Seriously, I have got to come up with better post titles, but after 9 loads of laundry, 2 bath times, peanut butter in my 3 year old’s hair, a trip to Lakeshore to make a Father’s Day card, and a sleeping baby on my arm, I am lucky I am getting to post at all. Gotta love Lakeshore, by the way, I get to drive a few blocks down the street to a really cool teacher supply store, pick up some neat new preschool activities and potty reward stickers, and my 3 year old gets to make a Father’s Day card with the biggest array of artsy-crafty glue-on type thingys I have seen on one table at one time. And the best part? I don’t have to shop for all the thingys, cover the dining table, find bowls to put them all in, cut out the head shape, clean up the mess, and peel tacky glue off the walls for weeks… someone else does that! Oh, and it’s free. You can’t beat that deal. I get to shop, she makes a fun mess and a card for daddy, and everyone goes home happy. Today I had a great coupon and combined with their savings card I saved about 15% off of my shopping trip, which was good because my 3 year old has decided she loves rubber stamps and must have every stamp she encounters. Lakeshore has these really neat-o huge washable ink pads for stamps and their rubber stamps are mounted on big fat foam shapes so the ink stays on the stamp and not on her hand – mostly. While I was there I also scored a couple of great workbooks that I am determined to start working on with her, and a teacher’s plan book to start documenting what we worked on. I am seriously starting to wonder if I can hack it in the homeschooling world, I used to be such a self-motivated student myself, but now I am an overtired discombobulated mess and half the time either forget to do any instruction for a whole day, or just decide I’d rather go shopping, or to Disneyland. Some great influence I am! I figured if I start keeping a physical record of what we do, the pathetic-ness of how little we get done will motivate me. Not that I am trying to work her to the bone at the ripe age of 3, but rather trying to remember to spend 15 minutes on something resembling education every day. I’m sure by the time Kindergarten rolls around I’ll have this whole thing figured out… or not.
