chest of drawers

I am so excited to share this little bit of my life today! The item you see below is a chest of drawers that my grandmother recently gave me.

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This is not just any old dresser. Family lore has it that the dresser came over to America with my great-great-great grandfather, James Davidson, when he emigrated from Scotland in the 1860s. Below you can see the census record for the Davidson family living at 57 High Street in Kirkcowan, Wigtownshire, Scotland in 1861. (Click on image for larger sizes.)

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Clan Davidson has its own tartan (plaid) and crest. The motto “Sapienter Si Sincere” means “Wisely, if sincerely.”

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Here’s a glimpse of Kirkcowan in the 1950s. I would guess that it has gone pretty much unchanged from when my ancestors lived there.

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While we are still trying to determine exactly when the dresser was built, and who the original owner was, we do know for sure that it belonged to James’s son, John B. Davidson, and John’s wife, Ida Belle (Wilson) Davdison, pictured below. My grandmother remembers them having it (they were here grandparents). Ida’s father was also from Scotland. Thankfully, we have some lovely photos of John and Ida.JohnDavidsonIdaBelleWilsonWhether or not we ever figure out the exact story of the chest of drawers, we will have it to enjoy in our home, and hopefully future Davidson descendants will enjoy it, as well.

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homeschool?

It seems like every year since my daughter started school, we have asked this question: Should we stay the course, or pull her out and homeschool?

Every year it’s for a slightly different reason, but the main problem has always been that my daughter is very advanced, academically, and the schools she has attended are not equipped to provide a challenging curriculum for her. This spring, my daughter’s MAP test scores put her in the 98th percentile for both reading and math, but her school doesn’t have any sort of infrastructure or programs in place to support this kind of advanced learner. On top of that, she has very unique social and emotional needs, which make it difficult for her teachers to help her in a regular classroom setting. I have always felt that I would be the best teacher for her — after all, who knows her better than I do? Who loves her unconditionally, even when she’s crying because of a frustrating math problem? Certainly not any of the teachers she has had so far.

My husband is not 100% sold on the idea. I think he sees homeschooling as a last resort. He’s even talked about sending her to private school, which we definitely can’t afford. But, I’m doing due diligence, emailing lots of people, asking lots of questions, getting all the facts about all of our choices, to help us (mostly him) make a decision.

We are also going to do a trial run this summer, probably for about three weeks, to see how it works for everyone. I am SO EXCITED to have this opportunity to prove that we can do it! I know we will have challenges, but I also know that we will learn a lot, and that’s what “school” is supposed to be all about.

I have set up a separate blog space to record our “Homeschool Experiment,” as I’m calling it. There is a link up at the top of the page, or you can go directly to The Wilson Family Homeschool Experiment from this post.

There will be another post about this right before we start, but I do plan to post some program planning stuff over on the other blog, if you’re interested in that sort of thing.

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new life

One thing you can be sure of in the spring is the presence of new life in the world. Yesterday, my daughter found both a baby turtle and a baby robin! The baby turtle was adorable, and we see a lot of them because there is a pond in a conservation area right behind our house. The mama turtles come up and lay their eggs in our yard in the fall and then, in the spring, all of the babies hatch and make their way back to the pond. We have seen three or four this year already.

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Even though it kills me, I usually let things take their course, but I did move the baby turtle closer to the edge of the bank going down to the pond.

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The robin is another story. Yesterday afternoon it was just sitting in the grass on the side of our house. Its mother or father was in a nearby tree yelling at my daughter and her friend, because they are, to a bird, fierce predators. I worried about that poor little thing all day, so last night, in the pouring rain, I had a brilliant plan to put it in a basket on top of a stepladder so that the eight billion domesticated cats that live around us wouldn’t eat it. This plan was ill-advised, to say the least, and the baby bird just hopped right out. I reluctantly decided the best I could do was to tuck the little one into a nice patch of tall clover in our flower bed (um…yes, I do need to do some weeding in there), and hope for the best.

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This morning the baby bird was still there, and its mother or father was very close by, chastising me while I tried to take some pictures (I used my zoom so I didn’t have to get too close).

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I am going to leave it alone, and assume that the parent is the best one to care for it. I found this information at the Maryland Department of Natural Resources which made me feel much better (emphasis is mine):

Often, young robins fly out of the nest before they are able to fly back! Their parents will continue to feed them and they will get the strength they need to fly back within a day or two. Should you find a young bird in your yard that appears abandoned, think twice before “rescuing” it. If you can find and reach the nest, then it’s okay to put the bird back. Its parents will not abandon it. It is myth that birds will abandon their young because of human smell. Robins and most other birds have a very poor sense of smell. If you can’t find or reach the nest, then check the health of the bird. A baby bird that is completely covered with feathers and can hop away from you does not need your help. It is much better off in the wild than it will be in your house. Sometimes other animals eat these young birds. This is a natural process and is in no way unusual or cruel. Often, humans “rescuing” baby birds cause them to suffer much more than if they had been left where found.

UPDATE 5/19/12: The baby bird is no longer in our yard and his mother or father is no longer chirping, so he either made it back to the nest or something ate him. I prefer to believe he is cuddled up safe with his brothers and sisters in his nice, warm nest.

weekending

Just a few shots from this past weekend.

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Check out the cat’s foot 🙂
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