Where I’ve been

I didn’t mean to go on a blogging hiatus. I woke up Thursday with a headache and by afternoon, it was full blown exhaust and sore throat. I spent all of Thursday evening and most of Friday asleep and finally when I woke up on Saturday, I drug myself to the doctor. Strep.

I am slowly starting to feel better. I think I spent more of the past 24 hours awake than asleep, so that’s an achievement.

I still haven’t uploaded my photos from my camera, although I did somehow manage to take a photo each day while I was sick. Spoiler alert: They’re not cute or even interesting. One is of my shiny pack of antibiotics, which I am rather thankful for.

In meantime, I leave you with the end of last week’s story:

The poster is finished. It DID get something spilled on it, unfortunately. By the girl herself. All of her answers to the questions were hilarious, but this one, about why she picked hearts, is super cute:
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For Ukraine

I wanted to take a break from my own personal images to remind you what’s going on in Ukraine.

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(This image is from this Kyiv Post article.)

 

 

After the Ukrainian president signed new laws restricting free speech and protesting. You can read more on the Kyiv Post.

Two powerful photo articles as well: Kiev Has Become a War Zone from Business Insider and Nine Shocking Photos from Violent Protests in Ukraine from Talking Points Memo

Pray for Ukraine. 

Afternoon Horror Story

Warning: Content is appropriate for all viewers. Except for maybe teachers. 

We’ve just arrived home. Backpacks are unpacked. Gus is yelling at me, simply because I’m not looking at him. And at least one child is shoving a yellow folder at me.

NOT THE YELLOW FOLDER.

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At this point, you viewers at home are probably yelling at the screen for me to turn and run the other way, right?

The yellow folder. I’ve got this. Lena has homework Monday-Friday, some days worksheets and some days games. Reed has a homework packet that comes home Monday and is due on Friday. We’ve generally developed a routine surrounding such matters and it goes pretty well. Maybe. Sometimes.

But, no, it can’t be… the extra piece of paper. Things nightmares of made of: reading logs and permission slips and reading activities and… dun, dun, dun… special projects.

NOT THE SPECIAL PROJECT.

100 days of school projects came home today. Eep. Doesn’t this fill you with terror?
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What if we spill something on it? What if we miscount and there’s only… 97 hearts?!

“Snip, snip,” go the scissors. This is the part where you are waiting for the monster to jump out from the shadows.
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Then, from the darkness… tiny glue covered fingers! Run! Hide! Grab a wet towel!

We can do this, right? I can get 2 100 days of school projects done in the next few days? Yes? Pray for me.

Fortunately, this movie also has some comic relief.
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[Disclaimer: This should actually be a fun project and I’m sure we’ll look back on it fondly… when it’s done.]

Some days

The thing about committing to do something every single day for a year is that some days, you feel terribly uninspired and unmotivated.

Today was one of those days.

You guys like birds, right?
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Just in case you’re missing kid pictures, here’s a quick phone snap of someone just up from his nap.
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That’s pretty much my favorite time of day with him. Sweet and cuddly.