Wednesday, November 19, 2008

In Limbo....

I could tell you the economy is not at its best and you'd probably say you are feeling it, too. Well, up until recently, I did not feel the effects too much. But, that all changed on October 14th.

My husband was home from work for Columbus day and instead of being out enjoying the day doing something fun, we were stuck home watching some workers put in a new drain system and sump pump in our basement, along with a new window and window well. The next day, he went to work as usual. The boys and I had gone to the library and were on our way home when I got a phone call from him. I could tell something was off. He asked me how close to home I was and said he'd call me back once I was home. So, of course I am wondering what is going on. Turns out, his company let him go. They told him his last day of work would be that coming Friday. Yep--we had a full FOUR days to prepare!!

So, here we are a month later and still nothing. I really didn't feel too stressed in the beginning and somehow I'm still not too bad. But, I do have to admit that I am starting to think a job may be in my future. It seems that my husband may not be able to go into a new job making what he was at his old job. If you add the fact that the housing market in this area is absolutely ridiculous, we aren't in very good shape. I know the housing market has taken a hit in most places, but it seems to be especially bad here. A house 2 doors down is for sale for about 1/3 what we paid for ours. Not to mention that ours was a fixer-upper and the one for sale has had a lot of work done on it. We should be able to make it a couple more months, maybe 3, but beyond on that it starts to get ugly.

In case you are curious about what my husband was doing, he was a DoD contractor.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Pumpkin Patch...

We took the boys to the pumpkin patch the day before Halloween. They both had a blast!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Homeschooling--Lesson #5

Lesson number 5 was N--nest (animal homes). Another great week!

We read some books:

I pulled these from our shelf at home to read with this lesson.

We did some crafts:

Logan drew this while listening to "Clair de Lune"written by French composer Claude Debussy. If you look closely, you will see a ladder leading to his bed and music notes. He listens to classical music every night, so when I told him to draw what came to mind when he heard the song, this is what he came up with.

We made some chocolate nests:

And here are the pages from the workbook:

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Pumpkin fun...

So, I am a bit late on sharing these, but wanted to anyway. We went to the pumpkin patch the day before Halloween and had lots of fun. What we didn't do is buy a pumpkin. I thought they were over priced, so I figured we'd get one somewhere else. So, we went to a grocery store, but they were all out of pumpkins. Walking back out to the van, I saw a "pumpkin patch" at the other end of the parking lot. I had already told Logan we would get a pumpkin, so we walked on over. Well, they were 9 cents less per pound...LOL! However, the guy told me that if I bought a pumpkin with a broken stem, he'd take $2 off per pumpkin. If you know me, you know I can't pass up a sale. So, off we went to find two good looking pumpkins with broken stems. Here are the fruits of our labor:

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Arm Ankle...

The boys LOVE to rough-house with their Daddy! Lucas is very light and it is really easy to toss him about and swing him around. He was having a grand time with Daddy and Logan heard the commotion and had to join in. Lucas was running around saying, "I wanna fing (swing), Daddy". Of course his daddy obliges, to which he says, "Fing me again, Daddy!". Well, Logan can hardly contain himself. "Swing me too, Daddy!". At first they were taking turns nicely, but Lucas hasn't really mastered that art yet, so he was trying to get in on the action. Daddy thought he would just take one in each arm. He lifted them up, one in each arm and that is when I heard it. "Daddy, you almost breaked my arm ankle!!". My goodness, Logan, how many times to I have to tell you it is a wrist, not an arm ankle!! (We'll get to break, broke, broken soon enough.)