My musings on our homeschool, coop, figuring out what my educational philosophy is anyway, and will I ever make curtains for the rest of the appartment?
I went to a pizzaria Uno for a field trip on the 27. I made the pizza myself, It was yummy. I toured the kitchen, it was like a house kitchen only giant-er and more people. The refrigerator and freezer Continue reading Guest Blog from M
M told me this morning that, "Mud is like dirt’s muscles." as he and K edged closer and closer to the puddle at the play ground. A group of college students passed us as they walked to the library. One Continue reading January Thaw – or Mud, Mud Glorious Mud
As I read M "Enemy Brothers," he commented that "Phemie’s word was to be counted on, but yours isn’t. You don’t mean to Mom, but you forget a lot." (Internal "Ahhhh!") Not to be outdone by a character, I was Continue reading An entry In Which I say “Ahhhh!” frequently
I found the project annoying honestly. I like food that looks like food, and crafts that you use, decorations take up space that projects and library books sit on. But M knew that B had made a gingerbread house, he Continue reading Gingerbread…phew!
B was giving "A very Bad Concert." his description, in the kitchen, I was making the pizza dough for tonight’s supper, when I lost my coffee. M was grinning at me, so of course I suspected a gag, but no, Continue reading OK, Where is my coffee?
when M wants a shoulder/neck rub like Daddy’s at lunch before heading back to work, he asks me, "How many customers do I have?" Really tight neck = two cranky customers and the boss was annoyed at you so- so Continue reading Our Sore Shoulder Scale
M just reported, "They let me sit in the machine, and touch the controls." "What did it feel like?" "Warm and Comfortable, I’m going back to watch some more. And B took pictures, 3 pictures." His eyes are shining like Continue reading Where is my Porridge?
"Mom," M said at breakfast,"Did you know that if you add 2 to an odd number, you get an odd number? Then if you keep on adding 2, you keep on getting odd numbers." Just now as he was drawing, Continue reading M is thinking about patterns
M and I were just practicing writing the lowercase cursive letters on the white board with their sounds (these are the only letters he knows so far). With travel and sickness, he’s forgotten a lot, so today was review to Continue reading z mnemonic
The sleeping bags we’ve borrowed from my Mom are in the boy’s room. M played with one on his bed, then eyed the brighter red one. "Um Mom, what do you call those transportation bed thingies?" "Gurneys? stretchers?" we guessed, Continue reading Sleeping Bags
"Uh, Mom?" asked B, "Next time you make this salad, would you use a little less vinegar?" "I think it has too much vinegar too." I agreed. "Oh?" said DH, "I like it." "I LOVE it!" announced M. Full of Continue reading Dinner Conversation
It must be Allergy Season, because just before church tonight, M said to me, "Momma, my nose feels pins and needles, no, it’s more like sparks and pickles."