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I Am A Hypocrite.

I just thought I'd get that out of the way right now. Often on more secular blogs, I'll see some pretty self-righteous atheist point to the likes of Larry Craig and go, "See? The ones that squawk the loudest about God and righteousness are just the ones that are the most hypocritical."

And you know, they're right.

I think knowing how righteous God is and how holy and perfect He is would make us look more and more grimy as we try to clean up our own act. Sure, there are some playacting Christians out there, but as Jesus said about the Pharisees, "They have their reward." Most of the time, though, the Christians I know try to please God. We just wind up failing pretty often, even though we have the Holy Spirit. See, we have bodies of flesh as well.

And you know, people like me enjoy being rational creatures. Several other blogs have turned the discussion to immunizations and the collective health. I think it's interesting that people are so SURE …

"Look What Evil Bert Made Me Do!!"

D came up the stairs, showing his latest creation for baby S. A spiked bracelet, just what all the babies on the block want. I'm drawing the line at letting her go to sleep with it, though.

Mmmm-MM!

Hot dogs aren't too bad for you, and your risk of colon cancer is only "slightly" higher if you eat them frequently as an adult. And "contrary to legend, they do not contain animal eyeballs, hooves or genitals, according to the Hot Dog Council's Janet Riley. But the government does allow them to contain pig snouts and stomachs, cow lips and livers, goat gullets and lamb spleens."

Glad we got that cleared up. Happy Labour Day weekend!

Discrimination.

Emperor is a tender-hearted sort of person and wants everyone to be treated fairly. He was pretty upset about the bathroom door signs depicting "men" and "women." I asked him why expecting the usual sort of "why does the girl HAVE to wear the dress" sort of inquiry.

Instead I got, "Why does this store only give the woman ONE LEG but the man gets TWO? That isn't right! She should get two legs, too."

Yes, the world is indeed an unfair place. The girl, kiddo, has to stand with her feet together because she's wearing a skirt. You wouldn't understand.

Pumpkin.

It looks more orange now, but not round like you'd expect. More like an orange and green pepper. The children water it frequently when they water themselves in the front yard during the week. I have some pics of this I will share later.

Yes, For Elf.

He really *does* think he is an elf. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the autism or maybe he's just quirky. But he will tell you that he IS AN ELF. He works at the Keebler factory every night and every grocery trip we MUST BUY one of "his" products that he worked so hard on. No, I am *not* kidding. Whenever a certain sibling wants to tease him and get him *really upset,* he just needs to matter-of-factly keep telling him that he is not an elf because elves aren't real. Elf gets very upset because that's just his brother's way of saying that HE is not real and doesn't matter. (pout)

My Older Child.

Patrick lately has been really picking on me. I'm genuinely upset and have cried alone about this many times. Just the way I MOVE in public will inspire him to harshly criticise me in front of everyone. At church on Wednesday, I made some sort of gesture while talking (I honestly don't remember what!!) and Patrick saw it through the window and loudly questioned me IN PUBLIC a moment later as to whether I was doing some "Hallelujah" move to impress my Pentecostal friends.

When I try to lay down the law and make him quit being so disrespectful, I get this "Oh, but I have no clue what I did wrong and I was just wondering" kind of thing. I think I would rather he just come out on the WAY to church and say he hates being where we are and would rather go to the Baptist church again. Then I could tell him that it's tough crap, go deal with it until you get your own car and now we're getting near the door so please pretend to be all holy n stuff. Well…

Censorship in the Kingdom.

American Bedu was recommended by a dear online friend of mine. I read it, but usually get too steamed to comment. (And you thought that wasn't possible...) The comments are perhaps more enlightening than the blog, and in the past have included remarks about how the Saudis are RIGHT in outlawing the Bible because those obnoxious Christians keep going on and on about that Hellfire and damnation thing and stirring up trouble in our land... so it's a security issue, not a religious freedom one, because the people will start to get all upset...

Well, anyway.

It's an informative blog, complete with pictures. Some of the latest are copies of Glamour and the like all doctored up so that cleavage doesn't show. To which I have to say, well, that's censorship for ya, but not something I wanted to look at anyway... but toward the end of this post, some censor has marked out Piglet so as not to offend Muslim sensibilities. I keep thinking that it must be a fun job to run ar…

Knockout Roses.

We've lived here 11 years. In that time, I haven't found ANYTHING that will grow right in front of my house except for the occasional weed. Except for these "knockout roses." They're quite expensive even for a tiny pot, and this plant is over two years old. But they do very nicely and add some interest to my front door. I wish I had a lot more of them, or that they could grow much more quickly than my weeds.

Please Help Me.

I don't pretend to be any sort of an expert on racial matters. The few times I see people speaking "non-standard English" I literally *cannot* understand them. Literally. There are very few black, Hispanic or "other" races among my very small circle of acquaintance. So when someone says something about black "culture" or whatever, I feel I have nothing of import to say.

What I *feel* like saying is that all these people are Americans just like me and should be treated exactly alike... that we need to quit making a big deal about who is what colour for EVERYONE's sake. But then again, I see such very differing opinions on this matter, and I cannot disparge someone on another side of the affirmative action argument on a personal level. They have their reasons for feeling it's a good idea.

Anyway, a comment was left on my blog about the various races, and I'm in a quandry. I feel that God created Adam and Eve and all the people came fr…

Johnny Can't Read... Because Schools Don't Teach BOYS?

I sure didn't say it. This FOX NEWS article did. What do you think of the premise that schools are not teaching boys well and are more geared toward female learning styles? The gap widens as the children age:

"Many boys are disengaging from school," Kleinfeld says. "The U.S. Department of Education’s surveys of student commitment show that boys are far less likely than girls to do homework or to come to school with the supplies they need."

Um, OK. So... the kids are in school for eight hours daily already. Cut out the homework. They forget their stuff and are disorganized? Help them out and keep the supplies at school. I'm not advocating a lack of responsibility for boys. I'm just saying that if HALF your student body has a problem with something, it's time to change it and do a little accomodating, don't you think? And really, most BUSINESSES have things like pens and paper at the desks. Do we need to get all anal about which kid bring…

Raising Ungodly Horseradishes.

Contrary to popular wisdom, I do not "tomato stake" my children, but let them run about town doing whatever they want. If only I were a better parent!! I've missed my chance. What you need to do to be a great mom in some philosophies is get a medium sized blanket when the child is small. When he starts to leave the blanket, tell him firmly, "no" one time. Next time? Wallop.

Next time? Wallop.

Next time? Wallop.

Next time? Wallop.

..."accompany it with a gentle, but firm tap on the diaper. Repeat, with reasonable pauses, until your baby listens. Do not let him do anything else until he obeys."

Doggone it, but I'm a lazy, lax ol' mom and I just strip rooms bare and gate the crawlers inside with me. Then we watch tv and eat cheerios off a small carpet sample mat together. I rotate toys. I send children into the area to play horsey or ring-a-rosy while I clean the kitchen or whatever. I just don't go to all the necessary work I'd h…

Just Because I Feel Like Posting It.

Does the state have the right to make medical decisions? Interesting question, regardless of your opinion on childhood vaccines, their efficacy and their safety:

"Mandates have a profound effect on medical practice. Once a vaccine is mandated for children, the manufacturer and the physician administering the vaccine are substantially relieved of liability for adverse effects.(3) The relationship of patient and physician is shattered: in administering the vaccine, the physician is serving as the agent of the state. To the extent that the physician simply complies, without making an independent evaluation of the appropriateness of the vaccine for each patient, he is abdicating his responsibility under the Oath of Hippocrates to "prescribe regimen for the good of my patients according to my ability and my judgment and never do harm to anyone." Instead, he is applying the new population-based ethic in which the interests of the individual patient may be sacrificed to the &q…

Muslims = Cheaters?

Eileen posts from an Islamic country somewhere overseas and has been my blog friend for some time. She did this post for me because I heard about a philosophy that it's "ok" to cheat a non-Muslim. I think it's an enlightening read and you might want to visit and say hi. A short quote from her post:

"What this is all about is that the person in question (doing the cheating) is already WANTING to cheat, is a dishonest person. He is looking for an excuse. This isn’t about religion; it’s about who’s in the IN group, and who’s in the OUT group. The person is essentially looking for a reason to rip someone off, and is rationalizing it by saying to himself, 'This person is not one of us, so it’s OK.'

...Islam does NOT say it is OK to lie; but SOME Muslims have the idea that saying your prayers washes out all your sins (kind of like “confession” in Catholicism). We had a maid who used to pilfer constantly, yet she was always praying! My fifteen-year-old Muslim …

Elf Will Never Sleep Again.

I made the mistake of telling him just before his bedtime that if *only* he could think of a machine that could get to the bottom of the ocean and get all the sunken treasure, that he would be rich beyond his wildest imaginings.

So far, we have calculated a $300,000 "tithe" to the church based on money he hasn't even gotten yet. He's flapping his hands and *shaking* all over and planning his world tour of "Kenya" and China as well as Africa. (Was he thinking "Kenya" was somewhere besides Africa?) He is going to buy a new Lego set. He is going to the zoo. Both in the same day. "Oh... I'm so excited!" he said.

Now he is singing upstairs and his brother has just told him that not only could he buy a Lego set, he can buy TWO LEGO SETS with the money.

Elf will never sleep again. All he has to do is just think of this invention, and he's set. Small detail, that.

Homeschool Interview

Sunniemom has alerted me to a blogging meme over at Raising Explorers, where a parent is informally gathering information to try to decide if homeschooling is right for her family. Click on over if you want to be part of the self-interview. My answers are in red.

Q1: Have you home studied (whether unschool or home school) from the beginning or after removing your child from public or private school? If the latter, go to Q2. If always home study, go to Q3. We removed Elf from public school after we came to the point where we realized the school wasn't really working in our child's best interests. For background on this, please see the post on why we homeschool on my sidebar.

Q2: Did you remove your child from public or private school during the school term, or during the summer break? Please describe the transition period. Did you and your child(ren) require a long transition before becoming comfortable in your decision and new lifestyle? We had many problems with the school bein…

Against Public Education?

No, I'm really not. In theory. But danged if I don't feel that way when I read stories about abuse in schools, tax money being wasted, and children not only being left behind, but being written off entirely.

(... brief aside... Just *think* about the barely above-poverty white people and the treatment they get. They do NOT MATTER, my friend. Sorry. Please note that NCLB *never* would compare whites to Asians or Indians (from India!) in mathematics or engineering, or care about whites making progress in schools... now my aside is over... back to the post... )

Then when I read stories like this about the NEA organizing and giving $50 million to Obama I just go over the top. The subheadline? "Educators organize to help voters make best choices for children."

Thanks, NEA. I'm so glad when things make you look bad, you want to "concentrate" on educating children... but other times when the heat isn't on, you'd like to tell me and my children wh…

Thanks, Jack and Annie!

Jack and Annie in Australia have sent us back our Flat Stanleys after their adventures. They enclosed a note and a gift of an Australia puzzle, some Vegemite, and some "footy" cards. I'm sure you'll love the Vegemite videos, but let's just say that we enjoy the footy cards and the puzzles a bit more LOL!

Emperor Eating Vegemite

Emperor has been going on and on for MONTHS about how he's going to move to Australia. About how when the Vegemite arrives, he'll prove he is a natural Australian. Yum! The poor fellow literally vomited about four times after this video was made. I'm sorry, but I don't think he's booking a flight anytime soon. There are many other nice things about Australia, though.

No Trustpassing.

Please do not trustpass into Elf and Emperor's room. You've been worned.

Progress

I'm guessing no one else in America had this as an educational goal, but Elf and Emperor have finally, after nearly two years of practice, learned to crack eggs without getting chunks of shell into the bowl. The egg no longer goes slimy-flying across the room, either.

Today I am celebrating this fact by having the boys make a double batch of brownies and doing the messy eggs themselves. I will help only by throwing whatever it is they make into the oven. Wish them the best!

Ideal School?

If you couldn't homeschool or send your child to private school, what would the ideal school be like?

I'd like school to be year-round with lots of little breaks rather than have children go crazy for months on end, only to later find themselves dragging in monotony later in the year. I'd also have school cover academic subjects only, and last only through fifth grade.

I'm really racking my brain, but I honestly think I haven't used any of the education I received much after the fifth grade. Sure, I learned several other things and I can use that information, but what I mean is that the major processes of learning are in place around then. I know how to add, subtract, multiply and divide. I can read a map tolerably well. I can read and construct a sentence.

Since I'm not a physicist, I don't need the specialized science and math training. Ditto for dog trainer knowledge while we're at it. But I think in addition to saving lots of money, it would be …

Games My Homeschoolers Play.

Yes, it's true that our homeschoolers are a little socially strange. So happens my students fit the stereotype in that respect, perhaps because Elf is autistic. Or perhaps it's just because we're socially strange. I'll have to admit further that homeschooling these children has led to a number of strange "games" Elf and Emperor have made up and played with each other:

Charybidis and assorted strange games. Not content to simply pretend to be Odysseus and fight monsters, suitors and the gods themselves, we must do odd things like place a duck in the bathtub, pull the plug and see if Charybidis will suck Odysseus and his ship into the vortex. Squeals of glee as the poor duck swirls about and gurgles to the draintop.

The Pushmi-Pullyu game. Link arms and try to be a two-headed Pushmi-Pullyu, just like in the Doctor Dolittle book. Act surprised when something gets broken. Give a pretend demonstration detailing how the animal pees.

The Nathan Hale game. Snea…

House Arrest, No Ho-Hos.

I'm thinking this lady needs to be put on house arrest at her own expense. It really miffs me to see people with "specialized medical needs" getting medical care for free on my dime. I mean, by that logic, if you have cancer or some other expensive disease, you should continue to shoplift gum packets until they put you away for a few years. Then when you're all better and the cancer treatment is over, you can be released and still own your own home. Yayy.

On the other hand, these arguments of being "too pretty" or "too fat" for jail really miff me, too. If this woman is truly guilty of child murder, she needs the full penalty of the law just like anyone else. I'm really, really fat, but the thing I don't understand about people who are even MORE really, really fat than me is how they can get INTO their houses and get really big to the point where they can't leave the front door.

WHO IS STUPID ENOUGH to feed this woman so much food …

Photo by G

I lent G the camera to take some pics for his blog, and he took this pic of baby J with his new haircut. He says I can post this pic on my blog. J can sign "cereal" now, so giving him food he doesn't like isn't an option anymore if I like this thing called "quiet meals." Further, since the child can say "ball," he can specify that he wants the super sugary chocolate ball cereal with marshmallow bits included. I think D got that kind because the regular chocolate cereal didn't have enough sugar in it, and he was concerned about his childrens' growth being stunted without an adequate daily sugar intake (or ADSI for you science people who like to abbreviate stuff).

Public School Students Must Wear GPS Monitor

"Students and parents must understand that attending school is not optional," [Judge] Penn said. "When they fail to attend school, they are breaking the law."

According to this FOX NEWS article, the "law" allows for so-called "truant" students to be tracked by a non-removable GPS monitor. Their every move will be tracked, but only for their own good.

I'm *sure* that forcing children to school in this fashion will make for excellent students who are the pride of their schools. These students will be diligent in their studies and their deportment will be one the teachers look forward to witnessing on a daily basis.

I'm sorry for the teachers and students who have to share a classroom with these children.

I understand the concept of a "free and appropriate education," but honestly, I think after about 14, students should be able to drop out or attend as they and their parents wish. And as much as I hate the stupidity of the rules of l…

Reasons I'm Not Buying Sonlight.

I've been following Luke and his story for some time now. He's an expectant adoptive dad and a real nut for Sonlight Curriculum. He posts a lot about it on his blog. I mean, here he doesn't even have children yet and he has plans that THIS is going to be the educational method they'd use. Sounded pretty interesting to me, so I went to check out the Sonlight website and see what it was like. I don't remember seeing Sonlight for sale through CBD (where I get all my other homeschool stuff) and have heard of some of the ladies on the MOMYs board using it with mixed reviews. (FYI, usually the people who don't like it seem to have several children of very different ages and they like the "Tapestry of Grace" stuff.) Well, I like browsing through the CBD website before buying anything because usually I can see a "sample" of what the curriculum is like.

In any event, I browsed the Sonlight website so I could see their samples and it *looked* like some…

After the Rain.

After a rainshower or a good watering, the pumpkin grows. Look at how big it is getting! This is growing in our front yard from seeds obtained from LAST year's pumpkin. It's fun to see it change as the weeks go by.

Biblical Submission.

Hopefully these are very hypothetical questions, but let's pretend so I can find your take on these issues. Ready?

1. The major presidential candidates are Uzziah Smith and Jesse Jones. You really like Uzziah Smith. But your husband tells you to vote for Jones for president instead of Smith. You think some of what Mr. Jones talks about isn't biblical, but your husband points out that Smith isn't perfect, either. Somehow you think that though Smith has his faults, he's a better candidate than Jones. Your vote?

2. Your husband is a devout churchgoer with you, but lately a famous evangelist has appeared at your church and has asked for money. He talks about obedience to the "man of God" being the same as obeying "what the man of God said to do" and he backs it up scripturally with some verses you think are taken out of context ... but now the "spirit of God" has just told your husband that your life savings is to go into the ministry so…

Bad Hair Day!

Every day! My mom carefully does my hair in a little pony in the morning. I look so cute before 8 a.m. Then my brother tries to steal my hair doodle and EAT IT! It isn't fair that all my fashion accessories are drooled upon!

Legal Child Abuse?

The following quote (with my notes in red) comes from our local school's "student handbook" on page 11. I'm not going to link to it, but those of you who know what school district I live in (same as "city name, state") can access the handbook online by doing a search for the district and finding it. It concerns "recovery rooms," which is eduspeak for "locking a child in a closet as punishment." Read for yourself:

If the student is too angry or disruptive in the Buddy Room (another classroom to which the teacher sends the child who has "disruptive behaviour...),
they will be sent to the Recovery Room where they will be
allowed time to calm down and time to develop other methods
of handling their behavior with the assistance of the Recovery
Room Staff (Um, I have lived in this district 11 years and have never seen specially assigned "Recovery Room Staff." Usually it's just the teacher or, if she's busy teaching a clas…

OK, But If EVERYONE Did It...

Let's pretend you're a bigoted jerk. Suppose you had an awful experience playing Super Mario Kart Dash as a child and now you have a real problem working with Italian people. Let's say you run a business and you don't hire any. Probably, unless you live in a mostly Italian neighbourhood, no one's going to notice. And hey, I'm all for a great workplace environment, and if I were Italian, I wouldn't want to work with an idiot like you, anyway.

But suppose EVERYONE has similar opinions on Italians. Where are they going to work and live?

Same thing with colleges. I'm reading about how colleges want to select graduates of high schools offering those classes they feel prepare students for courses at the college level. Sounds great, until you figure out that most universities dislike Christian coursework because it discourages individual thought and the like. Extremely conservative Christians can go rot, because they can accept a few Unitarians and call…

Our Day At Public School

***** *** **** Today, Elf and Emperor went to public school. Well, we pretended. First, we packed our lunches and put them into our backpacks. Then we waited outside at the "bus stop" while Mom drove around the block before picking up the children. (Much work would need to be done on staying in one spot, not running and chasing each other during "bus stop time," and waiting for the bus to stop before running pell-mell into the street if the younger children were going to ps this year!) We rode a "real" school bus at the local Sears. G pretended to be hit by the school bus ... sigh... When we got home, we ate the lunches and discovered that during the day, sandwiches get squished at school.

PE Uniforms

My older boys attend public school and are to wear a PE uniform during gym class. I don't have a problem with this as we don't want kids with chains dangling from their pockets ruining the equipment, or having zippers catch onto things they shouldn't, or *whatever.* I bought Patrick and G each two uniforms three years ago, and now it's time to buy new again. But I don't want to go to the special "sports" store where the stuff is sold during the week with the babies and middle children... you know, with EVERYONE tagging along. And yesterday I spent on weeding and D mowed the lawn.

So, today I called the sports store to see if it were open and got an answering machine. I hung up, figuring it isn't open on Sundays.

Off I went to organize some homeschooling items when the phone rang. D answered and called from across the room, "It's the sports store. They hit the re-call button and want to know what you want."

"Oh, well, I was calli…

Exploit the Earth or Die.

I was browsing on another blog and came across this handy button and this handy website. I'm not sure what to think. I don't belong with the hippie group that places more value on the life of a squirrel than people, but then again, I can't imagine some really rich dude from China or Saudi Arabia buying up a bunch of our national parks and filling them with toxic waste for profit being OK either. Maybe I am a wishy-washy environmentalist because I believe God's going to start over with a new heavens and earth later, but meanwhile we have dominion over the earth. We should be responsible to God with what choices we make in ALL areas of our lives. I'm just not ready to do the cloth diaper thing, though. We tried that with Patrick and bought diapers and pins and they'd always leak! Then you'd have to rinse doo-doos in the toilet! IwwwwWWWW. Never again. And if you go places and the kiddo poops, you have to carry the poop around with you for hours and …

Sweeping

Stop Having Children!

You can buy this T-shirt and proclaim that you have "No Baby On Board" and that you'd like everyone to "Stop having children!" Teachers, wear this to the next parent-teacher conference and I'm *sure* it will inspire a thought-provoking and intelligent response from parents and administrators alike!

I found this T-shirt while browsing a blog called Child-Free By Choice, obviously a place not applicable to me, but found during an interesting discussion on Catherine's blog. Is it out of line NOT to have children? Biblically unacceptable to purposely prevent not just "too many" children, but any at all from joining your family?

Well...

First off, most people really aren't looking to line their lives up with the Bible. They just aren't. We might as well forget that one unless the culture changes. That doesn't mean that we have to just shut up if we feel "children are a blessing" or that we shouldn't *try* to influence t…

More Sex Ed = More Sex?

Mr. Teacher wrote awhile back about a proposal to teach FOUR-year-olds about sex in Great Britain as a means to prevent abortion, pregnancy and disease:

"This has been a contentious issue in education for a long time and it is one that I have strong feelings about. I agree that more needs to be done in order to cut our relatively very high abortion rate as well as our relatively very high number of STD's among teenagers. I do not agree, however, with the idea of placing the onus of resolving this problem entirely on to schools and teachers.

Those of you who read this blog on a regular basis will already know that I am angered and frustrated by the growing number of selfish, incompetent parents who view their children as an inconvenience and who do not equip them with the requisite behavioural and social skills to be able to cope well at school, or indeed any public environment, and thereafter contribute positively to society as well-mannered, successful adults. And when I say p…

Emperor is Seven.

Yes, the young man had a birthday on Sunday. He can't wait until he's eighteen so that he can marry "lotsa pretty womens."

You can't do that, Emperor. You have to pick just one.

"Um, SCUSE ME, when I'm eighteen I can do whatever I want and you can't make me not."

Scuse you, but it's illegal and you can't do that.

"Yes, I can."

Can't. You'll go to jail for that. Or you have to divorce one before you marry another, and God says divorce is bad. You wouldn't want to do that would you?

"Oh, NO! I wouldn't."

OK, then.

"But it isn't fair..."

Why not?

"What if I get married to the very prettiest woman I can find, and then I see a prettier one? Then that's not fair!" Pout.

Hmm...

(I probably should have told him he has a lot of growing up to do, but unfortunately, there are men of seventy with less sense than this.)

Not Yummy.

None of the usual health benefits associated with bread are in this bag. We save hot dog bags, grocery bags and newspaper bags, but bread bags are perfect. It almost looks all loaf-y when you go to throw the last "item" in the bag away. I only throw the bag away when my house suddenly contains an item belonging inside that smells terribly. Guesses? We'll see how long it takes for someone to get this. :]

Here We Go Again!!

This news article briefly discusses those horrible parents who take an autistic kid out and then expect everyone to bend over backwards for him. (Yeah...) Jason Goldtrap thinks his brother ought to put his child away and he's not afraid to tell the national media as much:

“I certainly sympathize with all the families who are in this situation,” Goldtrap said. “But when we got away from the concept of institutionalization in America, we lost an important element of trying to maintain civility. There is a place for mental institutions.”

Gotcha.

OK, we should institutionalize people, never so that they can get specialized help or because they lack understanding about cars and the like and are therefore dangerous etc., but rather so that we can be a *civil* society? Maybe we should sterilize them while we're at it and make that train of thought pull into the appropriate depot. Toot-toot!

Heaven forbid the fellow shoppers at TJ Maxx have to see some guy walking all funny and making wei…

Pumpkin

Our pumpkin is growing in our front yard by the dying apple tree. D says it's all my fault the apple tree is dying because I planted the pumpkin too close. In honour of his birthday, I'm posting this picture. Happy birthday, D!!

Balanced Consideration?

Spunky Homeschool points out that California colleges don't have to accept students whose academic training has even a hint of yucky ol' religion in it. Bob Jones and Abeka stuff, referenced in the pdf of a court decision as being of inferior quality when compared to the illustrious and advanced stuff in most public high schools, has a regular place in our homeschool.

I've attended an elite public high school and graduated from a reasonably good (but not Ivies) college with a BA in English. This semi-lowbrow finds the English, Social Studies and Bible courses offered through BJU Press to be of superior quality and I'd imagine that a homeschooled student continuing his homeschool education with curriculum from this publisher would do well, all else being equal. In all fairness, my children are doing second- and third- grade work and I can't judge the high school courses.

The Abeka readers contain classic Christian and American poems and short stories. If Dick and Jane…

Must... Squeeze... Into... Dress!

Our very favourite, favourite, favourite outfit was sent to us by Casdok when S was just two months old. S has been wearing it straight from the laundry after her baths. It's getting hard to squeeze the girl in now. Her dad pays special attention to her when she wears it, and bet you even at this age she feels pretty in it. I've looked all over for a dress nearly so special. It seems that all the little, tiny girl dresses are cute, and then when you get to a 2T size, the skirts only go down to the upper thigh and spaghetti-straps are the order of the day. I'll be very sad the day we can no longer bend S's chubby little arm into the sleeves LOL! Meanwhile, we're enjoying every minute of the soft frills.

Caught!

I snuck up on G. He's happily watching Patrick play some sort of battle scene on the computer. I tried to take other pictures but they are nothing but hands. Sometimes my hand pushing his hand away from his face so I can get a photo. I know that hand-flapping is supposed to be an "autistic" behaviour, but it's awfully cute, too. I think G has grown, and we have just bought him size *13* shoes at the store. Wow.

What's Your Objection to Registering?

We've just gotten Patrick and G's papers lined up for school. The way they present you with next year's schedule is by having everyone show up en masse at the school about a week before classes. This minimizes any chance to change your classes if they aren't what you need. But what bothers me *most* about registering the children for school is the utter lack of regard for the children's personal information.

They print each kid's student number, locker number and combination at the top of the paper they hand out with the child's schedule. This wouldn't be so bad if they took the time and trouble to put it into an envelope with only the child's name on the front. But no, when you walk up to the table surrounded by others on line, they THUMB THROUGH everyone's info to hand you yours. Worse still, at the table where you must "update" your information, the papers clearly print your SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER, birthdate and race in large print. …

!!! He's Talking !!!

He waved at his toy this morning and said "nigh-nigh" to it!! WOW! OK, hopefully he doesn't forget this word. All of you guys are going to be subjected to a zillion "talking videos" when I can get little Mister to say something again. YAY!! I know at least one of you was wondering about Lemonheads, so here is a picture of a Lemonhead for comparison. They actually modeled the Lemonhead candies after baby J. I don't know how they did that since he wasn't born at the time these came out, but you must admit the resemblance.

"Mmmm?"

Come on, now, when he says that, he's asking you for a kiss!! Yes, I took his picture and went ahead and got a chocolate-y smooch. Do you see that we don't bother with bibs when we know we're going to get very messy? Even the middle-sized boys will take off their shirts when we eat with mustard and the like. The older two insist upon remaining fully clothed at the table. Please note that the booster seat is strapped to a chair D got out of someone else's trash. Yes, and we repaired it with duct tape in the back, can you tell?

Got You.

Elf and Emperor checked out some books on worms, bugs and spiders. Oh, and flies. They are very enraptured by the "Sydney Funnel-Web Spider" and have memorized all kinds of facts about it. They're deathly afraid of them. Several bug bites have been examined JUST IN CASE the Sydney Funnel-Web Spider got on an airplane and came to their house. They have been hiding secretly from one another, and when the other unsuspecting child passes by, a shout of, "SYDNEY FUNNEL-WEB SPIDER... ATTAAAACK!" can be heard several rooms over.

Feeling Included?

On my post on Adam Race being forbidden to go to Mass, anonymous recently wrote in part (click for whole article and comments):

"I do want to say that the information in the blog about Adam is completely one-sided. I know for a fact that the church has offered different choices of how to deal with Adam in mass. They have offered the crying room exclusively to them, they have offered private masses, and yet the mother has refused all of these. It upsets me that a kid has to go through this, but it also upsets me that a mother would put her kid through this. Sitting or restraining Adam in mass is a form of calming him down which means he is under stress. I'm sure the options offered would actually put Adam under less stress due to less people."

I don't think I've excluded the fact that the Races were offered the crying room in the basement and other accomodations in other posts, but if I did, I'll admit those accomodations were offered according to several major …