Yesterday I was helping Mr. T with his social studies homework. He had to write a paragraph describing the Constitution. After asking him to tell me what he knew about the Constitution (pre-writing), I realized he had no idea it was a written document, a plan of government, a roadmap, if you will. He thought the Constitution was an event, not a thing. Love that boy, but I cannot fathom how he's had 2 years of 5th grade social studies and never grasped that basic knowledge. Now I understand why he struggled to understand the Bill of Rights...
I drove him to school quizzing him about the Federalists, Anti-Federalists, amendments and ratification.
Flipped the couch cushions the other day whilst on a tear around my house with the vacuum cleaner attachments. How--HOW do the BOTTOMS of couch cushions become encrusted with crumbs and lint and candy wrappers? HOW do the TOPS of the cushions, the part exposed to human activity and the light of day, stay relatively clean? One of life's great mysteries.
Nine inches of snow. Robins look totally peeved. Snow pants and boots again taken out of storage and made muddy. (This could be a haiku!)
Robins look totally peeved.
Snow pants and boots wet.
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