Originally Posted by KaraBoo
I think it speaks volumes that he knew when to call you in for help...he could recognize he needed outside assistance. Cool!
I thought the same thing -- very composed reaction from your ds, pia.
Sorry about my mutiple posts. I had forgotten how to use the multi-quote feature. Just spent a couple minutes messing around and re-figured it out. See, I'm learning not to be scared of my pc.
I'm looking forward to hearing about anyone's "hot ice" experiments. I know when I show dd (and probably ds as well) that youtube video, they'll want to try it.
Yesterday we visited the National Coal Mining Museum with a bunch of home ed'ers we'd never met before. Our tour guide, a miner himself with an awesome sense of humor, took us hundreds of feet underground to a real mine that was in use from 1791-1984. We got to see and hear how mining has changed over the years. What a horrible, grim life it was until fairly recently.
Ds doesn't come on many group outings with us any more, but he was interested in this one partly because he knows that dh's dad used to work in the mines (starting at age 12 until he had enough and joined the Navy).
This morning, dd decided to make a frozen pizza for breakfast (well, it was actually nearly noon). If there's anything on the table with print on it, she HAS to read it. She's always reading food labels. So, she was reading the pizza box and asked me what calcium sulphate is. I wasn't sure, so while she was watching the pizza, I looked it up. We learned about gypsum, coagulation, the origin of the term "plaster of Paris", etc., and how amazing it is that one substance can have so many uses -- same with coal!
When ds first started writing songs, I told him that a lot of musicians look to poetry and other literature for inspiration. He was interested in dark themes at the time, so last Christmas I bought him a book of tales and poems of E.A. Poe. Several months ago, we read The Raven
together, and he thoroughly enjoyed it. He hasn't picked up the book since, but today he read the poem Annabel Lee. Shortly after, he left for band practice, but I'm curious to know what he thought of it.
Our weather is miserable today -- grey, wet, blah. I don't mind because it's cozy in the house and I'm getting caught up on some chores. Dd is happily tucked up in bed with a book.