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Monday
Mar012010

Mind Your Goobers

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Never take your eyes off your Goobers, because the second you turn your head to check out the 300 pound man in the lavender chiffon (I simply must know where you found that gorgeous dress!), one of them will get into an altercation with an escalator.  The escalator lost this round, thank God, but my Anemone needs some new slippers. 

I just need a drink.

Monday
Dec212009

Okay, I get it now.

I’m starting to see why there are so many homeschooling blogs featuring little kids and so few featuring teenagers.  It’s because SOME teenagers sneer when it’s time for math (and chores and dinner and family game night and hiking and movie night).

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SOME teenagers also sneer when it’s time to decorate the Christmas tree.

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SOME teenagers heave huge sighs and shake their heads when asked if they need any help with Latin.

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But you know what?  All those sneers and pitying stares really make me appreciate the smiles.

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Do you see that?  Do you?  My baby still loves me.  And I love him.  

That being said, JellyMan, you better check yo’self before you wreck yo’self.  

Seriously.

Your face will freeze like that.

Monday
Nov232009

Anemone's Christmas List

I found Anemone’s Christmas list in the bathroom the other day.

  • bike
  • video games
  • candy
  • “Why do men have nipples?” (a book)
  • iChair
  • Dance shoe bag
  • open/closed sign from Staples
  • a goat
  • mini fridge for my bedroom

* The important stuff is underlined!

 

Ah, the important things in life - video games and a goat.  That’s my girl.

Tuesday
Jun092009

The (unfair) Distribution of Labor

Gender inequality is alive and well here on the farm.  If you are a man, you work. If you are a girl, you stay out of the way.  (A boy becomes a man at age 13 on the farm, but once a girl, always a girl.) Poor old JellyMan is the low man on the totem pole, so he gets all the jobs everyone else is too busy to do, like tilling the garden.

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While JellyMan is tilling, Anemone (being a girl) is off in a field chasing butterflies.

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The next item on JellyMan’s list is to prop up the asparagus ferns.  They’re so tall that they are falling over - I had no idea they would grow so much!

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While JellyMan is propping up the asparagus, Anemone (being a girl) is off in a field chasing butterflies.

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Next on JellyMan’s hit parade is the bean planting.  Planting beans is a pain.  First you mark off five rows with stakes and twine.  Then you get a stick and make a little furrow down the whole row.  Then you drop in your beans, and then you go back along the row covering the seeds.

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While JellyMan is planting the beans, Anemone (being a girl) is off in a field chasing butterflies.

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JellyMan is finally finished in the garden, so he hightails it over to the barn to clean up the hay feeders.  The pasture is so hilly that if you drop a round bale of hay, the cows end up rolling it down the hill, and it gets trampled and ruined, so you drop the hay in a feeder instead.  (But sometimes Dad drops a bale in the pasture so the cows can play with it.  They have a great time.)  There are several feeders, and two of them were scheduled to be scraped and painted. 

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While JellyMan is scraping the feeders, Anemone (being a girl) is off in a field chasing butterflies.

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JellyMan is finally finished with his chores.  He’s tired and hungry, but he’s a good boy man and he shares his carrots with Puppy and the girls.

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Oh, would you look at that!  Wonders never cease.  While JellyMan is off visiting the cows, Anemone (being a girl) is planting the corn, which is an even bigger pain than planting the beans.

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The times, they are a-changin’!

Monday
Jun082009

Work Order #321

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The Goobs have been working overtime since our arrival at the farm.  This particular work order took them two days to finish - one to clean the picnic table, and one to paint it.  I think they enjoyed it, though.  I can certainly think of worse ways to spend a weekend. 

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They will find out just how good they had it tomorrow morning, when they find themselves out by the barn scrubbing the feeders.  Buh-lah.

Thursday
Jun042009

The Icy Fingers of Death

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You just never know when they’ll come for you.

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Friday
Mar272009

In Which I Share Too Much Information

I had big plans this morning to blog about the slippers I knit for JellyMan, but as I took the pictures I noticed his leg hair and fell into a deep depression because, dang it, my baby should not have shaggy, mannish leg hair.  I refuse to accept it.  He was born the day before yesterday!  See?

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That’s pretty much the only postable picture of my pregnant self that I have.  The Man took some arty Polaroids of my bloated midsection, but I can barely stand to look at them myself - I’m certainly not going to subject the general public to them.  Anyway, this is what I did back in the day.  I’d come home from a long day at work, steal one of The Man’s shirts, and plop down on our shiny polyester recliner to watch “The Fresh Prince of Bel Air” and play some Mario.  Children having children!  *shaking head*  If I knew then what I know now, JellyMan would have been tricked out in handknits and wouldn’t have eaten anything but homemade organic baby food.  But the poor kid was stuck with Mickey Mouse hand-me-downs and Gerber plums.

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Just look at those baby cheeks!  I’m telling you, I wish I had prepared myself for that chunky baby growing up and getting leg hair.  I might not be in the mental hell I’m in now.  By the way, I thought I was disgustingly fat at this time of my life.  I wish I could go back in time and slap myself!

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The Man and I worked opposite shifts so JellyMan would always have a parent with him.  The Man got stuck working the night shift because I had to work days at the base clinic, so that meant he was tired all the time and never got enough sleep.  It was hard on him.  But sometimes he felt rested enough to bring JellyMan to visit me at lunch time.  I lived for those days. 

So you see, JellyMan can not possibly be old enough to have leg hair.  He is still just a baby.  MY baby.

Friday
Mar202009

Funky Hair

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Wednesday
Jan072009

Goober #2

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Saturday
Nov292008

Saturday Mom Confession #7

 

Meet White Kitty. 

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White Kitty was Anemone's favorite toy when she was about four years old.  White Kitty was a big part of our lives that year; we fished her out of creeks, dug her out of flowerbeds, and organized massive kitty-hunts when she went missing.  Anemone brought White Kitty along wherever she went, and loved her unconditionally. 

Or so we thought.

Somehow (I don't remember exactly how, but I'm betting it involved JellyMan), White Kitty lost her tail.  I broke three sewing machine needles on the stupid thing before I said, "Anemone, I'll sew it on by hand, but not today.  I'll work on it tomorrow.  You can still play with her without her tail."

Anemone wasn't interested in a kitty without a tail.  She wanted a whole kitty or no kitty.

Well, I'm sure you can imagine where the confession comes in - since Anemone wasn't making a fuss about being kitty-less, tomorrow turned into yesterday and yesterday turned into last week, and last week turned into last month.  And in this time, White Kitty's tail disappeared.

And here's another confession - during our last PCS move (three years ago!) I found White Kitty's tail.  But I didn't tell Anemone.  I just put White Kitty and her tail in the mending basket and promptly forgot all about it, just like I do with everything else I put in the mending basket.

Recently, Anemone found White Kitty and her tail.  She brought White Kitty to me and said, "Mom, look!  We DO have White Kitty's tail!  It's right here!"

I said, "Anemone, I'll fix her tail, but not today.  I'll work on it tomorrow."

And tomorrow has become yesterday, and yesterday has become last week, and last week has become last month. 

Guess what I'm doing this morning?