B: I’m tired.
Me: Go take a nap.
B: Not that kind of tired. I’m sweaty. That kind of tired.
Because playing Minecraft is sweaty work.
B: You know why I haven’t been wearing my tennis shoes? Please don’t be mad at me. It’s because they have quicksand all over them.
Blake kept asking questions like, “How old will I be when you’re twenty?” and “Will you move out as soon as soon as you’re twenty?” Jack finally told him, “Don’t worry about that stuff for years. Just enjoy being able to be weird in public without being arrested.”
B: Daddy and me are going to the Waffle House.
Me: Okay. Have fun. I’m going to have some oatmeal.
B: Don’t start a fire.
Me: I’ll do my best.
B: You’re a high level of cook.
Apparently not, if my 6yo thinks I’m going to start a fire while cooking oatmeal. Continue reading →
SDA Homeschool Courses provide a year’s worth of supplemental content for fourteen different courses for middle- and high-schoolers. SDA is completely online, and uses interesting videos to teach students in a way that they actually enjoy. Continue reading →
B: We have to just get Jack a new computer so he can have Minecraft.
Me: Well, it’s not that easy. Computers cost money.
Blake, after a little more discussion about computers: Well, it’s a good thing we have unlimited money from Daddy’s job.
Ah, to be six again….
(Note to potential thieves: Daddy’s job doesn’t produce anything close to unlimited money.)
B: Hey, Mama. I’m sure Bigfoot likes rainbows. And if he sees a unicorn, he’d just kill it like a big jerk.
Blake, taking a shower: Gotta get my armpit…now my kneepit…
Blake, talking about the story he wrote: So he upgraded Bambi, apparently.
J: Wouldn’t you know? You wrote the story.
After some discussion of Blake’s story, I realized that he had never seen the movie. Jack said he didn’t remember seeing the whole thing. So we popped some popcorn and watched Bambi.
Jacky, after Owl’s “twitterpated” speech: What was he talking about? Sounds like he’s talking being torn apart by a pack of wolves. Continue reading →
Heard in a group of moms of kids with special needs: I’m so glad I’m not the only one who does that!
Heard in a group of social entrepreneurs: I’ve been trying to figure that out, too!
Heard in a group of homeschooling moms: So my kid isn’t the only one who does that?
We hear it all the time, but I’m not sure it really sinks in for many of us. It just hit me yesterday, after spending a couple of hours with several homeschooling moms, a few of whom I had never met. We have more in common with those around us than we realize. We are not alone. Continue reading →
As homeschoolers, we all do those things that may be a little off-center. You know what I’m talking about. Those things that are normal to us, but may make others look at us and say, “You may be a homeschooler…” So link up and tell us what you did or said this week that made you or someone else say, “You may be a homeschooler…”
So, as I’m on Facebook making arrangements to meet a homeschool mom in a parking lot to sell her a textbook, it occurs to me that it’s the second time I’ve done so in the past three months.
You might be a homeschooler if you conduct curriculum deals in parking lots like some kind of confused drug dealer.
For even more entertainment, I’m reading about dead bodies in Concealed in Death by J.D. Robb. I somehow let myself get a couple of years behind on this series so I’m playing catch-up. I’m almost there. If this book doesn’t bring me current, I only have one more. I think.