Oh Boy, Oh Boy, Oh...

Car trouble etc. kept me from the Patterson farms yesterday. The sun came out and Old man Winter had no flirtations for me at all. It was so hot and balmy last night that we dared not touch the air conditioner for fear of the thermostat outside to change. Enjoyment of the real unconditioned air from the outside is a rare enjoyment, when you have the luxury of Central A/C. I think that we would do well to keep windows open more of the time. This is not an acceptable thought to my clan, but I must insist.
Anyway, my fine farmboy came home with a beautiful little pumpkin that he picked out himself. I would have loved to have gone into the patch and heard his mindset for picking a half bruised and half dirty little pumpkin:). I am sure that he had some reasoning behind his first grade 6 year old thought.
Two days ago, I had the privilege of enjoying parent teacher for the little guys. The two of them are so easy. No real urgent concerns in the classroom. All of the concerns are about getting them ready for school. Ezra had a couple of early weeks falling asleep in the classroom, acquiring a nickname with the teachers'"Sleeping Beauty". He has now gotten adjusted to the schedule. He reads and writes better than all of his siblings and the teacher is trying to challenge his thinking when he reads because he is so pleased with himself that he doesn't comprehend as well as it looks like he is reading. We will keep him pressing for a challenge in his learning. For fun the boys sit at the table and draw at eachother. They all copy whatever Enoch is working on and it is so cute to see the levels of drawing development of the skill that comes so naturally to them. I am still trying to work with them to do a mural for me for Halloween. That is like pulling teeth to get them to work together on something for mother.
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Holding hands





Last nights' remedial dance class (to work on the Hoedown showdown, I still can't do it:)) took us to the past episodes of Lost in Space, which we sat around the computer laughing and shivering at. These days are short and soon they will be gone so while they are attached to the vine, though the vine is leaning and breaking, I try to make hay with them while the sun shines. Fights and struggles included.