Wow. I am terrible at blogging. I have only myself to blame. Apparently, I can only handle teaching kindergarten.
That’s it.
I am drowning, my friends. Drowning in a sea of lesson plans, meetings, emails, observations, and, oh yeah, actually TEACHING the little pumpkins. And then there’s the four little Maliblahblah children that I must still rear, what with their homework, basketball, chores, and whatnot.
And let us not forget the Mister . . . Sir Pig Farmer himself. Here’s a fun little story for you:
We went to town. This is not uncommon, seeing as how we must, upon occasion, visit society. I looked at my husband and noticed a smear of something red on his clothing.
Me: Is that blood on your clothes?
David: Yup.
Me: Didn’t you change your clothes after you butchered the pigs this morning?
David: Nope.
Me: But we are out. In public.
David: Yup. I was wondering how long it would take you to notice.
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Stand down, ladies. He is all mine!
It was a terrible idea to combine “Pig Butcherin’ Day” with “Going to Town Day.”
Yes! We still have pigs. Jealous?
So, let us without further ado make a list of all the happenstances that have occurred these past weeks.
1) The kids started school! Yes. This was in September, but we are pretending I am not behind in my blogging.
Sweet Pea is in 6th, Daisy Mae is in 5th, Handsome Dude is in 2nd, and Little Dude is in 1st.
This year has been going a bit better than last year. The kids are finding friends and doing well. We all miss parts of homeschooling, but are enjoying our big change still.
2) Handsome Dude was the first student in his class chosen to be “Star Student of the Week.” I believe this is because he was doing a good job of being respectful (yes! MY BOY!), but he is certain it was because he was the fastest at doing a math page.
Under the section titled, “When I Grow Up…” he wrote:
“I want to be a lektreshine and I want to be helfey.”
Which, of course, means he wants to be an electrician and he wants to be healthy.
Precious to my heart. Of course you all remember that my husband is not a lumberjack at all, but is, in fact, an electrician.
3) Little Dude gave himself a haircut.
His reasoning?
“Because when I raised my eyebrows they would touch my hair and it hurt, so I cut my hair.”
Brilliant!
4) Halloween.
I did a total mom-fail and neglected to get pictures of my kids. Because I am tired and my brain is full of all the things.
But I DO have this gem of a photograph:
That’s the K-1st team at the school dressed up as The Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf.
I am the second pig in from the left.
Oink, Oink!
5) David went on his ridiculously long hunting trip again. And, as per the usual custom, disaster struck . . . this time in the way of Strep Throat.
You know what is NOT easy? Writing sub plans. But I digress . . . .
We survived. On the evening of Daisy Mae’s SECOND bout of strep, we played a little card game:
Handsome Dude has decided he will never again smile in a picture. Does that sound like anyone you know?
6) Sister Meagan asked me to find the picture of Little Dude with his bunny Screamer from the days of yore. It makes me sad to look at it:
Can you believe this was about 3-4 YEARS ago? This was during the phase when he would tromp around in two left cowboy boots and announce to everyone,
“My bunny’s name is Screamer.”
Little Dude is now 6 and apparently has a love life now.
Me: Do you have a girlfriend?
(They are not supposed to have girlfriends.)
LD: Yup! Oops . . . I am not supposed to tell you that. Um, nope!
Me: Dude! You are not supposed to have a girlfriend!
LD: But she is just a friend that is a girl! And I don’t kiss her or anything!
Me: Do you write notes to her?
LD: Only in kindergarten.
Me: What sort of note would you write her in kindergarten?
LD: I said, “I am sorry for shouting out when you were raising your hand.”
Me: But you don’t write notes anymore?
LD: In first grade? NEVER!
So, there you go. Apparently the dude has had a steady girlfriend since last year.
Who knew?!
Happy Sunday!
You’re kids are getting so big! Beautiful children, by the way. Good to hear from you again!
There are so many jokes related to your dressing as a pig for Halloween that I can’t begin to list them…pig farmer/lumberjack must have been in “hog” heaven! =o)
Thanks for posting. Your kids look great. I really enjoy catching up with your busy life.
Funny…I just about run crying and screaming from 6 yr olds…but for some really odd reason I can teach high school kids no prob. It DOES NOT make sense. 1st graders scare me 😉