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Free Advice- Give Homeschooling a try!

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Dear Kim,

I’m really disappointed with the narrow education my children are receiving due to the No Child Left Behind act. It seems like all the district cares about is state testing and preparing for the state tests. I fear that by “teaching to the test” my children are missing out on a well rounded education.

I’m starting to seriously consider homeschooling my children. Do you have any experience with this or any helpful advice?

Thanks,

Erica for Education

 

Dear Erica,

Do you occasionally drink to excess? If so, I’m guessing that homeschooling might exacerbate the situation, you may want to explore nearby Charter School options. But if your alcohol intake is firmly under control, 1.”What’s that like?” and 2. Read on.

Erica, last year, I too reached a point where I considered homeschooling. I was fed up with setting my alarm a full 2 hours before school started, just to give my 5 year old enough time to dress. You can’t imagine the stress it created! The girl can devour a nutritional Oreo Pop-Tart in under 15 seconds, but matching the right character underwear to her spirit animal and mood takes her all goddamn morning! So over Christmas break, I decided to try my hand at some DIY homeschooling, just to make sure it was the right move for us before committing.

Taking this endeavor very seriously, I established, trademarked, and incorporated my own for-profit educational establishment called the Ohio School for Highly Inventive Teaching. I was no joke! We even secured a mascot.

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Mr. Bojangles wore our school colors, brown & light brown, a little less than proudly.

The facility at OH S.H.I.T was carefully selected based on experience, specialty, and most importantly, TV time slots. Dora taught cartography with the help of her assistant Map, Diego was in charge of Animal Science, Sponge Bob encouraged a positive attitude & a strong work ethic, and I instructed on most everything else (because I have an inflated ego and continue to erroneously believe that I’m good at most things).

Erica, for only $999 and a case of 2009 Caymus Cabernet from the Napa region, you can be my first OH S.H.I.T. franchise! Here, let me give you just a taste of the “Inventive” teaching lessons you can expect to receive from me each week.

History: Staying in your bathrobe, put an “Egypt” sign over your bedroom door and take the children to visit the Great Pyramids of Laundry. Explain to them that although scholars are still debating as to how they were built, you’re certain that, like you, bitter slaves did all the manual labor.

Geology: …then have them fold the clothes from the Great Pyramids of Laundry to demonstrate the process of erosion. Be sure to point out the sediment of unmatched socks.

Math: “If Sally is 5’3, weighs 145 pounds, does an hour of cardio, and is allowed 24 Weight Watchers Points per day, how many glasses of wine can she have tonight if she skips dinner?”

Reading: Hand them a book about the importance of reading books, hope they can read it, update your Facebook status to “Awesome Teacher!”

Writing: Instruct them to write a fictional story with you as the heroine. If it isn’t flattering or if you look fat in the accompanying crayon drawings, burn it before their traitorous eyes and tell them to start over.

Biology: Use Pillow Pets of various sizes to demonstrate how mammals are birthed. Ideally, you’ll want to use two of the same animal (my original cow/squirrel combo only created more confusion).

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Gummy worms make great placentas.

Chemistry: A grape fermentation project. Enough said.

Erica, however you decide to structure your homeschooling experience, even if it’s not with OH S.H.I.T. Inc., here’s the most important part: Charge your kids an outrageous tuition rate, then make them work around the house for years to pay off their student loan. Trust me, that’s unfortunately one lesson that’ll prepare them for the real world.

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Sincerely,

Headmistress Kim

*Full disclosure- at the end of the week, my children begged to go back to school. They said the only thing they learned is that I’m terrible with acronyms…and keeping up with laundry.

A Classy Family Cruises to Bermuda! Part 2

 

If you read my last post, you know that we recently embarked on our first cruise, 7 days from NYC to Bermuda on the Norwegian Breakaway. And you also know that we’ll never ever venture beyond the suburbs again. 

Here we are boarding/embarking/loading/whatever cruise people call it:

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As soon as we unpacked, the children did what they do best:

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they watched TV.

Determined to get this party started, we shut the TV off and forced the kids up to the top deck for a little miniature golf action.

First up was Ana. As she swung the putter back like she was teeing off at the Augusta Nationals, Collin decided that this was theeee perfect moment to bend down and survey the slope and grain of the course.

First injury of the trip. Frankly, I was surprised it took that long.

After the crying died down, we were shocked at how quiet it was on deck 15. In fact, other than an elderly couple, we were the only people up there.

“See” I said, “There might be 4,000 people on this boat but it doesn’t feel crowded.” to which Brian replied, “Yeah, and it’s surprisingly quiet. Almost like we’re the only ones outside.”

Turns out we were.

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So the next day, while everyone else was playing Bingo and shuffleboard, we got our fake story straight (we voted on ‘group nausea’, 3:1) then headed to the restaurant for a quaint safety drill.

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He was so annoyed, he refused to make direct eye contact with us.

After experiencing nautical humiliation, we went to the pool and relaxed…until Ana slipped and hit her head.  Luckily, it wasn’t serious. But unfortunately, like a form of bad onboard entertainment, she went on to repeat this performance at various pool locations throughout the trip. “I’m here all week, folks!”

Our cabin was quite lovely. Small, but lovely. It helped that we had a huge balcony:

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Not having a balcony would’ve been like driving cross-country while sitting in the backseat between my kids while they wrestled. Yes, without the balcony, someone would have been “accidentally” left behind in Bermuda.

 

Ana loved the bunk bed which lowered from the ceiling. Collin, who slept underneath, grew to hate it.

Fourteen. It seems that 14 is the number of times a 10 year will stand up, hitting their head on the underside of a bunk bed, before the thought “hey, I better not stand up because there’s something above me” becomes second nature.

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Each night, our cabin steward, Cornelious, would leave us an adorable, yet slightly ambiguous, towel animal on our bed. And every night the children would scream and argue over what kind of animal Cornelious had intended to make. One night, on our way back to the room, they started on the towel animals again,

Me: LISTEN TO ME! WHEN WE GET INTO THAT ROOM, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ONE SINGLE WORD ABOUT TONIGHT’S TOWEL ANIMAL! 

Them: —–

And there it was…

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 the literal and figurative ‘elephant in the room’.

 

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to be continued…

Last cruise post. Spoiler: we eventually make it to Bermuda and back.

One Classy Family Cruises to Bermuda! Part 1- NYC

Prior to sailing off to Bermuda on a 7 day cruise, we spent a day in NYC. Let me just say this…we don’t own chickens, or wear overalls, or even drive a pickup truck, but I’ve never felt more rural in my whole entire life. In fact, I would have been more comfortable riding a pissed-off horse than the NYC subway. CHEESE AND RICE.

After bumbling around underground and getting stuck in turnstile after turnstile while muttering, “Golly, this here place is crazier than a mama goat on her period.” we finally reached our first stop, Times Square. We were on a mission to visit the largest Toys R Us ever!

I call this next part, Times Square: Where my NYC anger was born and nurtured.

Picture it….we arrive in Times Square and find ourselves surrounded by a bazillion people going in different directions, enormous billboards with models whose boobs are bigger than my garage doors, and neon signs flashing to the tune of “migraine, migraine, migraine…”. *It’s probably not the best place for an epileptic to do his or her shopping.

Amidst the chaos, I saw something exciting, something fun, something uplifting: Minnie Mouse! But not just Minnie Mouse, there were other characters walking around as well, Elmo, Hello Kitty, Buzz Lightyear, Woody, Spiderman, and tons more!

“Aww” I said, “New York City isn’t so bad. The NYC Tourism Department must do this as a way to greet visitors!” And Ana rushed right into Minnie’s mustard stained arms while I snapped a picture.

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And then Minnie continued to hold tightly onto Ana, refusing to let her go until I put a dollar into her matching tip bag, leaving me to wonder if I had just paid my first ransom.

Here she is fleeing her captor:

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And so it went on like that for two blocks. Only it got worse.

At one point, Ana posed with Hello Kitty when an uninvited Spiderman jumped into the picture.

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Umm…, no one asked your scrawny spidey ass to crawl over here. But that didn’t stop him from throwing his mask off and chasing us down the street until we gave up a buck.

After about $20, my suburban politeness died and an angry city girl was born. Well, as angry as a suburban girl raised to be nice to others can be, which meant a lot of eye glaring, head shaking and NO THANK YOU’s. But in my mind, I was fighting off Elmo with a roundhouse kick and punching Woody in his woody.

After an hour of figuring out if we were on the right train headed in the right direction, we wobbled onto 5th Avenue to take Ana to the American Girl store. Did I mention I had to walk around the city with her doll’s head sticking out of my bag the entire time, like some kind of jackass?

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Holy shit that American Girl Store is nuts! Can you believe they have a fashion studio, hair salon, earring piecing station, photo shoot studio, and organic spa treatments for those damn dolls?! When asked where the line was to have my Bitty Baby circumcised, the sales lady shot me a look of disgust. Probably because I failed to make the appointment months in advance.

Looking around the place and its three stories of ridiculousness, I was never more embarrassed to be a gluttonous American citizen. Who would even consider spending mucho bucks on a doll’s needs while real children are starving all around the world? After buying a $40 outfit, hair extensions, and a hula hoop for Mitzy, I had my answer.

Sadly, the hair stylist was booked until next Tuesday:(

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Next post: Holy shit, we board a boat!

 

 

 

 

An “I almost miss you” letter to my kids.

I’m back from Florida and I had an awesome time! I shopped at Dillard’s, Beall’s, farmer’s markets, and multiple Goodwills. My cousin was pissed that she forgot to wear her FitBit to clock just how many miles we shopped…and danced. Yes. Danced. We drank waaay too many margaritas and danced like no one was watching. Oh, how I wish they weren’t.

While I was there, I wrote a loving postcard to my children, and I want to share it with you:

 

Dear Kids

I love you very much

I can’t wait to see you again because leaving you is still hard and

kinda sad.

The idea of coming home to routine & early morning chores, well that’s

a wonderful feeling!

Laying around here all day with nothing to do is

no good for me as it’s extremely boring and kills my brain cells.

Watching Dora the Explorer for the billionth time with you is

my idea of fun!

Because peacefully drinking margaritas all day is

a little overrated.

But vacationing with kids is

the absolute best!

I miss you, you’re

dear kids

 

Now read it from the bottom up.

 

Anywhoo, this is going to really piss some of you off…we’re leaving for a 7 day cruise! Don’t worry, we’re taking the kids this time. Though they seem a little ungrateful with their scrunched up faces asking questions like “What’s the internet speed while in International waters?” and “Do they have a McDonald’s?”

I may or may not have the ability to post while I’m gone, I’m clueless, we’ve never cruised before. And honestly, we may never cruise again- Collin’s worried about the boat sinking (He just read the Titanic. How’s that for timing) and Brian swears that ships are nothing more than floating petri dishes. He went to Costco for his alcohol-based hand sanitizer, so I’m pretty sure our family will be drunk the whole trip from skin absorption.

This better be one damn good cruise!

 

P.S. Burglars, our house is not empty. Someone will be there taking care of our lovable Mr. Bojangles & Buddy.

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