Being the mother of sons there are just certain things that are.not.going.to.happen. Call me prude. Call me un-fun. I just don't care.
There are just certain items that are exclusively mine that I will not let them use.
"Mom? Can we use your blowdryer?"
"Mom! We need to blow dry our Bionicles dry."
The days are so different. Instead of mess and homeschool teaching I have a DH working from home and quiet until 2:54 when #6 (who is 10)...
My DH just asked me what I was writing about. "Why I think K12 sucks." His response? "Let us count the ways." ...
as I published the last post and was walking out, #6 was walking in. As I was writing the post she was watching me from the front porch, rin...