There isn't much to write about just little things here and there. Jon is neutropenic again-please pray. Essentially it means he has no immune system right now.
#1 has been doing a lot of hiking and prep work for Philmont. He and #2 are going rock climbing this weekend in Kentucky.
Last week I taught Stake RS Conference and 2 preparedness classes, one on container gardening and another on making bread. DH got me sick-why does the man kiss me?? Iknowhelovesme.
DH is still coughing-a few weeks ago we thought he had pneumonia or a collapsed lung but the xray came out clean but he is still coughing. I guess it is allergies.
#3 started crying at the dinner table yesterday because he wants to go camping like the big boys.
We had a hard frost last night and I lost my biggest tomato plant. grrrr the wind blew the covering.
#5 has picked up her M.O.M. (mistress of mess) designation with a furor never before experienced. Today it was an entire bag of rubber bands (0ver 500), styrofoam shredding (you know the kind that looks like snow but has so much static it climbs the walls?) and dry erase markers. Don't forget the allergy nose and any flower picked in the yard brought into the house and the piggy tails all rearranged by herself. I think we will start deducting the cost of vacuum bags from her mission fund.
#6 is going along with #5 but at least she is cute about it. No hair yet-there are peaches with more hair than this child. Her latest thing is taking a glass of water and dumping it in the carpet. She also will put her little mouth under the water cooler spigot and get herself a drink.
#5 is good. He wants to learn to read. I just keep doing the battle to get him to change his socks. "Why Mom? they awen't cwunchy yet."
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...