Proverbs and Idioms

Today we had fun learning some proverbs and idioms, which seem to be nearly the same, except that proverbs are longer. I wrote the beginning of some common sayings and let them think about how to finish them. They came pretty close with a bunch of them. I made sure they didn’t discuss their answers or…

Project Shrinkydink

I am Captain Willpower this week. I’m so crazy-eyed and Americanized that I decided to go see a nutritionist for guidance. It was a good meeting and I came away with some helpful guidance. The hard part is matching the formula: 50% carbs, 30% fat, 20% protein. The nutritionist suggested I document my eating for a…

If Kids Ruled the World…

Based on this small sample of recent memorable quotes/moments, the world would be pretty interesting, and probably a lot more fun if we did it their way: Ian, fiddling with one of my bras: Mom! I just unhooked your backpack nipple thing! Ian: Mommmmm! I’m ready for a wiiiiiiipe! Brian: Ian, mom is busy cooking,…

From Now On, Rice is an Outside Toy [Megapost]

Aaack, my brain is melting! No, not hurting, just melting. Too much “adventure” lately. The toddler-people have trampled me and chewed holes in my clothes. I have loads of catching-up to do, blog-wise. I wanted to do a cute story for every event along the way, but catching child-vomit in cloth diapers for the last two weeks has wanned my interest.

Art Attack

It’s another gorgeous day, perfect for muddying up the boys. After breakfast, I took them outside with a cup of water and some paint brushes, for some patio painting. I was drinking from a sport bottle of water, ever so briefly, before Isaac “needed” it to Jackson Pollock the concrete. Then Ian sploshed his water on the ground. After he took half a dozen trips to the sink, I filled up a big bucket from the spigot on the side of the house to save him time (read: save my carpet). They scooped that bucket dry, and Ian refilled it. I had asked Ian if he wanted me to roll up his jean legs, but he declined, saying it was okay if they got wet.

Laundremote

Lesson learned. If I’d do a little laundry sometimes, I wouldn’t go without my TV remote for so long. It’s amazing what I find in that basket.

Rock Away Owie

In the car the other day, I heard Isaac singing a sweet little tune. Curious, I listened closer to hear him singing, “Stomp on the baby, stomp on the babyyy.” Ian followed suit later that day crooning, “Destroy all the books! Destroy all the books!” My house has become Decimation: The Musical. Last night Ian…

I’ll Be in the Powder Room

He’s crawling! I would probably call it official since Friday. I’m in for it now. They can officially take off in three different directions. Prior to Friday, Elijah was “migrating.” By lunging and turning and sitting, he would get around a little bit. His last chemo visit went well. His blood counts were basically normal…