Well it's been awhile-- hush about it. I've seriously enjoyed the quiet time at my house in the mornings M-Th with all three kids gone at school.
So as a slow progression back into the blogging world, I give you some funny tidbits of life around here lately. I hope to be back in the swing soon. Just don't push me or I'll go back to the couch & my bon bons.
Number one son is adjusting slower than I anticipated to the middle school grind. All the "new's" paired with hormones have him a tad grumpy 90% of the time.
His homework the other night was done with Hubbo, and these were his answers, always good for a laugh.
Instructions:
Tell why you would or would not like to ride in each vehicle listed below.
1. Airplane: I don't like to leave Oklahoma.
2. Ferry: I don't like crossing the river,
3. Taxi: I don't like riding with strangers.
4. Subway: I don't like being underground.
5. Motorcycle: They're too noisy.
Instructions: Suppose you worked in a bicycle shop. What might you say to someone to get them to buy a bike?
It costs $.88. It's good for riding it to school.
Today son#1 came home today telling me that Mrs. Fowlers at school is coming to Pryor with us next week for Thanksgiving. Surprise Aunt Tala! Here is our conversation:
Me; Well honey, Mrs. Fowlers probably has her own family she wants to spend Thanksgiving with. That's what most people do, spend it with their own family.
son#1: Well, not this year. She's coming to Pryor for the very first time. She'll just have to bring her parents. I think they'll like Pryor too.
(Now, I'll stop right here to tell you, Mrs. Fowlers has some lighter tones of gray in her hair...)
me: Hmmm, well have you asked her about this yet? Invited her?
son#1: No, but she'll come, she likes me.
me: You have the biggest heart of any kid I know.
son#1: Yeah I know. It's red & down in my stomach.
me: Your heart is in your stomach?
son#1: Yeah, I hide it there so no one steals it.
me: Sounds like a good place. I'll remind you of this conversation when you're dating.
