Friday, September 26, 2014

Thursday 9-18-14, Should Flubber Look Like Melted Ice Cream?

Today was a disaster from start to finish.  Oak Meadow wanted butterflies, again.  This time The suggestion was to draw butterflies out of the letter B.  Well I was a little bit smarter this time.  I decided to chuck it out completely and go with some creature creation.  This is something max and I have been doing for awhile, and I figured we would just create creatures that began with the letter B.  I'm pretty happy with what he came up with.  And he managed (with some assistance), a decent B in the corner.  I figure if Oak Meadow wasn't working I might as well salvage things with a preferred activity.


Then came time to make Flubber.  Which I'm pretty sure isn't supposed to look like melted coffee.  So now I have glue in my hair and nothing to show for it.



So after lunch was supposed to be apple picking for oak meadows science segment.  After my fourth try I finally found an orchard that would allow apple picking during the week (one place told me they couldn't allow us to come because they were having a family crisis!).  We show up only to find the only bags they are selling are $25 1/2 bushel bags and don't have any varieties open except Macintosh.  Ugh.  And their orchard is across a busy main road from where you have no cross walk and cars coming around a blind curve.  Fast.  Did I mention max has no sense of danger?  The picking itself was ok, max was more interested in squishing his feet into the rotted apples and jumping over crabgrass than picking much of anything.  (I wonder what it would be like sometimes to have a serene cooperative kid. Heh.). Anyway, by the time we were done, I was hauling my backpack, 1/2 bushel of apples and a human pogo stick five year old across a main road.  Does not make for a happy me.  At least we have apples now.


We made yummy baked apples for dinner, max was such a good help.  But man I was ready for this day to be over.






1 comment:

  1. Hope this gets better for you. It stinks when a curriculum just isn't working.

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