So that you know I am fine
and that boy-foolishness and family life continues,
here is a glimpse of yesterday's homeschooling day...
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After a rousing study of the historical relationship between Great Britain and Ireland, Mac asks...
Do the Cathoholics and the Protestants still not get along?
I really must start a word list.
We move to math which includes a review of multiplication facts. It's Mac, again...
Why are they called tables? They don't have legs or tops like tables. Why aren't they called multiplication lists? They're just lists of the multiplication facts. It's dumb.
He's on the receiving end of my look. Doesn't matter. He's still talking...
Will all of this math help me be a jabagillionaire with a really fast car?
Where'd he get that word?
We move on to narration of the day's reading assignments.
Mac has a little problem focusing, so I assist him while Wil dutifully awaits his turn.
Read above as
Wil cracks one-liners at his brother the entire time Mac narrates while I practically sit on him.
~~Preface to Mac's next statement - I am not going to tell you the title of the book Mac is reading, nor the name of the character to whom he refers. Why?
You might love someone with that name and if I'm anything, it's polite. Thank my mama. ~~
Mid-way through his narration...
If I'd given birth to that child, I'd have given her a better name. Seriously.
I instigate bribery to encourage a more studious atmosphere.
Seriously.
[You don't even know what else transpired.]
However, it has become more complicated and more expensive to bribe them.
They're now talking fast cars and women.
Did you know that male teen hormones will strip a mother of all patience and sanity?
Know it.
Mac again...
Mom, how is all of this knowledge going to help me get a girl?
What am I going to say 'hey, check out the brain'? I don't think so.
Maybe you had to see the flexing and gesturing to truly appreciate that last line. I didn't get a photo.
Sorry.
Then I realize he is sitting there all innocent and adorable - listening - learning.
Oh sure, he's only seven weeks old now, but he'll grow up to be one of them.
For now, isn't he the cutest?
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