Ahhhh! Squeal! Giggle Giggle. Shriek!
I need a spa day

I was doing the laundry in the basement with C (age 2). He was upset that we didn’t have time to watch the washing machine fill and spin today, so he cried and screamed until I got him distracted and settled down, convincing him that it would be just as much fun to play in a box.
I began to fold the clothing until he tipped backward out of the box and hit his head. It wasn’t a hard hit, but enough to send him into a crying fit.
Once again, I calmed him down and began folding clothing again.
Within seconds, I heard screams of terror from D (age 4) upstairs.
Leaving the 2 year old in the basement playroom, I darted upstairs.
Of course, in mommy mode, I was already yelling his sister’s name as I climbed the stairs. The scream definitely sounded as if an injury was inflicted on him.
“Do you need to go to your room?” I asked his sister as I walk over to check on D. (meaning – is there something we need to go talk about upstairs?)
“No. He hit himself with his block.”
“What? He hit himself?” I hug D. “D, how did you hit yourself? Were you throwing blocks in the air?”
He couldn’t answer through his sobbing, so I turn to his sister.
“How did he hit himself? Was he throwing his blocks up in the air?”
By the look on her face I am beginning to realize that I wasn’t given an honest answer.
“Did you lie to me? Did you hit D?”
She began to cry. “Yes. I hit him with a block.”
D had finally calmed down some, though he was still laying on the floor. I took his sister into the kitchen. She is crying because she knows a spank is coming. After her spanking, I give her a hug and just begin to open my mouth to talk with her when the walls and floor begin to vibrate.
Bass. LOUD pounding bass is vibrating the house.
It’s Jock Jams, volume II from my 90’s music collection. And C (age 2) has apparently pumped up the volume downstairs. And he isn’t getting his groove on.
Oh no.
I leave D laying on the floor and his sister still crying as I dart for the basement door.
C’s piercing screams can be heard above the music now, and I fly down the stairs to turn off the music and rescue him.
I pass him in the hallway, screaming and crying, “I scared. It loud. I scared.”
After turning the music off, I scoop up C on my way back upstairs to his sister, who is in the middle of being disciplined for hitting D with a block. I carry C into the playroom and continue to comfort him while looking around for his sister.
She’s disappeared.
Once C is calmed and I check in with D, I head up to talk to her in her bedroom. After many hugs and kisses and much talking, the true story comes out. And you wonder why on earth she lied.
She had tossed a block at her brother and he missed the catch. It hit him in the head.
*sigh
And in the span of 15 minutes, I am thoroughly exhausted and emotionally spent.
Just another 15 minutes in the life of a mom.
Later that night, during my retelling, my husband bursts out laughing as I relay the moment that the stereo blasted out poor C.
I get in a good laugh too.
Yeah, I guess it is all pretty humorous once you are outside of the moment.

Tiny Talk Tuesday helps parents focus on one of the many joys of parenting - the funny things that our little ones (and sometimes big ones) have to say.
Join in the fun and record the Tiny Talk overheard in your house! Publish a post on your blog and link us to the laughs. Then be sure to link to the blog carnival on this post so more bloggers can join in the fun.
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T (age 7) fell down. She announced, "God planned for me to fall down."
(and I haven't even introduced her to John Calvin...)
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Every year in September, the Maryland Science Center offers $2 admission for homeschool families. They also offer a variety of wonderful lab classes, IMAX movies and planetarium shows for $5. Needless to say, we find ourselves at the Maryland Science Center at least twice in September.
This was our first trip. I had all four kiddos with me on this trip.
Digging for dinosaur bones is always fun.
Our little crew of students hanging out in the dino tracks.
These gals were only a few months old when they met….*sigh
Ah…the excitement of the bed of nails.
The girls headed to class and I took the boys to the room for kids under 9. This is one of my kids favorite spots to play in the Science Center.
My favorite part of this trip was watching this fabulous 4 year old boy…
He was playing in the submarine area and had created an entire imaginary game. He was the ship look out and was watching the electric eels on the screen in front of him. He was set off the alarm and had gathered some other kids to set into action after his alarm.
He was having such a good time and was devastated when it was time to leave. I was so heart broken for him that I brought him back the following week, even though my original plan was to only return with the girls on our second trip.
And of course, a certain two year old likes to do what his big brother is doing…
Good fun. Great day. We love this trip every fall.
That’s me in the middle.
And on the left is my friend, Rebecca, who swore she’d NEVER homeschool. In fact, she was pretty anti-homeschooling. But I still like her, cause I like that sort of blunt honesty! *wink
On the right is my friend, Joanne. She has wanted to homeschool for a few years, but life situations haven’t allowed it.
Until this year.
This year, I get BOTH of them as partners in the trenches of homeschooling! And here we are on our first field trip together.
YIPPEE!
And while this situation may only last for a year and someone (maybe me) might change their mind about this whole homeschooling thing, I am glad it worked out this year!
As soon as our two days in Williamsburg was complete, we quickly headed to Jamestown.
I had never been to Jamestown in my life. And let me tell you that it is AMAZING.
If you have little ones, like I do, then this is the place to visit! It is smaller than Williamsburg, so there is a lot less walking. The replica of the Indian village, colonial ships, and colonial fort is PERFECT for elementary school aged children.
Truly, history came alive in this place!
And while pictures weren’t allowed, the museum is child friendly and very informative.
We waited for our tour by the map, walking the path from England to Jamestown.
The tour began at the Indian Village and included a lot of hands on stops. The girls were able to try to clean a hide using oyster shells.
And we learned how Indians made rope.
And we checked out the cooking fire and pots.
Next we headed to the replicas of the three ships that brought the English to the Jamestown settlement.
3 ships. 104 English men. No women. No children. At least not on the first voyage. The men thought they would come on over, get rich and head back.
That wasn’t exactly how it happened though and more English came over to settle down instead. In fact, at one point a boat with so many woman arrived that it was dubbed, “The Bride Boat.”
Let’s just say that the boat accommodations weren’t quite a cruise ship.
Then it was off to the Colonial Fort.
Completely recreated based on archeological digs.
After our tour, we ventured back to the various locations on our own to explore.
This little gal looked like she was at home here in the Indian Village.
After a little fun on our own, the girls each took a class. K learned about the culture clash at Jamestown: Indians, English, and Africans. She learned a ton and continues to talk about it.
T learned more about the life of the Powhattan Indians. Her class was wonderfully hands-on and educational.
What a blast! We loved Jamestown and I can’t wait to return sometime with the boys!
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