things frank learns on a homeschool day

if you swing a sock full of beads at your brother in the morning - the beads will be thrown away.


we go to the library for school.

 

we discuss upon leaving the library:
- what is mama's cell phone number?
- what do you do if you get lost?
- what would you have done if a stranger talked to you while i was in the bathroom?

 

 

during journal time we learned that the sun is really a star and not just the biggest planet.  and that yes, you do need to change that sentence, because it is incorrect to call the sun a planet, and we shouldn't turn in work that we know is incorrect.

then we talk about how all the stars that we see in the sky are really huge like the sun and big planets.  and we discuss the answers to his questions like:

"do aliens exist in other galaxies?"
"has there ever been even just one alien that people know about?"

Later, during lunch we talk about our BSF lesson from last week and he asks me questions like:

"What will happen when Jesus comes back?  Will some people go to heaven and some people go to satan's heaven?" 
"what is hell like?  will the people who like satan, like it there?"

i struggle with the answers. 
then we read the story of Lazarus and the rich man from Luke 16, and look at medival art on the internet based on the story. 

....and then i wonder if i sometimes explain more than i should to a 6 year old boy...

then we jump on the trampoline and count by two's til he jumps to one hundred.

we practice reading a Maurice Sednak book, "Let's be Enemies" without spitting when he gets excited.

he gets out the label maker and attempts to label more and more items in the house. 

before piano we all go for a walk.  frank hides behind bushes, trees and garbage cans so his brother has to look for him as we walk. 

his brother never finds him. 

his brother sings, "Old McDonald" with me but insists that the only animal on Old McDonald's farm is the Cow.

he and his brother practice baseball with his plastic bat and ball.  he has finally found a sport he likes. 

he plays piano, cleans his newly ordered and labeled playroom, eats Curried Carrot Bisque for dinner with minimal complaining, and listens to the mountain of books. 

he wants a story about frank and ford and a red monster with black horns and a blue face before he goes to bed.  i name the monster "Mooki," establish that he is 2 inches tall and lives in "MonsterTown" a city of monsters that frank and ford found through a secret door in the ground in the ditch just beyond our backyard.  (i believe i have borrowed here from both C.S. Lewis and Elmo in Grouchland.)

goodnight sleep tight, see you in the morning light, don't forget to write...

to which ford adds,
"don't forget to eat the poopy."

it was a good day.