|What can I say? My kids are weird.|
Earlier this evening Charlie (almost 4 months old) helped Paul (7) practice his spelling. Or reading. Something word related. I'll let you decide what to call it, m'kay? The game goes like this:
Chombie (being voiced by yours truly, "talking" in the manner of The Power Rangers when they're suited up. You know....they have to move their arms around wildly so you know which one of them is talking because you can't see their faces? Yeah. That.): Hey, um, Paul?
Paul: Yes? *giggle giggle giggle*
Chombie: What does, um, b-u-t-t spell?
Paul: uh....BUTT!!! *cackle cackle cackle*
Chombie: Okay, okay...what does p-o-o-p spell?
Paul: POOP! Hahahahaha! That was easy.
Chombie: Fine, here's hard one. What does f-a-r-t spell?
Paul: *looking upward to see all important consonant blend in his mind's eye* That....spells....FART! Heeee heeeee heeee, oh Chombie, you're the best baby.
Y'all, I actually called that part of "school" for Paul today. Our read-aloud time was his bedtime story. We listened to some Vaughan Williams in the car (his favorite track--oh my gosh, I know. He has a favorite Vaughan Williams song. You can thank my husband for that. If it were just up to me, he'd love Radioactive [which he does, but he calls it "Ready to Whack You." Hilarity.] and nothing else. Anyway, his favorite Vaughan Williams track is Seventeen Come Sunday from the English Folk Song Suite). He played outside a LOT in this most gorgeous season of gorgeousness.
That was it. Usually we do at least a little math, but we didn't even do that. Not today, folks. I should probably feel guilty or something but I just can't muster it. The weather will not be lovely for long. My boy will not be little for long. I want learning to remain exciting and magical for as long as possible.
He was practically giddy the other day when he realized you could line big numbers up and add them just like you can with smaller numbers. "So 27 plus 32 is....59? Is that right? Yes! Oh! I can add the biggest numbers in the world!!!"
|This picture pretty much creeps me out, but it was the first one I saw of Paul so opposite of enjoy!|
Is that enough notes about learning? My brain is so tired. We met with our loan officer today. And there was a rehearsal several zillions of miles away. So much driving. And I'm so tired. And there is no end to the laundry ever because we're not nudists (why are we not nudists?!?!?) so even if, hypothetically, I were to wash and dry and put away every bit of dirty laundry in the house people are still wearing clothes and making them dirty. Conspiracy!
That's probably enough from me, huh? Check out some more guilt-free learning notes over at Melanie's place and.....bless America! Why will these big children not stop talking on both sides of my head??? Finishing this paragraph is impossible.
Edit: it is now 11:36 p.m. and I'm only back to add pictures and to publish because I'm pretty sure midnight is the best time to publish blog posts. Yes. So profesh.