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One of my most fun moments of the week happened just after Molly got a new Nerf bow. We came home, and had to start looking at all of the Nerf things that we have. Then, it quickly turned into everyone grabbing a Nerf weapon and an all out epic family Nerf battle.
Initially, it was girls against boys, but then turned into me and the two youngest kids against Eric and Noah.
Do you know how I know it’s an epic battle? It’s when, at the end, at least a few people say, “I need to put on more deodorant now.” Plus, some people had minor, temporary injuries. That’s a good battle.
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I felt bad that I kept using Molly’s cool Nerf guns, so then I had to go to Target and get my own. The bubbly cashier asked if I was buying it as a birthday gift. I then had to tell her that it was actually for me because there was some epic Nerf battles going down at our house.
One of my favorite parts about buying the Nerf gun for myself was that after I sent a picture of it to one of my best friends, I got a text back in all caps that said, “YES! EAT MAJOR NERF FOAM SUCKAS!”
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Homeschooling in high school freak out continues this week, as I’m sure it will pretty much every week until we’re either finally doing it or until I settle on exactly what materials we’ll be using next year.
This week, I continued to look at programs like Mother of Divine Grace, Seton, and Sonlight, as well as online classes through places like Indiana University and BYU. Who knows what we’ll do.
One of my biggest beefs with Seton is that they use a grading scale were 93 – 100 is an A and so on. I’ve just never been a fan of grading scales that aren’t 90/80/70/etc. I understand that it’s supposed to be a sign that they are more difficult, but when those transcripts are going up against the more typical grading scale transcripts, it doesn’t seem like a fair match.
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Free printables that I made this week and put on my other sites:
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Check it out – I’m so excited:
I got notification that my goodies (a 28 pound package!) are shipping soon! I can’t wait to start planning my Disney Side @Home Celebration. Watch for more information as I get ready for the party.
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About four months ago, I pinned a flip down wall art desk. I thought it was exactly what Molly’s room could use. Progress did not move very quickly on said project. Oddly, Molly kept pestering me about it. This was not particularly helpful, as I would not be building it.
Eric built the desk, even using a piece of wood from our old piano for the front. Then, it sat around some more waiting for me to paint it. After I finally did that, we waited for Eric to put it up. It really did turn into a project that I thought was never going to get done as we each took our sweet time doing our portions.
This very cool flip down desk, however, now graces Molly’s wall. I love it!
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Isn’t it amazing how something seemingly innocuous can turn into some big deal that might even leave you saying, “Why is this such a big deal?”
I had one of those moments this week that spread out over about three days. It was especially annoying because it was all about things that happened over two decades ago. Every time I thought I was over it, some other memory or emotion popped up and it started all again. It was both ridiculous and sad all rolled up into one.
Have you ever had a time in your life where you think, “If I could just have two minutes with myself at that age, I would…(say something, do something, whatever)”? I don’t normally think that way at all, but this week, I picked a certain age of me that I would now just go put my arms around her and then probably shake her while saying, “Don’t be sad anymore, just be angry and then be done with it. You’re better than this.”
Of course, I can’t do that. But, it kind of made me feel better just knowing that that’s what I would do if I could.
And thus ends my monologue from Enigmatic Theater.
But, seriously — pick an age or a situation that you’ve had. What would you tell yourself if you could give yourself advice knowing what you now?
FYI to Eric: You should probably not comment with, “Don’t date that freshman that kept flirting with you during junior year.”