Sunday, October 17, 2010

Many, Many Unrelated Pictures, A.K.A. At Least It's a Post

Some fearlessness for your viewing pleasure:

Obviously not me, but I'm raising them. Does that count?

Just one of my favorite pictures ever:

SHHH!! If he finds out I posted this, I'm toast. (The kids put that on him, and I snuck a picture without permission.)

Another school year. Thirty-six second-grade spelling tests to study for. It's a full-time job. So when O got 100% on her spelling test, I let her pick a candy out of the forbidden Halloween candy jars. Right away, Little J (5) asked for one, and I told him he had to do something spectacular.

"What's spickspackular?" he asked.

"Something amazing!" I told him.

"Like cleaning my room?"

"No, even more amazing."

About half an hour later, he came out from his bedroom with his magnadoodle and asked, "Mom, is this spickspackular?"

Why, yes indeed! (Has he got my number, or what?)

Speaking of written correspondence with the kids, here are a few of my recent favorites:

(Did you know if your child gets high fevers around age 1, it can damage their still-forming permanent teeth? I didn't. Now I do.)

Home school for college? My child thinks I'm a genius! (She may brst with teers when she finds out the truth.)

When Jason & I got back from a real, bonafide dinner date (what's that?) last weekend, we discovered the following:

A three-bedroom, one bath (you think I'm kidding) fort! (Our 12yo's specialty.) Allow me to take you on a tour:

The hallway:

The living room:

Three bedrooms:

I didn't get to see the bathroom on my tour, but the kids tell me it was just off the master bedroom. The babysitter was worth every penny we WOULD have paid her if we weren't saving to send her to college someday.


Jacque said...

Thanks for the smile this morning. I ahlmost brst into teers!!

Jill said...

So happy to see a YONF blog post! I've missed you/them! Love the notes....esp Livvy's plan for home school! :)

Mandi said...

Oh man I really wanted to see this bathroom! That is one awesome fort house.

I's just wondering if perhaps it might be like the "bathroom" rigged up by our old neighbors when I was a kid:

Tube. Pee in it. Tube leads down to basement toilet.

Obviously they were boys. :)

Mrs. B said...

Mandi, I've NEVER been so glad I don't have a basement.