So, I don’t know where the time went. I mean, really, wasn’t June just yesterday? Okay, so for those of you who want to know, here’s what’s happened. John started first grade, soccer and cub scouts. I became a den leader. John & I went on our first cub scout camping trip last weekend, the Spook-o-ree. It was quite exciting. John played football with boys for the very first time, did lots of typical scout things, got eaten alive by bugs and we almost stepped on a pygmy rattlesnake. It was very natural, except for the port-o-potties.
I’m volunteering at John’s school twice a week, which is interesting to do with Peter. He usually plays on a computer or watches a movie with headphones, although he also likes to come and watch what the big kids are doing, too. I help with the reading and math centers, and give physics lessons. When the teacher’s team won tug of war against two kids, they all cried that it was unfair… Yes, I said, that’s what I mean by unbalanced forces. Next: gravity. I plan to start with a clip of Wile E. Coyote not falling until he realizes he’s run off the cliff.
I’m anxiously awaiting the presidential election. I desperately want Barack Obama to win. I was okay with McCain winning, just preferred Obama, until Palin came on the scene. She apparently still does not know what the vice president does, thinking that Cheney has been doing it right.
Peter is changing a lot – he likes to learn songs and sing them now, he is extremely chatty with anyone and everyone, and he likes to memorize books. I can’t really say that he’s reading, but he sure can recite a book. He’s not in school, so it’s been a little weird trying to keep him entertained and happy. Next year, he’ll be in school every day. We’re trying to give his little lungs a chance to beef up before he gets another onslaught of germs. Said lungs are currently under attack. We think the steroids will be coming out in a day or two, but you never know. The Flovent has been pretty good so far at making colds just be colds.
I don’t seem to be quite as rant-worthy lately. I don’t have anything to get on my soapbox about. I did find out some peculiar things about owls. Apparently, if you burn owl eggs and mix the ashes with water, then drink it, you can cure alcoholism or prevent it in a child. Also, nailing a dead owl to the door will keep evil spirits and sickness away. And the owl is actually the baker’s daughter who didn’t want to give Jesus a whole cake and thus was transformed into an owl. Weird stuff. I was trying to find some way to tie this owl craft in with something useful for cub scouts, and the best I’ve come up with is that owls see well in the dark, we don’t, so we have to use our other sense, so let’s play blindman’s bluff.
More another day…
