The school library got some turtles this week, two of them. And the school's website there is a contest to see who can come up with the best names for the turtles. The names have to be tied to Georgia somehow - that's the only rule. So with that said, Madison and Daddy came up with a few names - maybe one or two will win.
1. Oglethorpe and Thrasher
2. Jimmy and Peanut
3. Peaches and Coosaponakeesa
4. Cherokee Rose and Nathan Deal
After a brief discussion, Madison settled with the names Peanut and Thrasher. Although Daddy really likes the name Oglethorpe for a turtle. "Oglethorpe and Thrasher" sounds like an 80's show with two private investigators that are polar opposites in their crime-fighting styles, and yet they somehow put aside their differences to get the job done. And they're turtles.
The reason for going online was another opinion piece that Madison had to write. This time, she was writing about why she thinks we shouldn't come to school in the summer. Daddy's reasoning was a little more simplistic: "It's a dumb idea." Fortunately, we worked past that sort of prejudice, and started working towards a more fact-based rationale: "It's a really dumb idea." Okay, I'm kidding. Madison suggested in her argument against school in the summer that students could use that time - as she does - to attend various camps, and learn more than she could learn at school in the areas of ballet, art camps, swimming camps, tennis camps and more. Another reason for not going to school in the summer is the ability to see new places on family vacations. Madison was very well-reasoned with her opinion.
Our reward for getting all her homework done today: Mouse Trap. This is not your parents' "Mouse Trap." No, this is a new and updated version, with solid parts that stick to the board and don't mess around. Growing up, Mommy and Daddy remember Mouse Trap as this game where you carefully assembled all these delicate pieces all over a board, and when the time came, maybe - just maybe - the whole contraption would work, and you'd catch yourself a mouse. This game was made by people with similar memories, and evidently they decided to put all chance of this NOT working to rest. This will catch mice, one hundred percent guaranteed. Yet somehow, the game isn't as fun as we remember it in the past? That may be nostalgia kicking in, but this game was a little more pre-school, and a little less complicated, as if we used to be doing a science project or something. Still, there was no mistaking Madison's enjoyment of the game. She liked her first round of Mouse Trap so much that she wanted to play another four games afterwards. Yes, we had ourselves a little Mouse Trap marathon!
Rube Goldberg would be very proud.
Today was also piano class, where the second hint for Winter Wonderland was dropped. This new place we're heading to involves balls of some sort. It also involves ladders. Those are our two hints: balls and ladders.
The students are perplexed! But they're also learning. We are moving forward with our new booklet in this class, and the chords and playing is getting more and more complex. This is a make-it or break-it time for Daddy, who desperately needs to catch up. It is safe to say that Madison plays slightly better than he for the time being. But that's because she's been practicing so much lately!
On the way home, Daddy took Madison to Chick-Fil-A. This was mainly because we had one of those calendar cards that gives you something free from Chick-Fil-A once a month. This month's selection: a grilled chicken sandwich. Quite yummy, actually! Madison enjoyed her food there as well, along with a few liters of ketchup. Or should I say gallons?
We still read at night, we still pray and we still do all of the routines we normally do, by the way. Everyone is noticing Madison's hair. It's still long - and it is hard to believe we've already cut ten inches off of it! We haven't sent in the hair yet, but it is in an envelope, ready to go off to donate. That's always something nice to do for a good cause.
So we went to bed after reading about Moses, after praying for Mommy and everyone else who was sick this past week. And after praying for all those people in the path of this massive snowstorm in the Northeast. It's a "historic and destructive" blizzard, so massive that they have to use quotation marks for words like "historic and destructive."
It looks like they'll need help up there. Better call in Oglethorpe and Thrasher!
1. Oglethorpe and Thrasher
2. Jimmy and Peanut
3. Peaches and Coosaponakeesa
4. Cherokee Rose and Nathan Deal
After a brief discussion, Madison settled with the names Peanut and Thrasher. Although Daddy really likes the name Oglethorpe for a turtle. "Oglethorpe and Thrasher" sounds like an 80's show with two private investigators that are polar opposites in their crime-fighting styles, and yet they somehow put aside their differences to get the job done. And they're turtles.
The reason for going online was another opinion piece that Madison had to write. This time, she was writing about why she thinks we shouldn't come to school in the summer. Daddy's reasoning was a little more simplistic: "It's a dumb idea." Fortunately, we worked past that sort of prejudice, and started working towards a more fact-based rationale: "It's a really dumb idea." Okay, I'm kidding. Madison suggested in her argument against school in the summer that students could use that time - as she does - to attend various camps, and learn more than she could learn at school in the areas of ballet, art camps, swimming camps, tennis camps and more. Another reason for not going to school in the summer is the ability to see new places on family vacations. Madison was very well-reasoned with her opinion.
Our reward for getting all her homework done today: Mouse Trap. This is not your parents' "Mouse Trap." No, this is a new and updated version, with solid parts that stick to the board and don't mess around. Growing up, Mommy and Daddy remember Mouse Trap as this game where you carefully assembled all these delicate pieces all over a board, and when the time came, maybe - just maybe - the whole contraption would work, and you'd catch yourself a mouse. This game was made by people with similar memories, and evidently they decided to put all chance of this NOT working to rest. This will catch mice, one hundred percent guaranteed. Yet somehow, the game isn't as fun as we remember it in the past? That may be nostalgia kicking in, but this game was a little more pre-school, and a little less complicated, as if we used to be doing a science project or something. Still, there was no mistaking Madison's enjoyment of the game. She liked her first round of Mouse Trap so much that she wanted to play another four games afterwards. Yes, we had ourselves a little Mouse Trap marathon!
Rube Goldberg would be very proud.
Today was also piano class, where the second hint for Winter Wonderland was dropped. This new place we're heading to involves balls of some sort. It also involves ladders. Those are our two hints: balls and ladders.
The students are perplexed! But they're also learning. We are moving forward with our new booklet in this class, and the chords and playing is getting more and more complex. This is a make-it or break-it time for Daddy, who desperately needs to catch up. It is safe to say that Madison plays slightly better than he for the time being. But that's because she's been practicing so much lately!
On the way home, Daddy took Madison to Chick-Fil-A. This was mainly because we had one of those calendar cards that gives you something free from Chick-Fil-A once a month. This month's selection: a grilled chicken sandwich. Quite yummy, actually! Madison enjoyed her food there as well, along with a few liters of ketchup. Or should I say gallons?
We still read at night, we still pray and we still do all of the routines we normally do, by the way. Everyone is noticing Madison's hair. It's still long - and it is hard to believe we've already cut ten inches off of it! We haven't sent in the hair yet, but it is in an envelope, ready to go off to donate. That's always something nice to do for a good cause.
So we went to bed after reading about Moses, after praying for Mommy and everyone else who was sick this past week. And after praying for all those people in the path of this massive snowstorm in the Northeast. It's a "historic and destructive" blizzard, so massive that they have to use quotation marks for words like "historic and destructive."
It looks like they'll need help up there. Better call in Oglethorpe and Thrasher!
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