“What if I don’t like it?”
“What if I don’t like it after two days?”
“What if I don’t like it after a week?”
“What if I just absolutely hate it?”
“What if my tutor is mean and I hate it”
I got all these questions and more as I informed my third-born that he was beginning LearningRx yesterday. He was determined to hate it. He doesn’t like trying new things and is definitely my introverted one. He sticks close to home, doesn’t spend the night at friend’s houses, doesn’t make a lot of new friends, and is happy and content playing by himself a lot of the times. So yesterday we all teased him that we were going to remove his brain and give him a new one. We all bet on the color of his brain. He laughed and giggled and then got down to the business of brain training. So what was his feedback when done….”I love it mom!” He took his bag to bed with him last night. They give you a bag with all your materials and games in it. Shh…..don’t tell anyone.
So, I just found out LearningRx has a blog! Yippee. LearningRx’s Blog …. http://www.learningrxblog.com/
OK, enough of all the brain talk.
This weekend I had to laugh at myself. Florida living is so different than rural SC living. Here, lawns are manicures, bushes cut into shapes and being in the lawn industry MUST be the most profitable business here. Men buzz around yards on the whirly-dirly lawn machines at 55mph while someone else is trimming bushes and branches and all that jazz. Must take them 10 minutes per lawn.
Most houses have three car garages because everyone has a boat of course. (NOT US!)
Our house has a very nice garage with some cabinetry built in and some special fancy flooring. My realtor was impressed but to me it’s just speck-ily flooring.
I was out there Saturday, in my PJs, vacuuming the rug that goes from the garage to the hallway into the kitchen. It gets messy with football cleats, flip flops and puppy dog feet. So as I’m busy getting the rug clean I notice the other grass and trash in the garage where my car us usually parked. So I began to vacuum the garage floor. Then, right in the middle of my vacuuming I stopped. “I’m vacuuming my garage floor. Oh my goodness what in the world am I doing?” And I just had to stop and laugh at myself. I used to say, “Get me out of this town.” when we lived in SC. I didn’t want my boys growing up with their greatest achievement in life being the size of the buck on the wall. Now I’m thinking, “Get me out of here…..I’m vacuuming my garage floor.” I’m turning into a real country club woman!!!
If I post pictures of me in a tennis outfit on my way to my morning tennis match come shoot me.
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