16 October 2013

Playboop and Homeschool and Thanksgiving and All That

The Bairn attends a very fine play group run by our local parent resource center. He calls it 'playboop' and he loves it truly.  This week it was cancelled because Canadian Thanksgiving was on Monday.  This was my 5th Thanksgiving with the Canadians and I believe I have finally come to accept all the pickles that must be present at the event.  My favorite part is still the rolls, though, which are the rolls my mom makes for our holidays and which came to us through the Ashland, Kentucky Relief Society Cookbook.  Here is one in my hand being photographed and one in The Bairn's hand being devoured.  When I gave the first one to The Bairn, he crooned, "Oh, soft.  Kiss," and proceeded to caress it.  They deserve the love.
 

Anyway, since The Bairn missed playboop, I took him out to a corn maze with the homeschoolers today.  Obviously we are not homeschoolers since The Bairn is too young for school, but my friend homeschools and she invites us out to activities that she thinks we'll enjoy.  The Bairn enjoyed this particular outing a lot, since it involved pigs, goats, tractors, pumpkins, and running through giant tires.  I enjoyed it because homeschool parents are very happy to validate my current sleeping practices (tossing The Bairn into our bed so that I actually get to stay in my bed and sleep at night, except when I have to get up 50 times anyway because I'm pregnant and my legs feel like detachable Barbie legs that are going to pop off my body and need to be stretched at unfortunate times, like 1:00 am, 2:00 am, and 3:00 am each night).  Naturally, they also validated a number of homeschool stereotypes.

Steve and I occasionally talk about the ideal educational experience for our children and we always end up with the same conclusion that we don't love the public education system but we also don't want to homeschool, largely because we all know some weird homeschooling family with kids named things like Javelin Bird who aren't allowed to use butter knives to spread their butter because knives promote violence, and we always think, Which came first?  The homeschooling or the weirdness?

Steve is a big fan of the Small School model.  I am a big fan of eating cookie dough and not worrying about it too much.

Speaking of cookie dough . . .

3 comments:

Anna said...

What kind of parent would forbid butter knives yet name a child Javelin Bird?

I guess maybe a homeschooling parent.

MBC said...

Yesterday I should have asked the mother of the kid named Arrow if they use knives.

eliana23 said...

Thank you for making me literally laugh out loud. Was hoping for a newborn baby post today...you may be hoping for such a thing too.

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