A couple weeks back I was teaching the kids of our book club to make great pig noses with a piece of scotch tape. I hesitated to put this picture up because of the little gal on the right. She knows not what she does.
I can't be the only one who finds this funny.
If you've never made a scotch tape pig nose, you really ought to try it. It quite changes your whole face.
I'm a terrible person. Not only did I allow it, but I encouraged the kids to play Red Rover. Our book for the month was Old Yeller, so we sang "Old Yeller, Old Yeller, send so-and-so right over".
Of course a couple of kids got hurt. That's why I'm terrible. I know the risks and yet...
I figure this is my little way of fighting back against the "everyone gets a trophy" mentality.
Red Rover is raw and real. Kids can and do get clothes-lined. Arms can and do get broken.
Maybe it's because I was always a sturdier gal and it was a game that favored the hefty. Every other game was for the scrawny, agile kids.
Even so, putting children at risk is no way to deal with my body image issues. I understand that. Shame on me.
The injured.
Of course it's the little ones.
We stopped after the injuries (I'm not a complete savage), but they did have a fun time while it lasted.
Here are some fun pictures from a recent science club at another homeschooling house. Bubble Mania!
My kids have really enjoyed the weekly club gatherings with our homeschooling friends.
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