It’s was a typical day in the Schuff household. I believe it was a Tuesday, but it may as well have been any day of the week. Each day may be a little different, but with a husband, three homeschooled kids, pets, errands, it all meshes together and just becomes who we are and what we do. I love our simple life, our small, well loved and lived in home and how we care for each other.
Since none of us are morning people (and we homeschool!), the house usually wakes up all at the same time. My husband gets working on breakfast for he and I (although I would be happy with just coffee, he’s amazing at making sure I eat a good breakfast!) The kids wake up within a few minutes of each other and they always eat something that they can get themselves.
Daddy heads out and our mornings fall into a rhythm of bookwork and playtime. I call us “life learners” since most of what we do and what I teach doesn’t come from a textbook. For example, learning how to take care of a captured caterpillar (which unfortunately got lost in her room later!!) or also making a paper chain to count down the days until Mommy and Daddy take an upcoming trip.
That morning my youngest was reading exceptionally well and she was eating up my compliments. I firmly believe, “There is no such thing as a child who hates to read; there are only children who have not found the right book.” (Frank Sarafini)
A couple times a week we head to the chiropractor, chronic pain is no fun at all and I’m very thankful for a chiropractic office that treats us like family, (that morning I remember my oldest was testing out her made up jokes on the Doctor!) From there we go to visit the library which is an every other week occurrence. As a little girl I had memorized my local library and where all my favorite books were, I’m hoping my kids learn to do the same.
Back home it’s lunch and veg out time. They get to watch some tv shows while I get some work done, in this case, I’m packaging up an order for a client. I absolutely love being a family photographer and I feel so blessed that I can work from home.
The afternoon is full of chores! We are all about finding ways to “contribute to the family” and everyone pitches in as much as they can. Our kitchen is very lived in and always in disarray, but that’s proof of life right there.
Daddy comes home (yay!) We are big on hellos in our family and no one walks through the door without hugs and kisses. He and I take a moment to reconnect and then water our small outdoor spaces. We have grand schemes of living at a farm one day, but our suburban garden is doing very nicely for now.
Daddy is our chef most evenings (I hate cooking and I am so thankful that he loves to cook!!), so while he preps dinner, I take a moment to photograph my youngest in our backyard. I love the way the light hits the fence.
Dinner is had all together, and afterwards we have a pajama walk around our neighborhood and have dessert.
Because of the age of my kids, no one needs me to brush their teeth, no one needs me to get them dressed, and a part of me wishes that wasn’t so. But I am very happy and thankful for how independent they are becoming and especially that I get to be their mom. The house quiets down and we leave the big kids in their rooms to read well into the night while the youngest falls quickly to sleep.
I love our days and the simple rise and fall of our routine. We sure don’t need much, just each other.