Monday, August 25, 2014

Car Schooling

Field Trips, who doesn't love them?  I know I prefer them to doing school work myself!  We've already taken 3 field trips for this school year.  School barely started you say?  Well, I guess that's true,  officially anyways.  My hubby had an extra long break between semesters this month so we decided to take a trip or several.

 Traffic sucks so we spent an extra bit of time in the car on the way to Baltimore.  The boys had their flash cards and spent an amazingly long amount of time quizzing each other, their sister too.  I noticed they liked the insect and animal flash cards the best, but the Presidents came out of the pack a time or two.  I think the multiplication and division cards stayed safely ensconced in their pretty box, but the addition and subtraction cards were used..  When they got tired of that they read through their kid's road atlases that I found at a truck stop a few years ago, they colored, put stickers on my windows (grrrrr not real happy about that!!) and read their books and Boy"s Life magazines.  We previewed our Latin lessons for this year by listening to the music CD that accompanied the book and our memory work from CC.  All of this took place prior to reaching 695.

We spent about a week with my husbands grandmother, the kids played, fished, ran and enjoyed themselves.  They learned how to bait hooks and pull the hook out with some tool before tossing the fish back.  My two year old caught a fish and ran around with it squeezing so hard. She squeezed that poor thing so hard the next thing you heard was, "fishy poopy!!! Mommy fishy poopy!".  When she didn't have the fish she was cradling worms and shoving them in your face telling you "he likes you!".  Or sticking cicadas on your shirt.  We had a blast.  Somehow several pages of work were squeezed in among the fishing and fun with family.

I'm fading and I really should get up early tomorrow.  This will have to be followed up later.  In the morning after coffee maybe......

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