My Crazy Kids...

There is no risk of taking ourselves too seriously around here.  Any time I think I'm starting to get an orderly system in place, disaster strikes and I have to regroup and start all over.  Even as I grit my teeth and rip out some hair, I force myself to see the humor in our most ludicrous moments.  Like the other evening when Siobhan and I were working through some tough chemistry equations, and Baby Lux began tearing through the kitchen in his diaper, screaming like a banshee and digging guacamole out of the trash.  I started thinking that homeschooling 6 might be too big of a job for me and resigned myself to the fact that my kids would be ignorant of science.  Just then Filia came around the corner and, seeing her naked brother, exclaimed, "Mom!  He looks PERFECT for the Archimedes play we are putting on!"  :)

Tert brings so much laughter to our lives.  He comes out with the craziest stuff (some of which is a bit too shocking to share on our family blog ;). Each morning we have a brief "educational movie break."  Something like a dry documentary to make me feel less guilty for sending them downstairs to watch TV while I teach the older ones.  The other day Tert said, "Mom, does my movie HAVE to be educational?!  Because I am thinking of a couple with crude humor that are educational in my mind..."

On the phone with Grandma, Tert said, "Hi, Grandma!  We need to borrow your toilet plunger, and I was the only one brave enough to ask you."  :)

I told Tert that he wasn't allowed to join the big kids on their bike ride.  He protested, "Mom, you said that you didn't trust me last time either, and I was FINE!"

Rus - "Mom, isn't it glucose that makes people's skin look dark?"

I feel sheepish on the rare occasion that I bring a parade of school-age kids to the grocery store in the middle of the day.   Walking through Market Basket with my 4 youngest, I wondered if judgmental shoppers would assume I was slacking off as a home school mom, dragging a lot of little "unschoolers" on errands.  Rus interrupted my thoughts when he pointed out some taco bowls and observed, "Mom, look at those edible salad bowls!  They remind me a lot of trenchers from the Middle Ages."  :)

The other night Leo burst into our room and announced, "Mom!  Dad!  Tert is calling people names and telling them to shut up IN HIS SLEEP!"

An older sibling accused Tert of lying today, and he said, "Nope, I didn't lie.  I was just misrepresenting things."

I was saying to Filia, "Isn't Grandma kind to make us these dinners?"  She replied, "YES, SHE'S MY FAVORITE KIND!"