random navel gazing from a knitting, cooking, home schooling mama. who is way cooler than that sounds. really.
Resonating
The sole true end of education is simply this; to teach men how to learn for themselves; and whatever instruction fails to do, this is effort spent in vain.
• Last week, I was doing some baking with the kids (if you knew how much I prefer being alone in the kitchen, you would award me 8 million super mom points), and I told Big to go give his hands a rinse while we were cooking. When he came back, I noticed he was doing something weird (like that’s new), and I said, “WHAT are you DOING?” And he goes, “I’m drying my hands.” And then I was forced to say, “WE DON’T DRY OUR HANDS UNDER OUR ARMPITS.”
Happily, the banana bread we were making was for their breakfast, and I wasn’t going to eat any of it. But SERIOUSLY. Who has to make that rule? WHO?
• ‘member last week when Little lost a tooth in the carpet? Well, this week she lost another one.
In my bed.
I said, “I suggest you find it, because if I’m sleeping and get bitten by some marauding tooth, I am NOT going to be happy about it.”
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• Oh, and before I forget, there is a TON of good research and ammo against the Common Core at the What Is Common Core blog (for those of you still reading who haven’t sprained your eyes rolling them at me and my endless carrying on about this issue).
• And one more article on the absolutely Orwellian NATIONAL STUDENT DATABASE that they’ve created to keep track of us for the rest of our lives. Information Bill Gates wishes to have so he can SELL US STUFF.
• I was trying to show the kids how to jump rope the other day. Word to the wise: having your plumbing rearranged by two 9 pound babies seems to mean jumping rope is off the table forevermore. Just sayin’.
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