When my kid brother was little he was notorious for his “buts,” more to the point, his “yeah, buts.”
“Didn’t I ask you to clean your room?” “Yeah, but I’m not finished with this game.”
“It’s time for bed.” “Yeah, but can’t I stay up a little longer?”
“Tell Mom and Dad that I had a boy over and I’ll make sure that you never see your eighth birthday.” “Yeah but, Dad pays really well for this kind of information.”
You get the picture.
We used to tease him mercilessly about his “yeah buts”. Every time he said it we’d taunt him with things like “Oh, when did Yeahbut get here? It’s been a while since Yeahbut stopped by. How ya been, Yeahbut?”
We all have our “yeah, buts” though, don’t we?
Yeah, we homeschool, but we’re fairly normal and we don’t judge others based on their schooling choices. We’ve run into a lot of people who seem to think that their choice (be it homeschool, public or private) is right for everybody, and they feel a need to win you over. As far as we’re concerned, there are many ways to nurture thoughtful, intelligent, kind human beings. This is the right path for us, for now.
Yeah, he made a sling shot today, determined as all get out to “hunt down some dinner” (nice diction there, buddy), but his aim is not very good, so I didn’t have to Google “squirrel recipes”. (Hallelujah!) I am not the biggest fan of living, breathing squirrels, but I am absolutely certain that I’d rather have them alive and eating my tomatoes than dead in a stew pot. (shiver)
And speaking of “hallelujah,” you might have noticed that faith is a big part of our lives, but I don’t intend to proselytize here. (Oooh, look at her using the $5 words!) So you can stop losing sleep over that one.
Yeah, we had a lot of fun today crafting with shells that we brought home from the beach in May, but we didn’t come up with the idea ourselves. We had some inspiration from Jen of Swallowfield, who took her inspiration from Blair of Wise Craft. It’s like a little branching river of creativity, this blog business.
Yeah, we’re kind of stingy with what’s left of Pop’s Peach Ice Cream, but you can find the recipe here.
Yeah, Daddy had his own ideas for a craft today, rubberband guns…
…but we’re not usually this violent, and we have pretty good health insurance, so you know I let it go. I also seized the opportunity of them all being outside to raid the ice cream with no witnesses.
“What? The ice cream’s gone? How’d that happen? Man your guns men, looks like there’s dessert theives lurking about!”
Have a wonderful weekend everyone!