There are definitely moments already where I've wondered if it's worth the hassle. As I have two young boys hanging on my legs, piles of laundry undone, books strewn over the kitchen table, and soon I'm wiping a toddler on the toilet while calling out spelling words, I think there are probably better ways to hang on to my sanity.
But then there was Wednesday. The girls (and my boys) learned about carnivores and herbivores. We looked up some links that led us to videos of leopards. All the kids were fixated, firing questions away about the animals, answering my questions, and loving science.
Then the girls were snuggled up on the couch reading to each other as I reheated (for the fifth time) my cup of coffee. They read the sentence, "Molly had a big hat, but..." and for some reason they thought it said, "Molly had a big, hot butt."
I heard giggles...and giggles...and then some snorting with the giggles. Pearl is much like her mother when she giggles- if it comes on strong, sincere and out of control the whole room catches it, too.
When I asked what was so funny Darla said with big eyes, "Oh mom! This book is about butts!" I said, "Darla I think they mean, 'but, then something else'".
"Oh no Mom. It says Molly had a big hot butt!"
Pearl couldn't stand it- she was doubled over with laughter.
I explained their misread but to no avail. Finally Darla said, "Pearl, we have to go to the next page or we'll never stop laughing!"
Pearl read the page perfectly.
Then Darla added, "AND...MOLLY HAD A BIG HOT BUTT!"
We were forced to commence reading for the day.
How great is it that I get to hear this stuff firsthand instead of over the dinner table after the fact? I either truly have the best job ever or I need to let my humor mature past 5 year old level.