Ethan is thoroughly enjoying his spelling. He laughs when I go to him and say, "Pop quiz!" He is rocketing though the lists I have and only gets irritated if he gets a word wrong. I wish I had enjoyed spelling as much as he does. I detested it growing up. My mother would drill me on words and my overriding thought was: "I hope this will be over soon."
We had friends from Massachusettes here this weekend so our child count doubled. Doran and Amory go to public school. We met them because their mom buys beads from Esther and me. They had never been to our house before although we've stayed at their house several times. It was a weekend fun fest. Ethan played on his DS with them. Ryan jumped on the trampoline with them. They all played troll together which seems to involve building castles out of the large blocks we have in the living room allowing three of the boys to hide behind them while the fourth one attacks the castle and its inhabitants with a pillow while grunting. Big fun for the 4 to 10-year-old set.
For me the perk was hanging out with Jeff, Doran and Amory's mom, and getting all four boys to help move things from the basement to the third floor so Esther and I can sort them. Jeanne got to spend the weekend studying for the silly social work exam that Connecticut is forcing her to take because it won't accept her Louisiana social work license. She claims this was fun. I have my doubts.
Now all the house guests are gone and a nice cup of cocoa is calling me. I am incapable of ignoring the call of cocoa while the wind is rattling my windows.
3 comments:
Sounds like good times, friends, then quiet, and COCOA! I'm off to make a cup, with fluff, I might add!-k
By fluff do you mean fluffy whipped cream or actual fluff as in the stuff that comes from a jar. One the one hand I hope you mean whipped cream, on the other hand, stirring in fluff sounds strangely interesting.
No, I meant FLUFF! It's AWESOME!
Post a Comment