The dreaded super virus (you know, the one causing epidemics in 49 states) has been camped out at our house for several weeks now. It just doesn't seem to care that it is most certainly an uninvited guest and has overstayed its welcome.
Pink eye has taken up residence as well. Poor Connor. Of course his last basketball game is tomorrow. We're praying for a quick healing, but using this as an opportunity to talk about when God doesn't answer our prayers the way we want. In between his tears yesterday, he asked, "Mom, do you think God may be wanting to see how I will act if I don't get what I want?" I hugged him tight. Such wisdom tied up in that little eight year old heart.
On to other things...can your children burp the alphabet? Mine were practicing yesterday. I must say that as a female I JUST DON'T GET IT...not even a little bit. I guess the next time I'm tempted to compare myself to other homeschool families who "have it all together", I can just say, "Yeah, but can your kid burp his spelling list?"