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Homeschooling, horsing around, Suzuki violin, dancing, swimming, reprimanding our Boston Terrier, karate, liberating more fossil fuel in our minivan, and other exciting moments in the life of two spectacular children and their tired parents. For homeschool blogging go to Little Blue School. For book blogging go to The Harpoonist. For live pictures, stay here.
UH OH! Sadie just discovered the harmonica! *cackle*
This parade is today, downtown at noon. I feel like I should take the kids but I don't know if it's rowdy or weird. I get stressed out in crowds if it's rowdy or weird, especially with the children.
Typically Benny learns in this mysterious osmotic way. He kind of absorbs the information or skill without my input. In fact, I purposefully refrain frome explaining things, many times, just to give him more of a challenge.
The children seem to just want to play all day. I am trying to think of why I shouldn't just let them.
Today we started off with gymnastics at 9, then playtime, lunch and bike ride with the delightful and nutritious Porterfields, and then I broke down and took them to the playground instead of coming home for a sensible nap. It was such a nice day, I would have felt even meaner than usual if I'd stood firm on the nap issue. So, Sadie went down the slide a million times and Benny fell in with gang of children in some kind of after school care. Well. Those children were a little rough around the edges, I must say. And Benny was richly, thoroughly, absolutely entertained.
Oh my goodness. I'm selling something on Ebay. I haven't done that since I was pregnant with Sadie. I will tell you what prompted me, honestly, to do it. I had this Stride Rite box and I had Sadie's old sandals, and I thought, "With this box, and these sandals, and the sunny day, I could make a nice product photo. I should sell these on Ebay." And I did.
Benny spent the last hour working on free software called Studydog. He was using the first/second grade level and it looked to me like it was way too easy for him. It held his attention though, and it had a good section on making contractions where you have to squeeze things into a box and add apostrophes etc. He liked that part.
A few minutes ago we were engaged in our morning ritual of greeting Leroy. We let him out of his crate, feed him, and then he jumps around on us on the sofa and kisses us and we laugh.
2006/03/27 Spanish (Lat. Am.) Level 1 Unit 1 Lesson 2 100% 0:06:36 B1
Yesterday, when we were waiting for pizza, Sadie was plaintively carrying around a can of chicken noodle-O's and also a can of spaghetti-os. WHERE ARE THEY NOW? I have no idea.

I'm trying to decide whether Benny needs to learn Latin next or much later. Here's a SO COOL site where you can make Latin sentences by dragging things around on the page:
Finally got Sadie's South America workbook up to date, at least up to G. They love flipping through their workbooks, and I've needed to add the next few pages for... hmm.... weeks and weeks? :) Done. Now to do Benny's. Here's a screenshot of Sadie's E is for Empanada page:

Ms. Charlie, aka the Director of Children's Ministries at church asked me today if Benny would like to lead the children in the procession on Easter Sunday. This means he will wear vestments and carry the cross and whatnot. VERY COOL. What, Benny? Want to lead? But he's such a shy, timid little thing, so eager to let others show the way... Yeah right! He practiced today with the cross.... have to learn to carry it straight up and down and not like a stick horse or something. So we will practice with a broom. :) It should be cool -- he told everyone who would listen all about it on the way out of church. :)
The curse is lifted! Last night Dan brought home yet another coffee pot to try, and this morning he made coffee in it, and he is *DRINKING IT* with actual pleasure. No wrinkled nose. How do you like that?
I've been letting him just play with Rosetta Stone for a while now, but now I've decided to get systematic and actually do the tests and time it and whatnot. Here's how he did today:
Today's nap time was supposed to be spent getting myself up to date with the South America pages both on the web and in the children's workbooks. That didn't happen. However, I did finish formatting and polishing this little unit study on Dr. Seuss's Green Eggs and Ham. KABOOMINARS are unit studies so small they can fit in one day, and so fun they have to be done with friends. This is the first one that I've finally gotten around to writing down and posting.
We had a great morning! Benny did a fantastic job in gymnastics again -- this time in addition to letting other people go first in line every time, he also did not try to "win" the warm-up exercises. They do crab walk, bear walk, run, jump on one leg, etc. all from point A to point B and typically Benny will kill himself to be first, while other more virtuous gymnasts trot along behind actually doing the technique they're supposed to be doing. Today I saw him making the conscious decision to hang back and let someone else be first -- that is huge for him. No milk/cheese today. Also no peanut butter. One of those things is making him buggy, I'm becoming convinced.
The Galapagos puppets are really earning their Kleenex stuffing. The children are putting on yet another puppet show. Just now, the marine iguana threw off the shark mask he had been wearing and said, "ATTACK!" and the land iguana said, and I kid you not, "This highly motivates me!"
Two quotes from Benny.
Benny got right up and learned about plural and singular nouns. Spent some time on that, and then moved on to music class where we ran through all our South America songs. Now he's doing some more "predicting outcome" thingies while Sadie plays with the guitar. His favorite singular/plural pair was puppy/puppies. Natch. And he pointed out that child/children doesn't add an S or an ES or an IES. Thank you.
Today is VILE. I can't believe yesterday we were at the playground saying, "When you're not in the sun it's a little nippy." Today it's frigid, wet, and windy. Totally vile.
Benny's fourth tooth came out as we were changing into our clothes after his swimming lesson this morning. He was determined I would not pull it out (OOOO -- I wanted to!) so it was hanging by the proverbial thread. Then he ate a cheese cracker and it fell out in his mouth -- trauma! Ah, son, this is just what I warned you about! He retrieved it from under his tongue however, while narrating in hushed tones. He carried it carefully all the way home, telling everyone within hearing that he'd just lost a tooth, "THIS VERY MINUTE!"
So, we've been discussing the issue of whether Leroy can spend the night in his actual crate, instead of his crate-inside-a-crate where he can get out and relieve himself if he needs to, during the night. We're trying to be correct about the potty training now. Instead of incorrect, which we have been. So we've been taking him out on a leash, trying to get him to go in one spot outside, giving him treats for it, and shutting him in his crate to prevent accidents unless we know he just went, etc.
We're eating strawberries and doing math. There was another puppet show early this morning. Can't find my copy of Mill on the Floss! And just when I was getting to the exciting part where someone does or does not go fishing with someone else! How will I live through another hour not knowing which of whose Aunts has what kind of sleeves on her dress, indicating what social class or what moral virtue? *thud*
Benny was excellent today. He had learned about verbs and practiced his violin all by EIGHT O'CLOCK. Went to Sunday School *and* Children's Chapel and was borderline excellent. A couple times the meltdown threatened to emerge, but he fought it back, and was victorious. Huzzah. After church he went to Ahno's to play, and Sadie went to sleep, and I worked on the endless job of fixing pictures. Getting close to being caught up. Maybe.
As usual, Sadie wanted to paint. And did. Then Benny came along, and he was painting away, and I started asking him math problems and having him paint the answer. Then I was crayoning some math onto his painting paper and having him paint around it. Then I gave him a page of crayon and paint math to finish. His comments: "I'm not going to paint anymore if you're going to start mathing it up."
Wow, that was disastrous for us. Very chaotic, very loud, lots of running, door-slamming, chair-climbing, and in general not what I expected. I think... it would have been better outside at a playground, maybe. I didn't have a lot of takers on the shamrock craft. And... while Benny did get to play checkers with another little redheaded six-year-old boy, I didn't really like the games that were being played by the older kids. One of them said they were trying to play an army game and Benny was messing it up. And then asked me loudly in front of him if he had a speech problem. Sadie got knocked down a few too many times. It just wasn't a good scene for us. You know when Benny is the one marching around saying, "Stop shouting! Stop running!" that the chaos has reached a new and possibly unprecedented level. I think that after an hour, he just couldn't handle all the stimulus and started getting irritated. He did enjoy playing with that other boy. And Sadie had a nice time with a girl who was enjoying dressing her up, early on in the afternoon. We left early. It was just too much.
Oh here is the little page I made to go with it. Shamrocks.doc It's a word file. the PDF-maker isn't working. Anyway! The bread dough is three parts flour, one part salt, one part water. Lot of green food coloring and now my hands are GREEN. I made a lot -- I hope it lasts.
Today we're going to a social meeting of a local homeschool group we've never tried before. We're supposed to bring some food, and also something to do... ambiguous. I made some green bread dough and we're going to make shamrocks. I have enough for about 10 kids to do it, no idea how many to prepare for or if this is the type of thing we're supposed to bring or what. Benny is also going to bring his checkers, to see if he can scare up a game. And I guess we'll bring some paper and markers? I hope this shamrock activity isn't too dorky. It's all just in a meeting room in a library, but there is a kitchen attached, so hopefully I can just bake the things in there. We'll see! I'll try to post pictures.
I was looking for my keys just now, as I frequently am, and I passed by Sadie playing at her little table, and said, just conversationally, "Oh where are Mommy's keys? I just don't know!" Or whatever, you know, just talk to the baby automatically, etc. and she bustled off. In another minute, I turned around and she piped up and said, "Oh, here are." And she handed them to me, saying, "I find them. There ya go." I said, "THANK YOU SADIE." And she said her usual, "Uh talcum." Which means, of course, "You're welcome." This is truly Dan's child! And also the most polite two-year-old in the world!
Benny and I decided that a really valuable experiment at gymnastics class would be to always without fail let other kids go first. To never be first. My thinking was that this would take some of the stress out of racing to be first, stifling protest when other children are first, noting that the line "Doesn't look quite right" to him, and stuff like that. It worked GREAT. He was such a doll today. Really a doll. All day.
Anybody know Spanish who can tell me if this makes any sense? Trying to write a song in Spanish, when you barely scrape by in the language... is pretty silly! It's supposed to be about "Echar Flores" as in throwing flowers, giving compliments. F was for Flores in our South American alphabet. Trying to squeeze in some phrases they can learn by singing.
I'm sitting here with a child who insists she isn't done with dinner. She had giant ravioli with parmesan cheese, and she had strawberries. Now she has mushed the remains all together. She has one giant lump of strawberry/cheese and one smaller lump, and she is pretending that they are two people, and narrative their dialogue *and laughter*. Example, one of them said, "Oh, GOSH, are you okay?" and the other one said, "OH, yeah" and then they both laughed. Just now she said to me, "Look, Mommy, it's the Mommy and the Daddy. I give them names!" And there they are. The two strawberry lumps. Then she announced, "I'M DONE" and put her binky, binky side up, on the tray, then slurped it into her mouth, ravioli and all.
I've been having issues with Blogger from my home PC -- and it is rejecting almost all the pictures I'm sending for some reason. I can't post and I can't figure out what's going on. I'm at Ahno's house now and was able to take down some of the broken-link pictures but MAN this is irritating. I guess I better... REBOOT!
The karate tournament was very fun to watch. Benny was mostly riveted. I have a bazillion questions now, for Mr. Odom, like... how do they score four different forms against each other? Etc. I'm a total NOOB in the karate thing. It's kind of interesting to be a total noob.
Dan and I were singing a duet of "I'm Getting Nothing For Christmas." Hey, it's just what we like to do, early on a Sunday morning, right? And...
So, we're lounging on the sofa watching the new Wallace and Grommit, and bless my soul, my tummy is popping out between my skirt top and my shirt. And Sadie pokes it in an experimental way, very tentatively and says:
Husband: There are people living next door.
Benny: Leroy and I are going to play "Dog and Men." I'm going to be the men, and he's going to be the dog.
Oh my goodness!
We took a long walk today around the neighborhood. Instead of math workbook, we played math with the license plates. The last four characters on every non-vanity plate are numbers, so we broke it into two two-digit numbers and added them together. He did *really well* even with the ones with carrying/regrouping -- he was usually able to just tell me the answer. Which is pretty amazing to me, considering I was still using my fingers and he was giving me the answers before I knew them.

YIME THE BAD BOY
So, we got back from dinner, and I let the kids have Leroy in the bathroom with them to dull the pain of having to go straight to bed, and Benny was laughing insanely uproariously at everything Leroy was doing, which was, of course, pretty funny... and he said...
Sadie (entering office, holding up two biscuits): Help! The puppy! Wanna bite this! Dog food!
*children screaming/laughing/fighting*
Insanely cute. She is running around the house with a dog biscuit in each hand. When Leroy loses interest in chasing her, she says with great authority, "LEROY. COME." Then takes off again. She is narrating all the little things she does like, "Open door! Close door!" "Puppy in! Puppy here!" Or, my favorite, looking down at her feet, "Run, legs, run!" HAHAHAHA. I don't know what thoughtful nature is preventing him from knocking her down and taking them from her, but he must assume (correctly) that he would be torn limb from limb if he attempted it. It's so CUTE how she hollers at him, how she laughs with such insane joy as he chases her around the downstairs, and how he just sort of trots along out of principle, knowing she will never give him those biscuits.
Him: How much old away from each other are we?
Benny perceived something I find very interesting yesterday. The dog was chasing the cat through the room, and he laughed uproariously, and then he explained to me.
I regret to say that Barbie's right arm has suffered terrible bites from a giant dog who captured her from her retreat to the coffee table and took her back to his fleecy lair to gnaw. She is, I am afraid, permanently disfigured. Sadie, her rightful protector, was distracted by showing me all the candles, and telling me what they all are. Most of what she said, I couldn't make out, but she did correctly and distinctly identify "Pumpkin Pie" which was shocking. This is a game she plays with Dan. We were sitting on the floor with Barbie and she turned to hug me and said, "Mommy, I luh-yoo. Wanna sniff eagles?" And by her pointing and saying, "Right DERE, over-dere," I understood that she meant candles.
Benny (playing with a plastic elephant):
The children were both so charming and darling today. At least 90% of time I was pleased with and proud of Benny. That is a good percentage. I am feeling sad that they're getting older. Sadie is incomparably well-behaved and amiable. What did I do to deserve these children? Yesterday I was ready to lock Benny in the closet and stick my head in the oven. Today, he is a delight.
I happened to be sitting here, and so I transcribed this: