Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
A word about Kacy
Kacy is teaching herself to read. Last night we were planting seeds in our garden (I'll post about that later...) and I hear "L-eh-sss, less. Mom, what does less mean? Oh ya, like Henry on Oswald. He likes three marshmallows, no more, no less." I look up at her and see that she is looking at the cover of my book. She then proceeds with "wa-o-er-k. Mom, what does waerk mean?" I tell her it says "work". She then picks up my seed packet and sounds out "herb". Holy smokes, I told myself I wasn't going to teach her how to read before Kindergarten so that she wouldn't be bored in school and/or pester the teacher. She is very capable of learning to read (seriously, she recognized and could identify all 26 letters of the alphabet when she was 17 months old... not my fault, I promise.) ---oh well, I guess I will ponder over what to do with her while I go attempt to build a fence. Yup, Ryan is out of town and now is my time to use his tools and surprise him with a fence around my gravel area to keep the kids IN. I need a safe place for my kids so I don't have to worry about them, and they'll stay out of construction stuff, grease, motorcycle parts, and those infamous bushes. I'll put up a picture when it's done. I hope to have it done by Saturday at noon. With the kids "helping" me, we'll see how that goes.