This really surprised me, because I totally thought Paul’s love languages were quality time and acts of service. I never realized how much physical touch meant to him. Since it’s my least love language, I guess I’m going to have to make a special effort to “fill him up”! :-) In the same way, his least language – receiving gifts – is my primary one. No wonder I’m always complaining about it. :-) (Read mine here.) The Five Love Languages…
So I ended up getting a HORRIBLE headache yesterday and consequently promised blog post was not written. I was trying to avoid using my eyes, and computer is like the worst thing for when I have a headache. I am feeling better now, though. :-) I’m glad it went away on its own. The best feeling in the world is waking up without a headache when you went to sleep with your head aching. I have been enjoying the homeschool…
I thought this blog post was really interesting, about a study done on kids who were homeschooled and kids who were in traditional schooling all their lives. It was taken from psychology professor Richard G. Medlin’s article, “Home Schooling and the Question of Socialization,†Peabody Journal of Education, Vol. 75 (2000): 107-23. (Hat tip: A Dusty Frame) For the record, I don’t believe that homeschooling is the only educational option for parents and kids. However, I am excited to homeschool…
Stolen from Nichole… These results didn’t surprise me. :-) (By the way, I don’t necessarily endorse anything else on that site.) The Five Love Languages My primary love language is probably Receiving Gifts with a secondary love language being Quality Time. Complete set of results Receiving Gifts: 11 Quality Time: 9 Acts of Service: 5 Words of Affirmation: 4 Physical Touch: 1 Information Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to…
I know, it may seem silly to be celebrating our dating anniversary after we are married! But the 5th was a special date for us for so long that it seems hard to just ignore. :-) Five years ago today, Paul and I sat in the Passion Pit of Gerig lounge… talking. (hehe) Our friends apparently were tired of us spending time together, so we met late one night for a heart-to-heart talk about our friendship. Soon we realized we…