Since school is out in our house, one of two things will happen that will become .
They will keep up on their basics like reading logs, math games, critical thinking, etc etc OR they will not. The key word is they and how to motivate them, because this is after all their vacation, so they have to be interested in it to take them away from other ‘ summer fun’.
Unfortunately my kids haven’t had much of the fun vacation end of things this year. Just in time for the end of their school to end, I starting up test mountain with my schooling.
So when morning comes around on these now unscheduled, lazy weekdays, we sit and have a chat.
A talk, an informative Q and A, really just a bit of on unbiased Google search on topics that they would never stumble upon themselves, and even if they did would probably not know how to interpret it.
Today, we talk a bit about fracking.
I got the idear from one of my favorite truth speakers. Even though I think some of his characters are a bit over the top, there are movie roles and there are real people behind actors and this one has a lot of Trews..
So thanks to Russell Brand, the kiddos and I began our breakfast lesson for the day.
Yes. I do believe fracking is not all that great, some may call it bad.
Yes. I own a ton of plastic crap and drive a car that uses fuel, albeit less than most, but yes I use a ton of gas too.
Yes. I want to have a choice to be more sustainable…
NO, I want to not to have the choice of being so non-sustainable.
So we kept ‘a talking and eventually went on discussing Styrofoam, plastic caps and other items until we eventually made our way to the reproductive system via sanitary pads. It is always an interesting journey with the questions and thoughts of babes, right?
It really got me thinking of my experiences as a youth and come to find out, the times have not changed much.
I recalled feeling ashamed, broken, disgusting, as result of having no clue what what going on and not a whole lot of support regarding the issue. I didn’t want to be that mom or have that stigma remain in my house, but raising a step-daughter can make those conversations, difficult to say the least. We have discussed, but not in more detail that you would with the school councilor. Facts needed only.
So I was prepared for her to be hesitant to open that door in open discussion with all her siblings, but it was her brother who spit out his ignorant barrier made of words. You can’t really blame him. It is in society nowadays, just as it was pre-gynecological education, the hidden, mystical baby box. The vagina and all related line items really need to remain in the women’s records because this is not a shared account. Might as well have put his hands over his ears and started some Jim Carrey ‘la la la la la, I can’t hear what your saying, la la la la’ bull shit. Excuse my freench, but this kid is going into middle school soon. If he is going to talk about boners and laugh then he can talk about other facts and maybe he will get a little embarrassed and informed, rather than confident and stupid, like the masses.
It got me thinking of this post I saw about one women’s response to a ‘period hater’ on Upworthy earlier that morning, so I shared it with them.
I don’t know what it is, maybe that Fonzy ‘Cool’ factor, but kids really seem to grab a lesson when they don’t think they are learning. And someone drops a swear word. Instant hero status.
Now I am not saying my kids didn’t learn anything in the school provided sex education classes. Really vital, can’t state that enough. Someone has to begin these awkward and confusing conversations and there has to be somewhere for them to get some of those ridiculous jokes out of their seemingly hilarious mouths.
But….it has to continue. At home. Dad’s have to be understanding to girls and boys need to see it.
Ok, off of the heavy stuff, right?? I do have a bit of good news for my little savings blog world.
I am now a Favado Expert.
I have been a data contributor for a while now (it’s like full-term baby sized) but now I got some super love and it just made me do a happy dance jig. You can check out my whole bio on Favado – Experts.
Times have been kind of difficult for me sometimes, trying to juggle all that I am doing in life, family and this blog, so it is always inflating to see that work I do is actually noticed. Thnks #favadoapp
My night was almost made, but then I thought about the morning and my coffee addiction.
One thing about buying from Costco, you start to develop this warm, fuzzy feeling of alway having things…then suddenly, POOF! This lady is down to 5 cups of coffee left for 2 people to start their morning.
Not going to cut it.
Off to Fred Meyers, I go. I know what you might be thinking (if you follow this blog, lol).
QFC!! That’s your store! You have got to be finding deals there, right?!?!
1st of all calm down, there are affiliated, LOL and 2nd….I was on one of those spend as little time in the store as possible because I was in my work-out clothes (and ONLY because of my laziness and need for extreme comfort) and it that was PRETTY obvious. And I was hungry with the dessert munchies.
I grabbed up my loot and kept it under a $20 spot. $17.50 to be exact, but who’s counting? :D
So.. I got some extras….don’t tell my husband and he won’t be right!