Monday, September 14, 2009
So my friend Megan and I got invited by the University of Maryland to go to Springfield, Illinois to present a poster about our backyard farming blog for a Small Farm Conference held there. We leave first thing in the morning and will be returning Friday afternoon. UofM is paying for our flights and entrance to the conference. I'm sure I will be posting pictures when I return.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Well, this was my solution. Yes, I'm a terrible mom, I banned my kids from the living room. It was bliss.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A friend of mine sent me this, and I had to laugh since at one time or another I have done almost all these things:
You Know You are a Homeschool Parent When:
When a child busts a lip, and after seeing she's okay, you round up some scotch tape to capture some blood and look at it under the microscope!
You find dead animals and actually consider saving them to dissect later.
You ask for, and get, a copier instead of a diamond tennis bracelet for your wedding anniversary.
Your kids think reading history is best accomplished while lying on the floor with their head resting on the side of their patient dog.
Your husband can walk in at the end of a long day and tell how the science experiment went just by looking at the house.
You have meal worms growing in a container....on purpose.
Talking out loud to yourself is a parent/teacher conference.
You can't make it through a movie without pointing out the historical inaccuracies.
You step on math manipulatives on your pre-dawn stumble to the bathroom.
The teacher gets to kiss the principal in the faculty lounge and no one gossips.
You can't make it through the grocery produce department without asking your preschooler the name and color of every vegetable, and you can’t put the produce in your cart without asking your older student to estimate it's weight and verify accuracy.
You try to (quickly) capture the huge bee that was knocked unconscious as it accidentally flew into your car window, so the kids can classify and inspect it.
You DREAM of a room (or even a whole house!) with wall to wall, ceiling to floor bookshelves.
You are on a first name basis with the majority of local librarians.
Who knew that math manipulatives could be made into guns?
Tuesday, September 1, 2009