Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Alphabet Soup

Boiling water
Bag of letters
Cooked til almost done

Tomatoes smushed, pureed
By a man named Trader Joe
Thank you, dear man

Mix together
Still too hot, put in frig
Serve warm

One tired Mama
Two satisfied boys
Homeschool lunch

Monday, September 1, 2008

Good Lord I'm Tired

Today is the first day of school. Not school on wheels, as Treefrog tends to call "real" school since students can ride a bus, but homeschool. Our day started at 3 am.

No, we do not live on a dairy farm.

No, we do not have a blind rooster with his days and nights mixed up.

Nope, we have a three year old and a one year old who both decided to wake up at that time. I have a sneaking suspicion that Treefrog may have had something to do with awakening Fish, but no hard evidence as I was trying my best to continue my wanderings in dreamland.

So, Treefrog crawled into bed with me (which means that I got about as much sleep as a vampire), Ben took Fish a bottle and we thought all was well. Of course, Fish was not convinced that all was well, so Ben gave him some cereal and another bottle which finally convinced Fish that, yes indeed, the world was right again . . . at 4:30am. I found Ben on the floor of the office this morning. He had built a nest out of a couple of quilts and insisted that the floor was more comfortable than our couches. Oooooookaaaaaay.

Finally, around 9 we started school. We read lots of books and talked about all of our letters. We did an alphabet hunt and found all the letters of the alphabet that I had hidden around our living room. Then we had eleven-sies - Treefrog packed away two bowls of cereal, the little hobbit.

Now, it is time for a nap. Think I can convince Treefrog and Fish that it's time for snooze?

Yea, me either.