Sunday, August 31, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I always hang my laundry. Not only does it save us at least $50 a month, the clothes smell so good, they have that crisp, fresh feel and it looks so pretty.
Monday, August 25, 2008
This is my son. He is the oldest of five and the only boy. I don't think I've ever pulled into the driveway without him running out the door to help carry in groceries. He reads to his sisters, he tends them so I can shower, he can make a dozen meals and every once in a while let's me know that he will be cooking. If I fall asleep, he covers me up. If I'm tired, he rubs my feet. The neighborhood children adore him and will do whatever he says; he doesn't abuse that looked-up-to position. He is also a 9 year old boy so he pesters the girls, he is too smart with adults, and he doesn't keep a tidy room. I'm not perfect myself, so I'll give him a little leeway.
Tonight, I was talking to Crazy Tom. He had said a few things that were those "kind of" compliments about Pod #1 such as "He was much better behaved at the neighborhood potluck this year" and the like. I just nodded and agreed (which is how I survive most conversations with Tom) and said, "He is a very good boy." Crazy Tom then said, "Well, I'd say just a good boy." You will have to pardon the Mama Bear here, because flames rose up and lashed out of my eyes. What the Hell?!! Show me any other boy his age who is kinder to children and who takes better care of his mother and then you can say he is only good. Let's just say that Crazy Tom knows what this Mothership thinks about her very good, remarkable, even unusual boy.
And never insult a mama bears' cub.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
This is big brother saying, "Go get your clothes on." He's so helpful. 'Cause two year olds always do what they're told--especially if it comes from a fellow Pod. And if it requires getting dressed when it's hot and all of us are wishing we were two and could just wear our skins!
But we won't. That is an horrifying thought. Sorry for any disturbing images that flashed into your pure little minds. I'm repentant already. Mostly.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Anyway, this is the Supreme Commander. He just started Pharmacy School.
But, whatever he was yesterday, today he officially owns a White Coat. People trust those things.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Every house has their different cuss words. Some of the kids' friends can't say "stupid." I think "shut-up" is a common one. Growing up, we couldn't say "poop" or "pus." My house? "Bored" is a swear. If the children say it, it is an immediate job--dishes, vacuum, toilet, whatever. I am of the firm belief that if you are bored, you are boring. Find something to do.
Yesterday, I asked the children to help me do some work in the yard. This little pill said, "But I don't have to help. I didn't say I was bored!"
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Here's to happy laundering and dishwashing and quelching childhood storms.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Homeschool is forts in the living room with every pillow and blanket in the house (physics).
And this.It is about taking the funnest field trips together (geology).
And, it costs a lot.