A little brain candy for your Wednesday internet trolling, because I am short on sleep and long on a laundry list of domestic duties to be tackled before my! little! sister! and her family! get here on Saturday afternoon for a prolonged staycation with us. They’re moving to Colorado and I could not be more excited. This is how good God is: when Dave got the call about his current job, we were sitting in my in-law’s living room in South Bend, Indiana. 4 hours later we were waiting for our flight in the South Bend airport when Lizzie called to say “Guess what…?” At almost the same time, we blurted to eachother “We’re moving home!” Shocked squeals abounded, and now, 2 months later, it’s really happening. Between our 5 ex-utero children under the age of 4, it should be a really fun couple of weeks while they house hunt. Or so I’m telling myself as I needlessly bleach towels and fruitlessly mop floors.
Anywho, please enjoy the following random. As for me, I’ll be rocking my Alpha Rev playlist and swiffering the shit out of the first floor.
The Pope is single-handedly destroying the Catholic Church. Oh yes he is, you’d better believe it. You’ll have the easiest time believing it if you spend lots and lots of time trolling comboxes and kvetching over the ineloquence and foolishness of this simple man in white. Oh yes.
- Read books (he can’t read, but he will stare for 20-30 minutes at a stack of library books, flipping through them at the pace of an actual reader. I don’t know, maybe he is gaming the system by forcing all those read-alouds and he actually comprehends at a 6th grade level.
- Work on my letters, mommy. This one involves foam letters from the Target dollar spot, a lot of answering questions when he fetches me various members of the alphabet, and then some halfhearted attempts to point out things around the house to match the letter in question. Rosie inspired this idea.
- Worm or rabbit hunting. Now that the floods have subsided, we’re mostly back to bunnies only, but our neighborhood is teeming with rabbits. Think 3-4 on every lawn up and down both sides of the street at dusk. If you drive too fast into the driveway, you can flush an entire Disney animated short out of the shrubs. I send the boys out regularly to hunt and report on the whereabouts of our fecund neighbors. Never fails.
- Cutting. With scissors. Safety scissors + old newspaper, magazine, bulletin, whatever = 30 minutes (I am not kidding) of uninterrupted and relatively quiet concentration on his part. He is only allowed to cut at his IKEA kiddie table, and he thinks it is the coolest.thing.ever. Then he cleans it all up at the end of his special cutting time. Homeschooling: nailed it.