I was never bullied. I had a rough 5th grade year where no one talked to me, but I consider that more psychological warfare. It goes a long way towards my being okay with people not liking me, I think.
Fred ,'Smile Time'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have never heard of this moon sand business. Interesting.
I think I just missed a meeting by mistake. I thought he cancelled today. Oops. And he totally knows I'm here too, because I walked past him on the way in. Double oops.
Happy birthday, Liese!
I was never bullied. I had a rough 5th grade year where no one talked to me, but I consider that more psychological warfare.
This. It was much more a factor in my childhood and my lingering issues thereof than any outright bullying.
In the process of making moon sand, you could play with cornstarch goo for a while [link]
Happy birthday, Liese!
Happy birthday, Liese! May it rock from here to Dogtown.
But the whole thing from elementary is part of why I won't be having kids. My spotty memories of what kids are like makes that thought appalling. All the truly delightful kids I've met as an adult haven't been able to change my knee-jerk horror at the thought of living with what my formative experiences of children convinced me they are—bullies or victims.
Have you read Ray Bradbury's short story "The Playground"? That's basically the premise. Very chilling story.
JZ's got Monday off, but as I've had Matilda all week (she's transitioning to a new class at preschool), she'll probably be taking Matilda off for some adventures to give me a break. This all-day, every day SAHD business is wearying.
Though yesterday, I took Mailda over to EM's house after I dropped Emmett off at school, and they played for a couple hours. After I got Emmett I brought him back and we all went to the pool, which was good.
In the process of making moon sand, you could play with cornstarch goo for a while [link].
Oobleck! My favorite.
Happy Birthday, Liese!
Sara's having a really hard time, missing her friends from Fulton. But it made me remember that when I was her age, I didn't have any neighborhood friends -- until sometime in third grade, when we moved to NJ, I went to school, and came home and played with my brother. I don't remember minding, either, but I suppose I didn't know any better. We were in a pretty new development and I think most of the families were younger, with babies and toddlers.
Happy birthday, Liese!