Filed under: 1/2 Marathon Training, Goats, Running/Racing, Uncategorized | Tags: Kids, Self-Indulgent, Training
First item:
1/2 Marathon Training, W1D2*: 30 minutes of cross-training. Did this during my lunch break. So far, so good.
Other than I want to eat ALL THE FOODS.
Item 2 / Over herd last weekend: Continue reading
I think I told you that we had a family wedding recently…? When I say “we” I mean 75% of Waltz Family were actually members OF the wedding party.
Guess who got to be one of the flower girls…? Continue reading
Filed under: Family, For Fun, Goats, P2 | Tags: 2nd Grade Homework, Education, Kids, Parenting
Goat #1’s first assignment of the school year was to write some suggestions for a class pet. I’m just going to let his homework speak for itself:
Can you say OVERACHIEVER…?
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I’m guessing the child of two Type A parents doesn’t have much choice but to be so thorough. Anyone else having fun with the back-to-school stuff?
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***Not sure what I’m doing wrong, but the link above seems to go to a page with YET ANOTHER link on it, called “Teachers Pet” so just click that if you get there, too. Trust me, it’s worth it.
Tonight when I got home with the Goats, Goat #1 was so into his DS game that he stayed in the car after Goat #2 and I came in the house. He didn’t come in for almost 15 minutes, so I was in the kitchen still getting dinner underway when he finally came in the back door. When he did, he was holding his right arm at a weird angle, with his DS case sort of tucked against his body with his elbow. He said “My arm really hurts, and I don’t know why!”
I thought he must have a weird cramp from carrying his case so awkwardly. So I took his case from him, and set it on the counter. As soon as I had the case, he tried to straighten his arm out, and started yelping. Silly me, I thought “That’s one awful cramp for a 40 foot walk…” Continue reading
Filed under: Exile, P3 | Tags: age-appropriate television, Family, Kids, Parenting, Preschoolers
You know the thing I’m discovering about motherhood? Those hard and fast rules I made for myself? Not really so hard and fast. I find myself changing my mind a lot, actually.
The latest example? My insistence on proper vocabulary and word use, which I really thought was a stellar idea: Continue reading
Filed under: Exile, Family, For Fun, Goat-free, Goats, Liveblogging, P2, Quiet (I think I remember this) | Tags: Family, Kids, Marriage
My offspring just called to tell me they’ve been riding around in a tractor-pulled cart all morning and helping Goat Cousin sort out things for a garage sale. Goat #1 was especially excited to tell me that “there’s an iron, Mom, an iron, and Grandma said if we needed one that we could have it, and Mom, WE DON’T HAVE AN IRON, MOM!”
Um, yes, we do. But thanks for letting Grandma know that we must not have one because you’ve never ever ever seen your mother use it. (No, I don’t iron. I hate to iron. And I suck at it. [Now that Grandma knows, we might as well tell teh intarwebz, right?]) Continue reading