Poor monkey. It’s like Pierce knows I made it. And when I make him mad and put him down for a nap when he doesn’t want one… poor, poor monkey. Momma made Pierce mad. Again.
Pictures: what our homeschool looks like.
Every homeschool blog I look at looks idyllic. Orderly, labeled, color-coded shelves of perfectly graded schoolbooks, desks free of pencil marks (and dust), and charts on the walls to tell each perfectly groomed student which minute of which hour they should be doing their 3rd grade Geometry. Oh, to be so organized. But I’m not. […]
Crookeder.
You know you live in a crooked house when you play Jenga on the coffee table and Ruby, not quite understanding the laws of gravity and physics and whatever it is that requires balance for stability, does this: and it stands. And stands. And it takes five more turns before it’s Ruby’s turn again and […]
What joy.
Life can be crazy sometimes. In many worlds, this life of mine can be considered crazy all the time. If there isn’t someone leaning on me, pestering me, waiting for me, or whining at me, it must be midnight. If someone isn’t hungry, tired, or desperately needing to use the bathroom while we’re 5,000 steps […]
Lamb feeding photos.
I’m not sure words are needed here. They had fun. The got to experience lots of things. It was really, really cold. Really cold. The difference in temperature between there last week at this time and the temp today here is 90 degrees. It’s pretty incredible.
Borax.
Edited to add: Boy, the qualities of Borax must be under appreciated! I drew numbers and Laura, Lanita, and Sharilyn, your entries were randomly picked for the coupons. Congrats! Borax and I have been good friends for a long time. I originally bought it to make my own detergent, and since then I’ve found it […]
One of those mysteries…
The kids got to see a lamb born. As far as I could see, one potentially awkward future conversation just got a whole lot easier. I thought. The question about how the lambs came to be was next. I mentioned rams. They said Grandpa didn’t have any rams out there. I assured them he must […]
South Dakota days.
My dad has long made up words for old songs. The “Oh Christmas Tree” song with a line in there about green teeth instead of a green tree comes to mind from my growing up years. Not much has changed. As “The weather outside is frightful” got it’s line change yesterday, Ruby was present and […]
Horrible.
Sterling is a horrible looker. Horrible. He comes to the house, upset, because he’d lost his glasses in the snow. Perfect. I pried the rest of the story out of him. He’d been playing in the snow, realized he was going to get snow on his glasses, so he took them off and, when he […]
I don’t have a clue what I’m talking about.
I’m a big fan of language. Proper English and spelling are requirements in my home school. Last week Liberty’s English had her studying possessive nouns and pronouns and I drove a point home. “Possessive pronouns never have apostrophes. Never. Ever. Ever. Do not ever, ever put an apostrophe in hers, his, ours, its… The contractions […]
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