The sun did not shine.
It was too wet to play.
So we sat in the house
All that cold, cold, wet day.

I sat there with Sally.
We sat there, we two.
And I said, “How I wish
We had something to do!”

Too wet to go out
And too cold to play ball.
So we sat in the house.
We did nothing at all.

Ummm…
No.

Not my kids. Or most of the neighbor kids.
To them rain means one thing.

4-square.

To these kids, playing in the rain is as natural as Krispy Kreme Donuts.

Those are pretty natural and wholesome, right?

Is this not the face of a baby genius, people? 

Yesterday morning while I was getting dressed Lucy got into one of my drawers and pulled out an ear plug.  Without a second thought she held it up as if showing me, stuck that ear plug right into her own little ear, and gave me a huge smile.  She was very proud of herself.

And how on earth did she know what that ear plug was for? 

Because she’s a baby genius, people. That’s how.

I’m not sayin’.
I’m just sayin’.

She’s probably like the smartest person ever.

Alternate title for this post: Reason to homeschool number 2.

Conversations with Sam, the 4 year old, can get pretty interesting.

Sam: I want a remote control one of these!

Me: Why on earth would you want a remote control salsa dish?

Sam: Because it would be awesome. And my friends won’t be able to break it.

People, I do believe that remote control catus shaped salsa dishes is an untapped market.
Where is the new idea patent store?

Me: You’re wearing your shirt inside out.

My 10 year old: Yes, I know. I’m being a Jedi.

Me: Of course… Because all Jedi’s wear their shirts inside out.

Then later with a different kid…

Me: Please go get me a diaper for Lucy. She leaked through.

My 13 year old son:Yes ma’am. Um… and there is this guy and he has blue armor and it glows…

Me: DUDE. Diaper. Lucy. Poop everywhere.

My 13 year old son: Oh yeah, um, sure. Would you like that on a plate? Also, would you like a fork?

I find myself asking them often, where are your parents?

You know you have finally got your stuff together when the first half hour of your homeschooling day is spent discussing why the virus that causes a person to become a zombie is incurable.

Public schools just don’t teach this kind of awareness, people.

Think about that.