Spelling.....the
icky poo dread-fest on my part. I think it is because 1) I am required to stay with the varmit kiddo the entire time, instead of teaching and being able to float to the next
kid, or to the kitchen for a secret snack, and 2) my dry erase magnetic board
is sitting on the floor. I haven't found a place I want to hang it,
forcing my old creaking bones (and let's be honest, fat butt) to sit on the
floor for two 20 minute spelling sessions. Frankly, it's hard to get up. Small
just isn't getting it, either. He still struggles with the whole double the f,l,s (off,
sell, dress) and the ck (snack) from Level 1 even though we're several steps
into Level 2. I think I'm pushing too fast. Boo.
In Math Medium
just finished 15 (!!) while Large is on 13 and Small is on 11. I am trying to
not push him on this like I am spelling and think I may need to reverse.
Grammar for
Small and Medium is going at a decent daily pace. They’re pretty much on
schedule with finishing their books in May. Notice the proper use of they’re
and their. I’m so in the right (not write) field. Large is also cruising through his Writing
& Grammar, while hugely despising knowing the difference between transitive
verbs, intransitive verbs, direct objects, objects of preposition and so forth.
I am aware that this isn’t something he’s going to need in “real life” BUT if
he wants to go to college, he’ll be able to whiz through the grammar part of
the ACT or SAT like a fat CAT. Oh yeah, I went there.
Large is also
doing typing (he complains), and science (he complains). Picking up a trend?
I'm trying to do
two days of geography and two days of history, but when we're busy, it's a
pretty day, or we have any miniscule excuse at all, these get pushed to another
day, also known as we're barely doing each once a week. Barely. Ok, haven't
done either in weeks. There. Happy? We would have studied North Carolina this
week, but had to make an emergency run to the vet. That’s a whole other blog.
Reading: Large
is reading Heroes, Gods, and Monsters of Greek Myths, that somewhat goes with
our history, when we do it. Sigh. Medium
only wants to read Beast Quest series or Diary of a Wimpy Kid series. I’m
making him read a kids version of the Odyssey since he constantly said he hated
Harry Potter. Blasphemer. I compromised to wait a year on HP, if he will start
reading more classics. We shall see. Small was getting headaches every day so a
visit to the eye doctor landed him in stinkin’ expensive totally cute
reading glasses. He’s reading Frog and Toad, and loves to read. I heart him, so
much. I love the word reading. Reading.
Please read to me more my precious reader. Books, books, and more books.
For Bible we’re taking
a break from Bible Study Guide for All Ages curriculum as we talk about Bible
Virtues and Christmas. This week we talked about generosity, as every recent
shopping trip has been more about, “why can’t I buy this for myself”, or “I
want this for Christmas” instead of thinking of others. It’s making me more than cranky at the stores
and Christmas Spirit? Fuggetaboutit. Scrooge, Grinch,
you-all-are-the-most-ungrateful-children Spirit is more like it. I must succeed
in making them not rotten. I must. This is a can’t fail. If they’re adults that
hate to read (shudder), can’t spell (please no), or stink at math (like their
mudder) but are generous, kind, considerate, hard-working men? I’ll take it. Will I be happy? Probably not.
BUT, if they are highly intelligent, super book-smart, lazy hand-out expecting
twits? I HAVE FAILED. Hands-down, worst homeschooler ever. If they’re financially successful, but stingy
jerk-wads that think they’re better than everyone around them? I HAVE FAILED. More
than just worst homeschooler, worst parenting ever. Therefore, with prayer and Bible study, I’m
going to change their little gimme gimme hearts.
Girlie is
enjoying her junior year, as much as one can enjoy a junior year filled with
geometry and chemistry and public school-filled drama, has been applying for
jobs, and is in a cheer tumbling advanced class where she is kicking booty. She
tends to suffer the same I-want-itis as the boys when it comes to shopping.
Gah. Blasted kids.
It’s December 1st
and we haven’t put up a single Christmas decoration. I have finally taken down
the fall stuff though. Totally counts. We have watched Home Alone twice on the road, and I say quotes from Elf and Christmas Vacation alllll the time.
"That there's an RV Clark."
"I'm in a store and I'm singing! I'm in a store and I'm SIIIINGIIIIING!"
"I like Smiling, Smilings my favorite."
Maybe this weekend we’ll get our Holiday
on. Maybe. What about you, tens thousands
of readers? Have you decked your halls already?
