School at home

I updated the homeschool blog that I co-author with my BFF. Can I still say "co-author" when I've technically only written 1/5 of the posts over there?

I'm gonna say "yes" and if Amanda doesn't agree I'll just delete her comment.

Kidding, kidding...sorta.

So if you care about our homeschooling adventures you can click here and read that post.

And if you don't care, well. Consider this your day off from me. Unless you count the previous 6 or so lines you've just read. Then, consider this an un-day off.

Or something like that.

Mmmkay. Buh-bye.

There's nothing mini about it.

Back before Luke and I ever had kids I SWORE that I would never be a mini-van Mom. I said that I'd never drive a mini-van and that, instead, I'd drive a suburban or some other large SUV.

You know what happens when you say that you will NEVER, EVER do something, right?

God gets humorous.

(Okay, God's always been humorous, but He really shows His sense of humor when we are adamantly opposed to something that is so clearly within His control. Which, in fact, is everything. I get such a kick out of people who think that God doesn't appreciate humor. HELLO? He invented it. If you don't believe me, come to my house for 24 hours. I guarantee you'll either laugh with us or laugh at us. Either way, you're laughing.)

(Wow, tangent much?)

(Anyway.....)

Not only have I formerly driven a mini-van, I've also driven a big, red beast.

However, I no longer drive either of those things now. Both of those could be percieved as cool, or...perhaps, in light of our most recent purchase, even mini.

Nope, there is nothing mini about our newest ride.

Nothing at all.

Hey, at least I'm not a mini-van Mom, right?