While spending some Mommy time with me tonight, Pete asked me if he could sleep with Drama Queen's friend when she comes to visit. (He fancies her as his "girlfriend".) I replied, "No," and when he asked why not, I stated that boys and girls do not sleep together unless they are married.
He then asked when girls and boys can get married, and I replied, "They can't get married until they are old enough to understand what marriage is."
"I know what marriage is," he quickly offered. "It's when a man is with a woman and he can't get away from her!"
I am a Christian, homeschooling mom of 3 precious children and wife to the funniest, most wonderful, hardworking man I know. I have a very optimistic view of life. Because I am passionate about everything I do, people tend to think that I have it all together, but this is NOT the case (hence, the "almost" in my blog name). Every day I pray for patience, strength and wisdom. I don't know how I'd get through a single day without the Lord!
Why "Homeschool Circus"? As I was trying to come up with a creative, yet descriptive name for this blog, this popped into my head. Perfect! A homeschooling family is like a circus. Not a Barnum and Bailey 3 ring extravaganza, but more like one of those mom and pop outfits that sets up shop in an old warehouse in a sleepy town. You know, the kind in which a small family of performers do it all.
The mom sets up the tent and then performs as the ringmaster, juggler, wild animal tamer, tightrope walker, concession stand worker, bookkeeper, manager, and occasionally, the bearded lady. (Well, maybe not bearded, but the hairy legs make for an interesting side show. Who has time to shave AND homeschool, I’d like to know?) The kids, of course, are the trapeze artists, daredevils, wild animals, and clowns. They also tear down the tent. Dads are the strong men who double as clowns, and occasionally they try to keep the tent from falling down.
Enter the abode of a homeschooling family and, like a fly-by-night circus, you may find that it's quite chaotic. The costumes are well worn, weariness is etched onto the faces of the performers, and, on REALLY bad days, there might be animal poop on the floor. But, like any circus, you will also find laughter, fun, and a childlike sense of wonder. So grab yourself some cotton candy and popcorn, sit in a creaky metal folding chair, and enjoy the show! I am your host, The (Almost) Amazing Mammarino!
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Nice blog. Thats all.
And we think that we know just what to say.
Found your blog through Rocks in My Dryers. Glad I stopped by!
LOL! Tell him that sometimes, a man does WANT to get away, LOL!
What was the old definition of courtship? "When a woman lets a man chase her...until she catches him"!
Oops...I meant to write a man DOESN'T want to get away, LOL!
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