of said rodent. Oh, that was not to be. When I called him up to tell him about our mouse discovery, he quickly let me know that *I* was in charge of getting rid of it. EEK!
Without going into too much (comic!) detail, I managed to coax it into an empty cereal box, taped the top with some masking tape and rounded up the kiddos into the car. Of course the 2-year-old was in nothing but her diaper because despite how often I try to keep her in clothes she insists on freeing herself from them. So we had to hastily dress her, of course.
With everyone in the car, strapped in properly, we began our journey to find the mouse a new home. My boy had the mouse-in-a-box near him and was making sure it wouldn’t chew through it on our trip. (I had hamsters when I was a kid – I knew those rodents would chew and chew if given the opportunity!).
I remembered reading somewhere long ago that if you release a mouse too close to your home, that they will find their way back to you. Like a homing pigeon. Seriously. I thought I had read that distance you needed to go was outside a 10 mile radius. Of course, though I was clocking 10 miles on my odometer, I had to remind myself that driving 10 miles wasn’t the same as being outside a 10-mile-radius. So there was some guess-work and a little extra driving involved!
Our new vocabulary word for today was unpopulated or less-populated as we were looking to re-home our mouse friend someplace that wasn’t right next to a bunch of other houses. I didn’t think those home owners would appreciate our gift too much. So we drove around until we found a place that was less populated, and I pulled over the car. My son and I got out, opened the box, and he dumped it over. Then asked “where did it go?”. UMMMM, WHAT?! Fortunately the little guy was just hiding inside the box, and probably clinging on for dear life. So he managed to get the mouse out, and even left him a Cheerio to eat (awww!).
Then we RAN to the car and quickly closed the doors, lest the thing try to follow us and hitch a ride home. ‘Cuz I’m sure they do that.
It was during this revelation that I realized that what we were doing was Life Schooling. We were finding learning in small, everyday ways. (I even took them to Wal Mart afterwards to do some grocery shopping where he helped me pick out our items, and even hefted the heavy plastic bags into my cart for me!)
I’m hoping with this new “label” for our schooling that I’ll get outside the curriculum-in-a-box mode and allow us to learn more naturally. Of course we’ll still follow the curriculum as our time and attention spans allow, but I’m not going to get quite so hung up on it.
Oh, and after our Great Mouse Adventure, I asked my son if he thought now would be a good time to read the Ralph S. Mouse series that Grandma had gotten him.
And the Bible story that I plan to teach for today?
34“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world. 35For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. 36I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.’
37“Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? 39When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’
Okay, so a mouse isn’t one of Christ’s brothers and sisters, but we can still apply the story and talk about kindness, wouldn’t you say?
Here’s my all-new page about my Life Schooling philosophy!
And since I was too busy trying to catch said mouse to take a picture, let’s borrow this one: