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Friday
Oct192012

Friday Night 

All three kids are in Michaela's room so that they can listen to the marching band at the high school around the corner. That's pretty sweet. 

It's Friday night (hence the marching band) and I'm about to learn about diagramming sentences. And I'm going to like it. Who is wild and crazy?! I am, that's who!

We have had some amazingly gorgeous weather. The kids have played and played and played outside at the church playground after I pick Christian up from school. 

Michaela likes learning Latin. I'm jealous...I wish I had learned Latin when I was her age. I think I would have liked it too. (See second point.)

Eliana loves doing her math. It's color by number. When does math get more fun than that? (I'll give you a hint: Never.)

She also loves going over her geography facts, and knows more about where ancient empires were than I did even by the time I was in college. It's pretty awesome to hear her response when I say,"Tell me about the Hittite Empire." She says, without skipping a beat,"Hattusa Hatti (and circles it on the map), Asia Minor (and circles it on the map), also known as Turkey (and circles it on the map)." Then she moves her dry-erase marker down and makes an "x" as she says,"Arabian Desert." Then she puts a final "x" on Cyprus and names it too. Cracks me up. 

I bought some cute clothes with birthday money. I'm trying to deviate from my jeans-and-t-shirt uniform. One thing I purchased is a cotton dress; it is white with medium sized navy stripes. I told Michaela that I was planning on wearing it with a red cardigan. She raised her eyebrows at the thought of this bold fashion move (Or did she just think it was preposterous?), and repeatedly asked me one of the following questions: "Are you really going to wear a red cardigan with that?"; "Do you have a red cardigan?"; "Do you really have a red cardigan?" I'm wondering if she knows what a cardigan is. She could not wrap her head around this combo I proposed. 

Now I'm off to figure out once and for all when a prepositional phrase is an adjective and when it is an adverb. I've got the marching band in the background, so it's a pretty intense evening.

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