Published April 27, 2012
what ottos eat. a lot.
hello beans and rice. it’s especially good in the summertime when you have salsa fresh from the garden and toasty kale chips. but the real deal clincher is the cotija cheese. those mexicans know what they are up to. what i want to know is what kind of person eats mild cheddar?
Published April 22, 2012
but i think i’ll keep him.
Published April 11, 2012
homemaking , jael bait
odds are they are going to make a pile with them on the floor and then, under duress, re-shelve them like they were blind and sea-sick. so say hello to a book shelf with doors. now we’re talking. if we can shut the doors, we’re good. that’s all i ask.
my father-in-law briefly excavated this beauty from his basement to install a new furnace. when i visited a few weekends i saw sitting in the yard and i was like “hey! i could use that.” ”funny,” he said, “so could i.”
we worked out a trade. he got my old one. which was half the size of this one. back then we kind of piled the books around the bookshelf. it was a sad situation. suffice to say it was with great satisfaction that we loaded this baby up tonight. i spent the morning patching nail holes and throwing a coat of paint on it. eventually i will get hardware and wallpaper the door panels. the only problem is that it’s already full. go figure.
jael picking out her goodnight book. note the books she threw on the floor in the process. yes, i raise heathens.
her favorite, “little mommy.”
she’s so cute.
Published April 4, 2012
ottoscroms , thinking things
around 2:00 the boys have a half hour of history reading. they always ask to get in my bed. after getting in bed they get back out and take off all of their clothes. well, most of them. because it’s cozier that way.
and then they lay around reading giggling about caliph umar and the novelty of burkas. ”hey, you can see out but they can’t see you!” it’s almost as cool as being invisible. they want one. here is jehu buffing up on his timeline memorization, because gideon can pretty much cream him. but if you’re going to learn history you’re going to have to learn where to file it, and that’s the sad story.
really, this is my most favorite part of doing school. the reading list stretches into infinity. hooray for starting young. i am kind of following the list i found over at classical curriculum and i supplement it with a kindle chock full of the stuff from heritage history. which means by the time they are 15 they will know all about ashurbanipal and essarhadon of the neo-assyrian empire. and odds are, they won’t ever be caught dead occupying wall street.
they do their literature reading in the morning. right now we are using the book tree. after reading i ask them about what they read and they summarize. but i hope as they get a little older they can start keeping notes and then implementing some kind of history based writing. with speaking on top of that. read, write, and speak. copiously. that’s the plan. and some people think homeschooling isn’t fun? you only wish you could go to school without your pants, i know.
Published April 1, 2012
dude. and some people have the nerve to tell me that they don’t find my husband “attractive.”
but that’s beside the point. other than my husband’s sideburns what i would like you to note is my quintessentially fabulous dress. that is why we were having this photo shoot in the first place. i have never been able to wear the dress since it is technically too small. don’t eat. don’t cough. don’t move. it kind of limits your options.
so this was my 31st birthday present to myself and my trusty ingenuity. he had to unzip me to get me back in the car.
but at least now i have evidence.
a friend at church took them for us because she’s nice like that. although she did think we were a bit strange. ”what’s with you two? you don’t like to smile, you don’t like to have fun, you don’t like to show affection…” face it, some people are cold hearted and soulless like that….
which reminds me, i think three of our children tried to drown in the koi pond during the photoshoot. fortunately the bigger one jumped in after the the littler one, even though he can’t swim either.
the real sad thing is that gold rhinestones on my shoes don’t show up. i know, it breaks my heart too. but they do sparkle in real life. the necklace is boy’s grandmother’s. and the dress…i actually have no idea where it came from. other than my closet.
anyways, this summer marks our 10 year anniversary. we’re what you call made for each other. that or we deserve each other, i’m not sure which would be more correct.
but he does grow some mean facial hair and make some cute babies.