Our contractor showed up this morning at 8:30, dropped off some equipment, told us he was picking up his helper and he’d be right back. It is now 1 p.m. Is he here? No, of course not. Nothing has happened since Saturday. There is still a giant muddy hole in my yard. I am trying to take a zen approach. It’s very big of me, because there’s nothing I can do about it.
In other Spy family news, AJ got his first spelling list of the year — from his teacher. There are twice as many words as last year and they are much tougher than I expected and are drawn from their current science unit on geology:
And I should point out here that there are several words I did not know. Fortunately, AJ did. He is well versed in the various forms of volcanic rock But can he spell them? That remains to be seen. He’ll be making flash cards and a crossword puzzle tonight. But I think there’s no question that his teacher is providing him with enough challenge in this area. We are off to a good start.
And remember the big hole in our back yard with the stream at the bottom? Well, it came in handy for explaining “erosion” to AJ. Last night, he had to write five sentences using his spelling words. One of them was “Streams running over pebbles cause erosion.”
AJ has found second grade to be much more school like. There are more books, more homework, more worksheets, more rigor. Mostly he seems to like it. He’s struggling with the schedule imposed by the school/football combo. He has no time to himself, something that no Spy can deal with without a certain amount of crankiness. May I just say one more time that sports for seven-year-olds should not require a 4-6 day a week commitment? Thank you.
And now that I have done griping for the moment, let us turn to the meme Amblus created yesterday.
Something Weird I’ve Discovered:
This is not recent, but I will never forget as a kid (I don’t remember how old) discovering the following weird property of 9s when I was left alone with a calculator and nothing to do. When my calculator ran out of digits, I figured it out by hand:
Of course, I think the weird part about this is that I was doing this for fun. I do, however, think it may be an argument for making sure kids don’t have too much to do. I’m sure this was more constructive in the long run than, say 12 hours of football practice.
Three Sounds I Really Love:
1. AJ’s laugh when I’m tickling him and he hasn’t gotten the hiccups.
2. Thunder far away
3. The crackling of a fire
This week, though, I might add a fourth thing — the sound of people doing work in my back yard. And lo, the contractor has arrived! I hear the siren song of a backhoe destroying my garden!
The Best Part of my Weekday Morning:
Walking to school with AJ and looking at all the interesting things we see on the way.
The Best Part of my Night:
The minutes after I’ve read to AJ and turned out the lights when he asks, “Mommy, can we just talk about stuff?” Because inevitably, that is when all the best stuff gets talked about.