i have started and stopped this post at least four times in the last couple of weeks.
the title was all wrong and for me when the title is all wrong, well, then the whole post is off…
so what does a lazy perfectionist do in a situation like this?
she. they don’t write anything. that’s what.
she they can’t sleep really well for many nights because there are all of these unwritten thoughts swirling around in the head of said lazy perfectionist. which is not me of course.
so. as i make this last-ditch. late nite effort to “write on”: what do i want to tell this space?
:: that the baby is reading green eggs and ham. yup. all 63 pages of it. over and over again. almost ad nauseum. and i wouldn’t say that if i weren’t just so darned happy that he is actually reading!
::that the quiet, pensive middle boy turned 14. big sigh. i told him that he couldn’t do that to me. but that’s a whole ‘nother post! because everything isn’t about me. (except, well, maybe here it is!)
::that the daddy had a birthday. 36. but he is a lot like peter pan…so…need i say more? ahem.
::that the biggest boy got his driver’s license. (it came in the mail today and i wanted to send it back). “that is someone else’s grown child!!” i wanted to scream at the postman. (i didn’t of course). what would the neighbors think anyway? we are already weird ’cause we homeschool.
::that the little girl got her stitches out today. and how we are finally done with that blasted needle…and we are really careful now about needles and other sharp things and where we stick them. etc. etc.
::that the biggest girl moved out and turns 18 in 2 weeks. that she sends me snail mail and it makes me cry.
::that i like to whistle the 1812 overture sometimes and the little girl whistles along with me!!! (can you just hear us?)
::that i am thinking a lot about school. lesson plans. earlier bedtimes. and winding down….
:: that i am thinking about the enormous task of homeschooling a child who asks me things like: “mom, would you rather die by burning hot volcanic lava or freeze to death?”
the jury is still out on that one.
i wasn’t quite able to decide…