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I’m moving my blog to http://www.ourcurioushome.net/

Thanks Homeschoolblogger, for the support while I learned how to blog, and the nudge to learn WordPress.

Yesterday at ‘circle time’ as the kids ate tea and toast, I read the chapter from the Thinking Toolbox on “How to be a Keen Observer.”  The exercises were a group of questions that they weren’t to answer directly, but to come up with a method in order to answer them.

“How many hairs are on your head?” I read.

B and I talked about using a sample and estimating, the boys suggested counting the hairs that were cut off in a hair cut, when M exclaimed:

“Cut them all off, then say you have ZERO hairs!”

Well, yeah, that would work too…

K’s Snack

How does K eat a banana?  The top half first, lengthwise.

Pretty:

This is the last few blossoms on the loniceria fragrantissimo that grows along the river walk.  I know it’s name because one just like it was labeled at Blithewald Mansion and gardens. The flowers smell like honey, with a bit of tea and lemon.   It’s one of the first things to bloom in my area, the flowers come out on the stems before the leaves.

These cherry (?) blossoms are all down now, they made the sidewalk pink, I’m glad I remembered to photograph them last week, most years I mean to do it, but forget.

Happy:

We try to take a walk or at least go to the library every day at 11AM.  Most of the time the kids have the place to themselves.

B wheels great swoops around the park, and M runs beside him.

But last week M got to be the adored big kid.

K didn’t mind sharing him.

Real: they wore him out.

Digging Out

My First Ever Graded Sweater Pattern is written.  At least the first draft.  Today I let the errors sit so I’ll see them tonight, and dig out the rest of the house.

Sigh, the house. There is laundry to attend to, the mess I never got to over the weekend after testing co-op, a Saturday out at a bridal shower and visiting relatives and Sunday when I don’t really do housework.  M had bit orthodontia yesterday, and has that barely contained crazed fussyness that teeth give him.  K went through 9 outfits yesterday in potty learning – she’d do great if her Mom were better at remembering to sit her down even if she doesn’t think she needs to.  At least she’s learned that she doesn’t like the feeling of being wet, modern diapers are so comfy she didn’t know that.  What a blessing DH does the dishes, and picked up the groceries.  He never casts it up to me, knowing all about the organizational strategy of “I’ll just get obsessed and hyper focus then I’ll pick up the pieces later.  That’s how I’ll do it.”

Oh yeah, and homeschooling. B is chugging along, M is so uptight about his teeth we’ll see if he CAN get anything done, and K is needing some more interesting things to do, play with your play dough isn’t cutting it anymore.

But my pattern is written.

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