i know i don't show you this end of our living room/dining room often. or, probably, ever. i don't know why, i just don't. so sue me. anyway, this is our only family living space. it's obviously small, and now it's going to have to house bookshelves and other rando stuff necessary for educating my children. (whatever happened to the good old days when you just handed a kid a stick and after a few years they were competent to sustain themselves and a giant family? now we need watercolors and manipulatives and all kinds of other stuff that would have gotten scorned/burned for warmth by our ancestors.) so i borrowed a janky old bookshelf from our entryway closet and got down to business trying to make it look cute enough that i could at least stand having all our homeschool stuff in here.
i lovelovelovelovelove that big picasso print and have carted it around to every room/dorm/apartment/home i've lived in since high school because it has part of my heart. but it doesn't match the rest of my decor, and plus, i'm pretty sure everyone else hates it. one friend even suggested it might be more at home upstairs. you know, out of sight of the general populace. but i'm all like, FORGET ALL Y'ALL. ME AND THAT WONKADONK PICTURE ARE INSEPARABLE AND I CAN ALWAYS GET NEW FRIENDS.
the hilarious sign was a gift from my mother-in-law, and i originally planned to put it in the girls' room (once there becomes a designated 'girls' room'), but for now it lives here where i can laugh at it, and where todd can worry all the livelong day that it is offensive to fat people.
these are only a few of our books, as amazon has taken nearly a full month to ship all the stuff i ordered. i still don't have about half of what i need, and i'm about ready to take a baseball bat to amazon's virtual kneecaps. if i don't have it by next monday, someone in customer service is going to have to speak to a very disgruntled paige van voorst. (which, contrary to what my frequent ranting and sarcasm on the blog would have you believe, sounds something like, 'um, hi, um, i was really hoping that maybe someone could tell me why my stuff hasn't shipped yet, but if not, i mean, no big deal. i mean, i really do kind of need it, though, but seriously it's okay. just forget about it. i'm really sorry i called. i hope you have a nice day. kay, sorry again, bye.' so this threat is not empty but also not at all scary, either.)
here are our math manipulatives. they are very cute and colorful and also downright terrifying.
here are our nature journals. mine turned out looking like it belongs to a ten-year-old boy with an only marginally crafty mother. the one on the left actually does say atticus' name, but it's impossible to see.
and here, friends; here is where homeschooling will really test me. those are tempura paints. (on the bottom shelf, no less; easily accessible to children of the smaller and more destructive sort. that is 100% certainly a bad idea.) i also have markers, sharpies, glue, colored pencils and an obscene number of different types of papers. we are going to try crafty stuff. good gracious.
and i know that all kinds of internet moms are all, 'this is so exciting for me!' and 'here, here are some tips for you from little old me,' and 'homeschooling is like licking rainbows!' and i'm going to try to keep my chin up and join their ranks...
but this is how i really feel about getting started...
so, as of september 8, we will be a homeschooling family. beginning on that day, i will resort to only calling atticus by 'Homeboy' and penelope by 'Homegirl,' and i will only answer to the name of 'Teach.' as it is also todd's first day of being a pastor, he will go by 'Preach.' and as it will be finn's first day of learning how to use the toilet like a civilized human being, he will go as 'Street Ice.' i don't know why, and i don't know if that means something bad or not, because it very well could. maybe i should look that up before assigning him a homie name.
but anyway. since we have so much that will be changing in our lives very soon, i'm going to take the rest of the week off the blog to enjoy these last few days with life as we currently know it.
see you next monday!
see you next monday!