SQT {4}: The good, the bad, and the crusty

Linking up with Kelly for quick takes!

1.  The Good:  Cee is finishing up her standardized testing for the year.   Many strong opinions exist on standardized testing, and we fall somewhere in the middle.  I appreciate the insight into how my kids handle the standard directions without any extra explanation or discussion.  But- – -our testing conditions are not exactly the same as they are in school.  Your average 2nd grader doesn’t take a reading comprehension test with a baby gabbing in the background.  Or a toddler throwing a fit about something.

2.  The Also Good:  Grilling season is upon us!  “If you can grow it, you can grill it” is pretty much our motto.  David has been wonderful about grilling up enough meat and veggies on the weekend to last us for leftovers for the week.  That means I am mostly off the cooking hook.  Woot!

3.  The Bad:  Ants.  In our bathroom?  Weird?  Yes.  Ever since my time working at the library I have had a special disdain for ants.  We’ll be breaking out the cinnamon and probably the Taro.  Yick.

 

4.  The Also Bad:  Yesterday we cut into what turned out to be a very unripe cantaloupe.  It was sadly un-orange and pale in the middle.  It didn’t smell sweet on the outside, so I should have known better.  But I didn’t trust my cantaloupe instincts, and we were left to eat something with the sort of gummy, squishy texture of melon without the satisfying sweetness.  Quite disappointing.

5.  The Less Bad Than Ants, But More Bad Than Unripe Cantaloupe:  Crimes against soap.  The bathroom that the kids use hasn’t had liquid handsoap for many moons.  (It’s delightful to pump, pump, pump a pile of soap down the drain!)  The bar soap has held up pretty well, until this week.  Cee figured out you can use a bar of soap to practice cursive on the mirror.  And someone (I’m guessing Moe…) figured out you can use a butterknife to carve designs into said soap.

We already store the toilet paper not in the bathroom.  Soap might have to move out as well.  Just means we’ll have to make an addendum to our bathroom speech for guests.  “First door on the right, here’s the toilet paper AND soap to take in with you.  Make sure you lock the door behind you, or the wildlife might just wander in.”  Classy.

6.  The Crusty:  Poor Bea.  I have had to say something to the effect of, “Why is the baby’s head crusty?” far too many times lately.  She’s pretty much bald, but the peach fuzz she has is often crunchy.  I think it has something to do with the fact that the kids just realized that Bea’s bottles, when tilted just so and squeezed slightly make perfect water, er, milk guns.  Most the time she’s crusty, someone confesses to milking her.  Not milking, milking.  You know.

7.  And… Father’s Day is this weekend!  Here’s a throwback to what we did for David a few years ago.

It combined two of his favorites – – ties and beer.

Since it’s not Saturday night at 11:00pm, I’m not sure yet what we’ll do this year…

 

 

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