tuesdays for tea 09.06.09

Happy belated Tuesday…
Does it count if it’s still Tuesday in my head?!

We’ve been on HOLIDAY! Again! After 2 days of fun-in-the-sun watching the girls each play their first beach volleyball tournament of the season, the boys + I left for Victoria to visit my sister + their cousins. Good times were had by all. Sleep was had by all but me.

Whilst on the isle, we went to the BUG ZOO. Who knew such a thing could exist. It was tiny (well, they ARE just bugs), only 2 rooms, but the kids loved it. We hit a “tour”, so the bug guide let the kids hold all kinds of creepy crawlies. Ick.

While we were gone, Hubby got A TON of things done around the house! I don’t know whether to pack up the boys more often so he can get all our odds + ends done, or send them all away so I can finally get some things done around the house… Tough call, that one…

Before I left I attended my first Homeschool Conference! It was … ok. I attended one chat, which was … ok. Then walked around and picked up some science kits and a King Tut game for Tt, none of which was on our list of things to consider by our new teacher. I’m not sure I’m liking the list we received, and our teacher hasn’t met Tt yet, so we’ll see what happens .

Well, back into the swing of things means I need to get ready to head out for a meeting. *Sigh*. But, alas, we still have Maui to pay for…

Enjoy the sunshine!

the Poetry of Life – #015

Seeing your smiling face
Puts my heart in a special space.
Watching you play in your little place
Fills me with joy, makes my heart race.
Even when you – oops – and broke my vase,
It was an accident I could erase.
With eyes wide you made a solid case
For me to forgive without a trace.
Our love will always be a strong base,
Even though you live at a very fast pace!

copyright AKent 2009

the Poetry of Life – #014

Tt is one of my very special boys.
His arms and his legs are made out of toys!
He plays and he plays,
Staying inside all his days,
To see which toys he most enjoys!

copyright AKent 2009

the Poetry of Life – #013

“Mom, I need to buy this shirt!”, said she.
I thought a minute – is it really a need?
Will she wear it out more times than three?
It was on sale, though hardly for free…
But in the end, I said, “Sure, sweet”.
The shirt, you see, will also fit me

copyright 2009 AKent

the Poetry of Life – #012

I find some quiet
Peaceful rest
And sit to talk
With You at last.
You were beside me
Throughout my day,
But I was too busy
To stop and pray.
I failed to make
A way for You
To be the center
Of all I would do.
And so now I sit
In silent sorrow,
And pray it’ll be
Different tomorrow.

copyright AKent 2009

the Poetry of Life – #011

My boy he always giggles
And when he does he always squiggles
And when I tickle him he wiggles
And then it gives his legs the jiggles
And his whole body twists and wriggles.
It always starts with just his giggles!

copyright 2009 AKent