The organizer of the homeschool field trip group we've been popping in on invited Baby Boy and me to come to a game of Ultimate Frisbee this afternoon. We're down to only one vehicle, so when I politely declined, she actually offered to give us a ride. Now we live closer to town that we used to, but by no means at all can we be considered really local, so this was an extremely kind gesture. I'm going to have to add this lady to my Christmas card list.
Baby Boy and I didn't have a clue of what Ultimate Frisbee was. I didn't even have the presence of mind to try to Google it or anything. We just went out there blind as bats.
Baby Boy said he had a lot of fun. He used to play a lot of disc golf back in his summer camp days, so it helped him not to be totally incompetent. That's always nice. I honestly don't know what they were doing out there. I saw some frisbee throwing and some running. Actually a LOT of running, so I know this game is not for me. I don't really run. Actually let's be blunt - I don't run.
Anyway, Baby Boy had fun and said he wants to go play some more so . . . that's nice and . . . we'll see.
We did get our art projects completed today as well.
We are learning a little bit about Impressionism. An art form that includes capturing an impression (via a quick glance) of something you would ordinarily see in nature. Anyway it's supposed to look loose and unfinished and you're supposed to be able to see the brush strokes. Well we didn't use brushes, we used oil pastels . . . so anyway.
. . . by Baby Boy . . .
. . . by Mom #1.
I don't know about this one, what do you guys think?
Anywho, until next time. . .