Friday, August 7, 2009

Yesterday, was my day off and

look how big we've grown, this is 2006
Time it was and what a time it was, It was. A time of innnocence, A time of confidences...Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph, preserve your memory, There all that's left to...
Simon and Garfunkel

Oh! Boy, do I miss Elyse, who is in Iowa.

With Daddy at work, I thought I would take some time to observe the little ones in their daily routine, while I took some felt needed R and R. The morning routine was regular and then at 11 oclock they called "Learning Table!" The whole crew of "little guys"(who are not so little except Ezra) sat around the table and I kept the clock while they did their math worksheets. Even Ezra, was working on a timer. I said, I am sick of this. It is summer time. I hate homeschooling! Not really, but I said that to them. Lets play! Don't you guys want to do something fun? They wouldn't hear of it, until they finished their "learning table time". Give me a barf bag. Who raised these fuddy duddy kids, anyhow?
I waited patiently, or not so patiently and I said "lets go to NY". We started trying to make a map of NY that was the size of my coffee table. Evvy went to the internet and copied the small version of the NYS map. We continued to try to work out the measurements. Mr. Pre-highschooler worked on the exchange for the size of the little map to the size of the bigger map that we had, we worked out that the conversions were, about 3x bigger than the original (x='s stuff). I got a little too into it and they were ready to go and "get my medicine before it was all over. We had the plans in place to build a large airport, even though we only had one plane to land in their. The 2 little fellows parked all of their cars around the coffee table to get ready for the traffic jams that we so "sorely":( miss. (maybe we don't miss them, but we don't see that kind of traffic around here but once or twice a year) We didn't finish and gave up in the mid stream. We might start again today, if we are up to it. But it was so fun to play and work and think in unison with the "little guys!" I like not having anybody be the boss of anybody like little siblings do...?:) Maybe? I am bossy though am I not?


Joanne Bodden said...

Hey Jayne
You have raised such a wonderful family It sounds like their imaginations are going to soar and that they have a thirst for learning which is really admirable!. I love to see their pictures too so thank you.

Have you ever heard of Rachel Carson I am sure you have but there is a book on tape called a sense of wonder I think you might enjoy. When you get a chance check it out. I will mail it to you with that chocolate I keep mentioning. I will just try to ship it and say a prayer. Well off to Hike again tomorrow YaY
I will let you know how it all goes.

Jayne said...

Thanks so much Jo. I am drooling now at the thought of a chocolate gift for me. You shouldn't have! Have a great time at your hike.

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme


Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)

He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.