Everyone sat down for study time today. The babies were given markers and paper. The boys had their books to read. (did I mention they are reading...it's all so exciting) Spencer had his words to practice for speech. Cameron was practicing writing his name.
Sydney had a poem to read and spelling words to study. I was a few feet away making dinner. As I turned to rinse something I noticed this.....
You ask....why is Ryan in his underwear ? Because Ryan is ALWAYS in his underwear. The child does NOT like to wear clothing. We get dressed and undressed at least 3-4 times a day....and sometimes in different outfits each time. Nathan's shirt was removed by Spencer for a bigger canvas area.
I asked Sydney and Spencer to stop. and then I remembered that I was busy and so were they and everyone was engaged and most importantly quiet. I let them continue for another 5 minutes before PUTTING MY FOOT DOWN. DARN IT. LOOK AT THEM, YOU GUYS ! JEEZE !
Ryan was a bit more pleased with his body art experience. I'm not sure if it was because he had a beautiful spring landscape wrapped around his body. Or if it was the Elton John glasses.
Maybe it was the stabbing motion Spencer used to get dots all over Nathan's body.
I asked them both....neither could really put a finger on it....but Nathan was ready to get it off.
It's funny and slightly ironic....I have really been thinking about labels and how they affect kids. I've been trying to call the babies, little boys. I don't want them to ACT like babies....so why would I call them babies. I have also tried to stop myself from calling them names like : trouble, hands and of course little shits and bastards. hey, one step at a time. All for the same reasons of course. They are what you tell them they are.
As for the toosh. I didn't even know that was written until his underwear were removed and he stepped in to the tub. Nice.
(sigh)
To wrap it all up, homework was a huge success today. They each accomplished their own assignments and had time to blow off some steam with a little art. A little art that was gone as soon as their little bodies hit the water. LOVE washable markers.
