Tis true.
What with 7 kids, drama of all kinds, a 23 yr marriage, my own perpetual screwing up my life, endless running hither and yon we do lead an awfully unboring life.
However, when I started this blog almost two years ago, I promised My Man that I would not post the good, the bad and the ugly, but only the good, the funny, the sublime. And this summer has been full of the bad, the ugly, the nefarious, the out and out wildness of making it in this world. Unfit for publication or at least unfit for this blog's publication.
And there are the really funny things my children say. I get a smile on my face as it would make perfect fodder and the older ones immediately give me this retort: "Do NOT put that on your blog!" You readers have missed quite a lot of amusement at their expense *ahem* I mean on their behalf.
People have asked me if I have ever found the two DVD's from my last entry - the answer is NO. Do NOT ever lose library dvd's. These two cost me $55, which will be refunded if I should ever find them. I have had offers of replacement from some of you, but the library will only take their especially encoded dvd's. Makes me want to stick with netflix all the more - if you lose dvd's from netflix, they just ask that you replace them with any old dvd (mind you, it has to be the same title and not some er pirated copy - but it can be used), so I've replaced them with ebay wins and amazon purchases. But over time I've found the missing netflix movies, so now at least I own them. Not so with the library dvd's. "Forever Gone" - the story of two dvd's that inexplicably ran off while in the household of seven kids. Truly, they were there the night before I had to return them. And then they weren't.
The children start school on Tuesday. In a swift blink of an eye, the summer is gone. Doesn't seem quite long enough, does it? The girls are excited to go back, with the exception of hearing about the new changes to the dress code: shorts to the knees are allowed, and pants to the shoe. BUT NO CAPRIS. Huh? What's up with that? They cover more skin than shorts! So off to replace Miss J's capris. She likes that. Shopping.
Plus last year was very cold in the school so she wore tanks under her uniform polos. This year, the tanks must be the same color as the polos. More school shopping.
The boys are set. Or at least they think they are. They refuse to believe they grew over the summer and need to try on their pants. Remember, pants must touch the tops of shoes and these are inches above. Growing is a good thing. Trying on pants is not a good thing. Nor is shopping unless it is for video games.
Miss J and Mr P are on the golf team this year. It runs in the family through their dad's blood. Miss J is the only girl on the team and I told her to enjoy it. She is. She had to wear polos so that meant a shopping trip to buy her some, as she didn't want to wear school uniform polos during the summer, I mean, come ON, Mom!
Mr J will be homeschooled with Mr M looking over his shoulder and learning via osmosis, hopefully. I am using K12 with him. To test for placement, he was to read the questions on the monitor without any help and then choose the correct answer. Mind you, remember he is six. He would be out of Kindergarten and into first grade. I sat there and pointed to the monitor. "Read these words and then pick the answer that fills the blank," I said, rolling my eyes in disbelief. He would sit there and say, "A" or "C" and then "Mom, I'm good, aren't I?" sigh. His questions were of this ilk: "In Australia, the mother kangaroo keeps her baby in _____?" and then fill in the blank.
I called my cyber helper. "I'm really not supposed to read the sentences and answers to him?"
"No, you're not."
"Do you know what the sentences are?"
"No."
I read her a selection. "There is no way a normal 6 yo would be able to read these sentences and answers. He is guessing on the answers and certainly you can't accurately assess what his placement should be."
Several days later, I get a call with his results and placement for the year. They were very pleased to inform me that he scored exceptionally. I told them no, he guessed. As his mom, I know what he can and can't read and he certainly couldn't read anything they had on that test. No "mop" no "and" no "get".... nothing like that. Should be fun.
I only managed to churn out two layouts in two months. I churned out a lot of bracelets, though and if you want to buy any, as I have had requests, just drop me a note at blingbabe1@gmail.com. I would love to make you one. in fact, I would love to make you one more than I would like to clean my house, hard as that is to believe, so please order a lot in many sizes and many colors for all your friends and relatives and for your entire school.
credits here and here.Ok, off to shop (Mom's favorite kind - online scrappin') catscraps birthday digi sale.
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