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Schooling two active boys has never been more... interesting. That's the word I'm looking for!
I love my boys! God has given them the blessing of strong, active bodies and minds. We continually pray the first will remain intact, and the second will remain engaged with Him first, and then the school work. You'll meet my sweet sons, both entirely different, but both loving God to the best of their ability in the way He made them. I lovingly refer to them as my Bell Pepper Boy and my Habanero or Hambone. That should say it all!
This blog is an eclectic mix. The events, conversations, and the thoughts behind it all will be in here.
Every once in a while I'll try to capture something I don't want to forget. I hope you find things you enjoy. Please let me know if you do!
Blessings!
Our Curriculum
- Mystery of History vol. 1
- Saxon 5/4
- Horizons Grade 2
- A Beka Language
- Spelling Power
- Apologia Zoology 1
Books I'm Reading
- The Bible (Isaiah)
- Invitation to the Jesus Life
- Discover Your Child's Learning Style
- The Way They Learn
- Archimedes and the Door of Science
- (all things Trojan at the moment)
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Monday, June 22, 2009
"I Didn't Teach Her, Mom!"
Posted in Boy Things
Have you ever had moments when you felt it might be appropriate to crawl into the nearest uninhabited hole? Well, I had one of those yesterday. It was a pleasant family gathering for Father's Day. Everyone had thoroughly enjoyed the grilled food, the conversation, and the kids' fun.
It was a hot day and the perfect time for water balloon fun, so we turned the kids loose. A bucket was filled several times with lots of water balloons, and they had a great time trying to hit each other and any adult that would play. (No, I did not play.)
I had the perfect vantage point to watch the fun between my kids and the cousins, uncles, and aunts. A great time was had by all. Good, clean fun!
Then a young girl came over with a water balloon that was not tied and imitated a particular "boy action" that smelled like a "Habanero move" as I watched it. I was pretty sure this was one child teaching another child, but I never got a word out. My Dashing Hero was all over it immediately.
Hero: "[Habanero]!"
Habanero: "Yeah, Dad?"
Hero: "Did you teach her to do that?"
Habanero: "No, Dad. I didn't teach her. I showed her."
There was more to the conversation, but I was a goner. In my overtired state, I could only keep it together for half a nanosecond while I began to silently giggle behind my hands. Then it became a silent laugh. Eventually, I was sniffling. Tears streaming down my face, I tried desperately not to show my son the mix of embarrassment and hilarity that was overcoming my whole self!
*sigh*
Why would a boy show a girl something like that? Why would my boy show a girl something like that? Ugh.
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Corey