Ancient China has been our topic of study this week in school, and my lesson plan suggested that we make our own Chinese food at home. I gave myself quite a bruise when I fell out of my chair laughing at even the mere thought of that ever.happening. So, I did what any other resourceful teacher would do. I loaded the children up and took them to a Chinese Buffet. And we dove into the culture headfirst.... Well, actually, the boys only ate fried shrimp, jello, and ice cream...but still. It was the
fact that I didn't have to cook a meal at home the educational experience that matters. I did, however, come out with a fortune that filled me with a bit of anticipation....
All I found when I came home though were 14 loads of laundry that need to be washed.
We journeyed into the wide world of tackle football this fall. Sawyer was so excited to play, and though I had my reservations at first about sending my 8 year old out to be pummeled, I soon realized that at this age, tackle football is more of an exercise in bear-hugging. Not so much with the hard tackles.
Our little team wasn't the best, but they had an amazing set of coaches, and the boys learned a lot about the fundamentals of the game.
Plus...they're just cute.