Sometimes I just sit around thinking up ways I can provoke my kid’s groans and hissy fits, so I can make my day especially obnoxious, long and unbearable. A day filled with carefully calculated ways to be griped at and made to feel mean and overbearing. Because that is what it’s all about. Me making their lives miserable.
They’re trying to make me look bad in front of my boys! Don’t get me wrong, I love our math curriculum. But desperate times, addition, subtraction or division, call for desperate measures. Not in inches or meters. Let’s try….Hotwheels! Yes! How many Hotwheels long is the dog!?
Once upon a long time ago, I was maybe 5 years old, and I talked my dad into buying my mom a waffle iron for Mother’s Day. I remember this because, one: I love waffles. And two: because my mother brings it up every chance she gets. That year she was, no doubt,...
Hi! I’m Jennifer…
…writer & speaker of homeschool truth, humor and inspiration. Laugh along as I keep things ‘real’ about life as homeschool family. Turns out…you don’t have to raise goats or wear denim jumpers after all!