Doesn't Rachel's hair look adorable? I just cut it a few days ago-- the shortest it has ever been. I think it is too cute!
We have found some great buys at the 99 cent store--- like these pomegranates. We harvested one off of our tree to compare and our arils ended up being sweeter. Still, it was nice having an abundance if only for one day.
Other great buys were Eggo waffles (10 pack), 6--4 oz. Yoplait yogurts, and 1/2 gallons of Edy's ice-cream. We pretty much cleaned out the store of these items. :)
William is a pretty good big brother to Nolan. He always makes sure that Nolan has a snack at snacktime. It is sweet.
I don't think I could live without this. Finally-- after 4 different sharpeners we have found a winner!
To show how serious I am about it, I allowed John to drill holes into my bookcase. Now that's love. And permanence.
Here is a random picture of Sveta and Nolan. Yes, Sveta is content walking around our "track" listening to music, holding Nolan.
This is Anna's favorite pastime nowadays. Now that she is taking voice lessons she is singing up a storm!
Dennis and Alex followed Sveta around and around the track. It looks like a good time was had by all!
Today was an interesting day. Our charter school teacher came out to go over the kids' work. At one point William went out to skateboard. Next thing I know he comes in with a bee sting on his ear. Anna of course was holding the stinger. Of course.
After some ice on the bee sting, he went back out. A couple minutes later he came back in sporting this injury. It looks painful but the truth of the matter is that William hardly feels pain. He gets these kinds of scrapes all. the. time. From skateboarding, pogo stick jumping, biking-- you name it. Funny thing is, I think he thinks it is hilarious. We were doing a video for church and William fell while jumping a ramp on his bike. You'd think he would be embarrassed but No! He wanted to make sure the accident ended up up in the video. As if it was cool.
William has sensory issues-- always has and probably always will. I think he knows this too. I just tell him to please, please, please be careful. He is supposed to live way longer than me!
Sveta came to me insisting that I put a puffy thing on William.
"You mean a bandage?" I asked.
"Oh yes... that," she said.
A few days ago, a certain boy of mine was jumping on the pogo stick Even though he knew better than to break the hulu hoop laying out on the cement-- and even though he knew the hulu should be put up at that moment-- and even though he knew that I had specifically asked that everyone take care of that hulu hoop, he decided to pogo jump on it. It was shattered in that one spot.
And then he left it as if nothing happened.
The next day I noticed it and it didn't take long to find out who the culprit was. I waited
patiently impatiently for him to get home from school. I asked him to follow me outside.
"Is there anything you would like to tell me?"
After some run around, he began to tell me how he accidentally broke the hulu hoop.
I stopped him right there.
"Please stop. I want you to choose your words carefully. Don't use the word accident. An accident implies that you didn't mean to do it. When an accident happens you should be quick to feel bad and quick to confess because after all it is just an accident. Accidents happen to all of us and you know that if you come and tell me you won't get in trouble. But you did neither. So please do not start out calling it an accident."
At that point I didn't want him to know that his brother had told me that the hulu hoop had been a target to jump on.
Thankfully he honestly went on to tell me how he broke it, but he didn't act very sorry.
I wished he would have shown some remorse but he didn't.
To pay for the $6 hulu hoop he had to pull 3 small buckets of weeds.
And no computer for the rest of the day for not coming and telling me immediately and for lying to me that it was an accident.