kacsshultz

A few days ago, in response to my message about the convergence of
evil influences on my happy unschooling state, Sandra recommended
that I write a few posts about how great our unschooling is going,
and then edit and send them as letters to family.

I was reminded of the blog that I have had going for a few years,
which I started with the combined purpose of being a possible record
(if ever needed) for state purposes, and also to possibly share with
family. I've found that it is more fun for me to use it as a
chronicle of our life and key moments in the kids lives, vs. being
really academically focused about it.

I do get a batch in every few months or so, and as I went back and
read, this one had me giggling, so I thought I would share. What it
also demonstrates for me, is the power of learning something in a
minute of real conversation (non-intentional conversation, to boot),
that the schools spend years trying to teach. If it's real and
relevant, they will learn it in a flash.

I hope it doesn't gross anyone out, she is really sweet, but does
have this habit, which we never tried to stop, and I'm guessing that
she may outgrow over time.

"12 Percent of Boogies

Math pops its beautiful little head through the window in unique ways
at our house.

One day recently I was nursing Truman in bed and Amelia was lying
next to me on the other side and we were just chatting.

We were talking about boogies, and how many of them she eats, and she
out of the blue said that she ate 12 percent of her boogies. Then she
asked me what that meant.

I explained to her that if she had a hundred boogies, then she would
eat 12 of them, to which she replied, "oh, then I eat 100 percent of
my boogies." That is the right answer, as she does consume about 100%
of her boogies at this stage in her little life.

Percentages, check."


Thanks for helping me out of the vortex. I feel more confident now,
and motivated to capture and share more through the blog.

Kelly

Sandra Dodd

-=-Percentages, check."

Thanks for helping me out of the vortex. I feel more confident now,
and motivated to capture and share more through the blog. -=-

That was sweet. <g> And I know it was about math, and not boogers.
But...

Marty used to do that when he was little, eat boogers.

I wanted him to stop but I didn't want to shame him, but I really
wanted him to stop doing it in front of people. He wasn't really
very aware he was doing it anyway. So what I did (and I'm not saying
it was the ideal, but it seemed to help) was a few times I just
casually said something like "I wonder if monkey boogers taste like
people boogers." And we had a friend who worked at the zoo. He
worked with birds, and I don't know of bird boogers, but still...
I'd say "Y'think Bill could get an elephant booger for you to try?"
or something like that, just in a tone of voice like it made all the
sense in the world and could be fun.

So for Marty to envision eating someone else's booger (or something
else's booger) and being a little grossed out, it helped him notice
when he was doing it.

It's been fifteen years since Marty ate boogers as far as I know. <g>

Sandra

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pentaitalia

> It's been fifteen years since Marty ate boogers as far as I know. <g>
>
> Sandra

oh....what a relief! There may be hope for my booger eater! :)

Shonna
PS...loved the percentages real life application!

kacsshultz

Elephant boogers, I am totally cracking up now!!!