Note to self:
Do not, repeat, do not leave the pencil sharpener where the baby can get it.
This is the surprised look that Joe has made famous. He does it when he thinks that something he has done is of particularly large hilarity, such as sneaking up to the table to sharpen my pencil. I will allow him the use of my sharpener, but if he touches my coffee cup, we are gonna have an "episode."
School went amazingly well today and I am thrilled with how well the boys are doing, they have really jumped in with both feet! Jeremy is a little math whiz and John is reading with such fluidity and speed that it makes my heart sing for joy. After lunch we played a few games of Perfection. Truth be told, the boys love it not so much for the shape sorting exercise, or the idea of doing something together, as much as they do the explosion that occurs when you let the timer run out! We always finish before the timer and then they put their faces real close to the game and wait for the "POP." Today we let Joe play with us, that is to say, he grabbed the pieces and ran away with them and then threw them under the entertainment unit. That sounds like it has the potential to become very annoying, but really it was fun. (snort) So anyway, Joe got to experience The POP. He had that look on his face, you know the one, it says I really want to cry because that action totally freaked me out, but everyone else is laughing so I think I will too.
I spent the rest of the afternoon organizing the rest of this week's and next week's schoolwork, I finally feel caught up. I ran 4 miles, made Chicken Marenga for dinner, did the Mexican hat dance and topped it all off with three loads of laundry.
John Steinbeck beckons...
Oh, I almost forgot, I will not be around tomorrow morning, I have to get some blood work done. I am having a six-hour glucose tolerance test, blech! I would rather give birth to something, at least they give you that yummy turkey sandwich after it's over. The only thing I am going to end up with are bruises and trackmarks on my arms. Yeeaahh, that looks real nice on a homeschool mom. LOL I am not dying, just trying to rule out some things. I will let you know what they find, that is, if I have any blood left and am not too weak to type. (I used to be a drama queen, aren't you glad I don't do that anymore.) :-)