I’m stuck blogging from the wee baby Asus as my sister has absconded with my desktop. She’s on vacation this week, and they have dial-up at home. So here she is which, of course, led to the Short Kid playing hookey.
As long as they get straight A’s, I’m a fan of mental health days. Sometimes you’ve just gotta goof off. Sadly, the private Christian school my sister attends likes to have their April vacation the week before ours, so hookey is required for the kids to spend a day together. (The Tall Kid, however, reacts to the suggestion of playing hookey as though he just inhaled a toxic substance—his body goes rigid, his breath rate becomes erratic and he makes a fish-like gasping face. He’s at school right now.)
And, yes, for those playing along at home, my children will be on vacation next week. Again. And people wonder why the educational system is borderline fail. Children actually have to BE in school for it to work.
My plan to stock up on word count before the PS3 becomes the constant soundtrack of my days is off to a rocky start.