Thursday, September 24, 2009

Homeschool Humor

I was trying to explain odd and even numbers to the Measle. I tried explaining that if she could divide a number into two even groups then it was an even number. She wasn't getting it. So I tried being more specific. "If I gave you 4 cookies and asked you to share them with your little brother, how many would you each get?" She was still having trouble. I got out some of American Boy's duplo legos that happened to be within arm's reach and tried again with that scenario using the legos as our imaginary cookies. Finally, she got it! Meanwhile, American Boy is running down the hallway with a sparkle in his eye calling, "Cookies? You made cookies? Where are the cookies?" I hated to disappoint him, but I said, "Oh, honey, we don't have any cookies. We're doing Measle's math." He took one look at those legos and said with a shake of his head, "That's not math!"

Mr. Monk picked up one of his dad's garage sale vinyl records and exclaimed, "This smells just like our Arthur Scott Bailey books! Is this just the smell of old?"

I asked Mr. Monk if he was wearing the same shirt for the 3rd day in a row. He corrected me that today's the 5th day. I'd say it's time for a change, but then again I like the idea of less laundry! Besides I need my boys to wear the same thing several days in a row to make up for my girls who go through at least three outfits per day.

I liked writing a series of posts. I'm thinking of doing one on nutrition or exercise. Any interest there?


  1. Yes yes yes!!! Do a series on exercise!!!! That would be so helpful!
    And your kids are so funny! And SMART! I need to come to homeschool at your house!

  2. sure, i am totally enjoying your blog!

  3. Yep, I'm interested in both of those topics.



Related Posts with Thumbnails
My photo
I'm an on-the-run mom to 6 kids who studied and taught exercise science in a previous life. I love all things running, nutrition, and health-related. I usually run at zero dark thirty in the morning and am often quite hungry before, during, and after my run, but I live a rich, full, blessed life with my children, family, and friends. My faith in God is my anchor, and looking to Him and His promises allows me to live fully even when life circumstances are difficult. While running gives me an appetite, my desire is to hunger and thirst for righteousness more than for physical food.