Peter is currently attending Wingate's graduation ceremony this morning, i.e. baking in the sun under a thick, wool, black robe. (He gave me quite an earful about this yesterday). So I have the kids at home for the morning. We should have done "school" today I guess because it's apparently been a little too unstructured. I just sat down, fuming, and added up all the things that have happened this morning.
Here's the list of things that one or more of these children have done in the few hours since they woke up (which was way too early):
-wrote with permanent marker on the floor and all over himself
-broke a door on our dining room hutch
-dumped someone else's cup of purple grape juice all over self, table and floor
-took off his diaper and threw it away, prancing around naked
-pulled out my newly planted pepper plant in the garden
-played soccer all over my newly growing lettuce plants
-tried to eat plant fertilizer
-pushed a sibling, causing them to open a previous wound which bled all over
-literally dove into the sandbox (and now is head-to-toe sandy)
-plunged his arms elbow-deep in a pot of dirt
-drank from a beer bottle from the recycling bin!
-drenched us all with a hose outside
-and.... just 10 minutes ago... spilled an entire pitcher of water all over the kitchen floor.
It's been quite a morning here -- and it's not even noon yet! We've already gone through 5 changes of clothes. Plus I got 3 fire-ant bites on my feet.... Argh!
Next time Pete's at school on a Saturday, so are we.
Added 30 minutes later.... This was lunch:
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