Other times? Well, why not? So here goes:
I used to blame my lack of writing/lacklustre writing on the fact that my writing energies were being used up on my Write4Homeschool curriculum. Not the case. I'm so behind on it. Someone asked me the other day how it was going, and I told them that, honestly, I don't have a desire to work for a living. I just want to be a princess.
I have the springtime, just-past-the-middle-of-the-school-year, can't-this-year-just-be-over-so-we-can-move-on-to-the-next-one? blues. Am I already looking at curriculum for next year? Of course! Haven't ordered it yet because, well, it's only March, but I have my budget all worked out, and most of my decisions made.
I am nervous for my oldest boy to take the Iowa test this year. He still hates school. I may have made it worse yesterday when we were talking about this test. I pointed out to him that he still has NINE AND A HALF years of school left (and that's before college!) and what could he do to make those NINE AND A HALF years more bearable? "Not take this test," he said. I tell him often that he is perfectly capable of excelling in school if only he had a good attitude and would apply himself. (Don't I sound like the teacher/parent I never wanted to sound like?)
There was a used curriculum sale at co-op today. I told myself I wouldn't take any money and that I would just walk on by. But I drive right by a bank on my way, so I took out a $20 in all ones. I spent that and also wrote one check. But I got a LeapPad for my learning-to-read baby...a LeapPad and SEVEN books with it for $25. That's a deal you can't pass up.
Sunday we did a Kid Swap with our friends. Our girls for their boy. The girls had a magical time playing with their new chicks. I hijacked some pictures from my friend's FB page:
And that, my friends, is all I got.
P.S. ~ You know how I mentioned before that my house was a wreck so it was just about time for a house showing? Wouldn't you know on Saturday we were at Sam's enjoying our free free sample lunch and we got a call. The realtor wanted to show the house in 2 hours. We went home, did a frantic cleaning, and were on our way out for ice cream when the showing got canceled. Hey, at least my house is clean.