hallelujah!

we have finished our school week! while this may not exactly be like crossing the finish line of a marathon, it definitely shares some similarities to finishing 30 minutes on the treadmill on the 6 mph program... shit, i'm just happy! :) we're making good progress--hell, even N's happy with it, so we must be just freaking awesome...hehe now i can do all that other stuff that doesn't get done because being a homeschooling mom of four is hard work. (and if you don't think so, this is me flipping you off.......................................................................ok, done)

anyway. everyone is doing really well. i have so much shit to catch up on because i am so busy making sure i'm ready for these guys. it's great, but it's also like starting a full time job. i have all this HOUSEWORK to do. and i HATE housework...(is that a compound word? not sure...spell check will save me) i have bills to pay and animals to take care of and thank yous to write to all the people who love and support us and celebrations to plan marking the births of three of my children...not to mention food to buy and cook, dishes to clean, oh yeah! laundry, floors, boxes...you know, life, whatnot...

i dreamt about camping with my kids last night. it was bare bones camping...not tons of supplies. basically, sleeping bags and a tent. i think we were actually camping outside of some one's fence line. like, in the city. and i don't think we knew them. i was mildly bothered by the idea of the kids peeing somewhere so close to someone else's backyard, but only mildly. it was a good time. relaxing. we were laughing a lot and having lots of fun. kind of weird...

oh, but n's was even weirder. i've been waking him up lately (teenage hormones trying to make him sleep in...i'll see about that!). but it's kind of been nice to lay in bed with him for a minute in the morning, talking. so i scared him this morning. he was dreaming, and when i touched his shoulder, it freaked him out. and he starts telling me this dream. he was in the desert, it was snowing, so he ran into a giant gladware. (and he was not even laughing yet, i swear) and all these spiders run in with him. there are these skinny, red, white, and black spiders that spit venom at him, trying to land it in his eyes. (like a cobra) so he has two pet spiders of his own, thomas and harold. (he does giggle a bit at that) and he's luring them onto the bad spiders to get them to eat the bad ones up. he was working on getting harold to eat the last bad spider when i woke him up. man, is his subconscious having a field day or what? he was pretty amazed at how weird his dream was...

anyone wanna analyze those?...

ok, i need to go make a list...a long freaking list...of all the stuff i need to do that i keep forgetting because i'm homeschooling again. man, it feels good...
peace