Saying prayers with my youngest is always entertaining. For many nights he has reminded God not to bring volcanoes and floods to Florida, to not let the sun go out, to expand the solar system and to not let mom die. Uh… no clue where that last one came from. Not like I’m dieting and wasting away into nothingness. I’m not taking hydroxycut or other weird diet helpers… in fact I stopped loosing weight and am just stuck. Definitely not wasting away. But tonight… change the ‘not let mom die’ to ‘don’t let anyone die’. Phew. I am so glad he is not a psychic seeing the future of my death any time soon as I know he has been in a lot of trouble lately… (sarcasm intended). I do wonder what goes through their minds at this age to come up with this stuff. I want to ask him but am somewhat worried what the answer might be so am letting it go. Though the expand the solar system just might have to be explained. That one really is making me curious. More as I find out or as it changes!

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What a word huh? It runs in the family of Dyslexia. Ya, sounds more familiar huh? Well my oldest does not have ADD, nor dyslexia… he has dysgraphia. As it is… I’m tired, I have a field trip with 18 five year olds and not much else to say right now. More later when I get my life together.

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Seems my oldest is now into Dioramas… ugh. He did most of the work himself. I did give him hints… like how to fold the walls and how to use double sided sticky tape. I also held some stuff for him while he cut. It was a weee bit awkward for him with the splint on his right hand… Here is some of the photos of his progress… the maze walls are installed and he is doing the ‘electric shock’:

oh… I forgot to mention… the book is “Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH”. It wasn’t until they were half way through the book that another mother asked if I knew what NIMH stood for… being a wonderful, up to speed mother, keeping in touch with my children (this is sarcasm)… I said No. National Institute for Mental Health. Great…. I actually read most of the book after that…. back to the Maze… ready to shock those rats:

Now we have to add the grass that tempted the rats to get shocked:

All that is left is the rat and an opening that is moved up and down…

He did a great job on the rat. Looks more like a mouse… still… I was VERY impressed with my seven year old. Here he is with the finished project:

I’m very proud of my son. He did a great job. I hope the teacher thinks so as well… considering 10% of the grade is neatness. That’s a whole other story… it has taken me a while to warm up to this teacher. They get ‘bad check marks’ if their shirts are untucked, they say yaa instead of yes, they lean on the walls, wave to parents while walking in line, and the list goes on… but my son must learn to adjust to different teaching styles and so must I. She is a good teacher and my son is improving in her class. I think he will definitely be ready for 3rd grade. Phew… I really really hope she understands that is as neat as my son will get for now.

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My son is just like me. My mom warned me my children would be just like me and I would get my just desserts.

I broke so many things … in fact, I fractured my right wrist when I was a year or so older than him. He has a knee and head to go. I am sooo getting back what I did to my mom and I find it very funny.

Here is the ‘hurt’ boy…

Hmmm… more as time permits… off fr lung xrays, figure out how to get the $&* straightened out with the pharmacy and our insurance on strips we need, and a playdate. I need to find a cave soon… wow… coming from an extrovert… I usually love being around people… right now I just want to hide. Anyone available to do laundry and clean my house?

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