JT was doing vocabulary today and asked me what the word flinched means. Stick with me on this next part, I thought I'd demonstrate the word, so, without saying anything, I reached out to flick my fingers towards his face and misjudged the distance. I flicked the poor kid in the face. After gushes of I’m sorry’s and are you all right?’s, I cracked up. I couldn't help it. He laughed a little, too. Actions speak louder than words and my actions distinctly said: You ask a question around here, Kid, and you get smacked in the head.
Homeschool Mom of the Year, right here. Again and again, I keep racking up the points! Next time I'll just send him to the dictionary.
Just call me Ms. No Depth Perception.
About Me
- Cindy
- Hi, I'm Cindy. I am a homeschool mom to two wonderful (wink, wink) children. My son bounces through life in an ADHD vortex and my daughter plans to take over the world any day now. I live in the burbs with my husband, the munchkins and a little white dog. I never thought I'd live in the burbs. I never thought I'd homeschool. I never thought I'd own a small dog (emphasis on the small). How Did I Get Here seemed like an appropriate title to me. I'm still scratching my head over how I ended up homeschooling in the burbs while cleaning up puppy poop. Loving it, though. Lots of love. Lots of laughs. Lots of lunacy.
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