In case it may seem that they are only acting up for the camera, let me assure you that it was not so. The only difference between their behavior on and off camera was that they glanced over at me behind the camera, instead of me sitting between them at the table. They were every bit as giggly and ridiculously silly before the video, and after. I'm also homeschooling, and accountable for the educations of, an 11th grader, a 9th grader, a 6th grader and a 3rd grader. This takes up a significant portion of my day. Working with the twins takes up a lot of time and saps me of my
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
Time For School With The Twins
I don't do a lot of formal schoolwork with the twins. What!? They're only five! To my way of thinking, playing IS their way of learning at this point. They can both read already, so they do a lot of reading. We play educational games. I answer every question they ask me. We cook and clean together. I direct them to educational websites. But we don't sit down very often with workbooks and such.
Why not?
THIS is why not.....
In case it may seem that they are only acting up for the camera, let me assure you that it was not so. The only difference between their behavior on and off camera was that they glanced over at me behind the camera, instead of me sitting between them at the table. They were every bit as giggly and ridiculously silly before the video, and after. I'm also homeschooling, and accountable for the educations of, an 11th grader, a 9th grader, a 6th grader and a 3rd grader. This takes up a significant portion of my day. Working with the twins takes up a lot of time and saps me of mywill to live energy and enthusiasm. I usually need a glass of wine or a nap when I've had enough they are finished.
On the other hand, they really are pretty darn cute. It's not so cute and funny when the 11th and 9th graders get that silly during lessons.
In case it may seem that they are only acting up for the camera, let me assure you that it was not so. The only difference between their behavior on and off camera was that they glanced over at me behind the camera, instead of me sitting between them at the table. They were every bit as giggly and ridiculously silly before the video, and after. I'm also homeschooling, and accountable for the educations of, an 11th grader, a 9th grader, a 6th grader and a 3rd grader. This takes up a significant portion of my day. Working with the twins takes up a lot of time and saps me of my
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Regina's Worst Nightmare
My mother is in the hospital, and tonight I took Regina with me when I went over to visit. Regina was cute, charming, and a little bit mischievous, running out of the waiting room into the hall, around the corner, and back again. Except that one time, she was around the corner and I heard her start to cry. I just figured she bumped into something, but then she ran back around the corner and straight into my arms, crying her heart out. A few seconds later, THIS came around the corner:
It's the medbot - the programmed medicine delivery system. It travels the halls unaided, opens its own doors and elevators, and broadcasts messages to pedestrians. It also terrifies small children. She didn't stray a step away from me for the rest of the night.
I don't care if it makes me a bad mom - I laughed my head off. At least now I know how to make her behave - "Regina, the robot's coming!"
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Strange Wardrobe Choices
Kim over at The Mommy Machine made a post about this, so I couldn't resist sharing something.
Through the years, my kids have occasionally demonstrated an affinity for some strange wardrobe items.
When my oldest daughter was in single digits, she dressed purely for comfort. She had texture issues. The pattern/fashion was negligible - she only wanted to be comfy. It was with her that I first learned that socks should be put on inside-out so those scratchy toe seams wouldn't bother her. I also learned to avoid velour and crushed velvet at all costs. I could go looking through the old pictures to find a good example of her eclectic style, but she'd kill me. Or cut my hair while I'm sleeping. {JK. She's devious but not malicious.}
One of them wanted to wear his Batman costume all year round. And since I couldn't see the harm in it, I let him. (I was already carting around 5 or 6 kids - it was too late to care what people thought of me) It was a mad-awesome costume, after all. I don't have any pictures. Just imagine me trucking to the grocery store in March with 4 children and a three-foot-tall Batman in tow.
Conor's nickname used to be "Boots." His favorite color has always been red, so one year he received red rubber rain boots, which he wore until they fell off his feet. We replaced the first pair with identical boots. People didn't recognize him without his boots. I think he wore red rubber boots, winter and summer, from 2000 until 2004.
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Clare and Theresa wear their Christmas dresses year round. This was taken in October.nu=3237)289)552)2328289643785ot1lsi.jpg)
Clare also is a huge fan of Little House on the Prairie. I made the girls sunbonnets and aprons last year for Christmas, and my mom found the perfect dress at the Sal Val. Clare can be seen here, running laps in her prairie dress.
And finally, at one point, some of my children thought that spandex exercise unitards were the bomb. For you SpongeBob fans, my husband affectionately refers to this photo as "Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy."
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Breathtaking moment:
Not exactly breathtaking, but touching ... after taking the Christmas tree down, my 12yos got the vacuum cleaner out to sweep up the fallen needles without being told, asked, prompted or threatened...
Through the years, my kids have occasionally demonstrated an affinity for some strange wardrobe items.
When my oldest daughter was in single digits, she dressed purely for comfort. She had texture issues. The pattern/fashion was negligible - she only wanted to be comfy. It was with her that I first learned that socks should be put on inside-out so those scratchy toe seams wouldn't bother her. I also learned to avoid velour and crushed velvet at all costs. I could go looking through the old pictures to find a good example of her eclectic style, but she'd kill me. Or cut my hair while I'm sleeping. {JK. She's devious but not malicious.}
One of them wanted to wear his Batman costume all year round. And since I couldn't see the harm in it, I let him. (I was already carting around 5 or 6 kids - it was too late to care what people thought of me) It was a mad-awesome costume, after all. I don't have any pictures. Just imagine me trucking to the grocery store in March with 4 children and a three-foot-tall Batman in tow.
Conor's nickname used to be "Boots." His favorite color has always been red, so one year he received red rubber rain boots, which he wore until they fell off his feet. We replaced the first pair with identical boots. People didn't recognize him without his boots. I think he wore red rubber boots, winter and summer, from 2000 until 2004.
nu=3346)5;;)5+%3B%29WSNRCG%3D3238+56346%3B2%28nu0mrj.jpg)
Clare and Theresa wear their Christmas dresses year round. This was taken in October.
nu=3237)289)552)2328289643785ot1lsi.jpg)
Clare also is a huge fan of Little House on the Prairie. I made the girls sunbonnets and aprons last year for Christmas, and my mom found the perfect dress at the Sal Val. Clare can be seen here, running laps in her prairie dress.
And finally, at one point, some of my children thought that spandex exercise unitards were the bomb. For you SpongeBob fans, my husband affectionately refers to this photo as "Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy."
nu=3346)5;;)5+%3B%29WSNRCG%3D3238+563424+5nu0mrj.jpg)
Breathtaking moment:
Not exactly breathtaking, but touching ... after taking the Christmas tree down, my 12yos got the vacuum cleaner out to sweep up the fallen needles without being told, asked, prompted or threatened...
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