A whole day of homework. Day 1 of trying to be strict about it. 3 hours in the morning. then phonecalling and dicking around with housework. then back to homework from 1-3:45, with a brief trip to the Hole Food.
Moomin and I made some bread in the bread machine. Again, I explain to him the miracle of yeast. I think because I learned about it when I was 6 or 7 from my sierra club calendar and thought it was super fascinating that yeast made so many different things happen.
Later we were messing around in the tub, after Peanut left.
"Mommy, I would like to learn some more songs by the romans."
"You know. The... the RAYMONS. No, I mean, the Romans. The Rah-moan-es. Um, they have a punk rock song of Spiderman that you put on my superhero CD."
"The Ramones. Yes. Yes I will most certainly make you a CD with more of their songs."
"Because I would like to wisten to more punk rock songs."
"I'll make you a punk rock CD right now." (laptop fetched, songs downloaded and played for him as he bathes. Thank you, wireless.)
"Thank you my dear. That's so nice of you to do for me." (yes. that's what he said.)
"No problem Moomin. This is ska, like this. And this is new wave. "
*much excitement over "We will ska you" "I Don't Care" and "Working in a coal mine"*
I'll try to remember this lovely innocent moment later when he is blasting whatever the new Eminem equivalent is 10 years from now and sullenly won't come out of his room.