DON'T Take Me Out To The Ballgame

Man, these summer days just get so busy.

I keep thinking how nice it is not to have school to do,
and that is nice, but there's just always something!

You know how our days just fill up even when
we try to keep them from doing so.

So low on my list of priorities
(don't cry when I tell you this)
is blogging. That's why I seem to be post
so sporadically. Not that I'm not thinking of you,
my dearly beloved Reader, but I'm all over the house
and the computer is all the way upstairs in my bedroom.
I am beginning to see the value in a lap top
....even though I don't love lap tops.
But I think I'm going to have to get one.

One day last week I took Lovely K to a birthday party at the skating rink. It was the first time she had ever roller skated. When she told this to one friend of mine, the friend was appalled. The child is ten years old and never in that decade had she been taken roller skating.
I know. I'm a terrible parent.
You don't want to know how low on the list of priorities roller skating is. It might not even be on the list. But Lovely K had a good time at the party and I enjoyed talking to some moms that I rarely see. One in particular that I have known for probably twenty years. We have been like a mile or two down the road from each other all these years and been involved in some of the same things, but our lives have rarely bumped into each other. She has four kids but her youngest is three years older than my oldest. It was interesting to talk to her. We started cooking up an idea for home school moms that I am mulling over even now.

I've got to sign Big E up for soccer camp today.
The camp isn't until next week. I don't know if he still fits any of the gear we have for him. I may have to go buy everything in a larger size. The good thing about having this string of boys is that I know things will get used. We pass it on down the line and it works out so nicely.
Big E is excited about the camp.
He's ready for soccer to start. I like soccer so much better than baseball. The rest of my family just gasps in horror when they hear me make this statement, but it's true. I like the whole soccer experience better than the baseball experience. I don't like the parents of baseball and how they act. I don't like the dads of baseball. It's kind of rigged. It's not about sportsmanship or the game or "the luck of the draw" or any of that. It's about setting things up for certain children to be highlighted. It's not fair. I'm always against things that aren't fair to everyone. And it gets worse and they get older. We didn't have a bad experience or anything, but I just look at how it's done around here and I just don't want to be part of it. I hope Big E doesn't want to play baseball.
Is this anti-American?

I've got so much PLANNING to do this week. I'm looking at the school year ahead and trying to make some definite decisions. So many options. So many things we can do. That's something I am struggling with---how much to do and how much to say no to. There are some activities I would like to get the kids involved in, but it all requires time. I'm not sure how much time I am willing to devote to these things. I just refuse to be running all over the place, being one of those taxi moms to my children. One of the reasons we home school is to keep our home the focus and main influence in the kids' lives. So....I've just got to decide
what is worth our time and what isn't.


I hope you are having a
lovely start to your week, Dear Reader.