Science Fair projects are due on Wednesday of this coming week. I have one child who is very excited about the whole thing and another child who needs a kick in the pants (figuratively speaking of course) to get moving and work on his display board. The excited child has been working hard and is probably 75% finished, which I'm happy about. The not-so-excited child is about 50% finished and only because I've been nagging him all day. Who knew 11-year-olds would rather spend their day watching cartoons? Deep down we all knew, didn't we. Too much stress for me. Plus its springtime and a gorgeous day, so Husband and all the men-folk are out on the land doing manly farmer-type things and getting dirty. AJ worked pretty hard all day yesterday and is now overtired, so that's part of his problem. TJ is begging to do a project too...he doesn't seem to think that picking up toys is a very fun project.
Had dinner with the in-laws last evening and spent part of the afternoon with relatives reminiscing about the old days...like I'm old...lets not even go there. Tonight we are having a choir practice for our Easter Cantata; TJ is having some tummy troubles today so Husband will be staying home to babysit...I mean parent. Husband is the sound and lighting guy at church so he is always blessed listening to our dress rehearsals. Is my sarcasm coming through okay, because blessed isn't exactly the terminology he uses...
CJ was out playing baseball with himself and came in crying - he got hit in the eye with the baseball. And he was playing by himself. I'm not trying to poke fun at him, but do you see the humor in this? He hit himself in the eye with a baseball. Hey, if we can't laugh at ourselves and our kids, who can we laugh at?
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