New, Different, Exciting, and Exceptional

Today was a day of firsts at Two Moms' Homeschool . . .

This is the only proof we have that today was Baby Boy's first day at University.  Now no one can corroborate his story, but we don't have any reason to not believe he was there.  :-)

In a truly shocking and amazing turn of events, the biggest Fairy had her first day of kindergarten today.  We do want to eventually keep the girls home, but right now school is the option du jour for this Grand-Baby-Girl.

Biggest Fairy Saying Good-Bye to Twin Little Fairies  

Ready To Take On the World

We've Taught Her Well . . . Going Straight For The Books

Ready To Learn!

Has anyone else started anything new, different, exciting, or exceptional lately? 

Tell me all about it.

Until next time . . .

Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

Baby Boy just drove off . . . possibly never to live at home again. 

He is going to college about 400 miles from us.  He will be staying with relatives for the first semester, but I won't be there. 

Whaaahhhh!  How on earth did you Moms of young adults survive this?  I've been weepy for the past few days and just a plain miserable crying mess all day today. 

Boy, they sure grow up fast.

Until next time . . .

 

This is . . .

. . . my wild child.

 Found her like this.  Straightened her out and covered her up.

A little bit later, found her like this. 

Which is why we keep her bed so close to the ground.

And this is just her sleeping personality.  You should see this little Texas Tornado when she's awake!


Until next time . . .

 

A Grown-Up Getaway

For the very first time in 12 long years Mom #2 and I went on a grown-up getaway with no kids, no grand kids, and no pets!  At first we hardly knew what to do with ourselves, but we recovered from that fairly quickly.  

First we found a very grown-up room in a historical and beautiful hotel.

 Then we thought we'd have some fun visiting some touristy attractions.

 We enjoyed lots of different sights that may have been fun for children . . .

 . . . But without the endless trips to the potty. . .

 . . . Without a pocket full of tissues to wipe runny noses. . .   

 . . .Without the too-cool-for-school eye rolls. . . 

  . . . And without leashes, kibble, doggy-doo bags, or travel kennels.

I'll never forget the complete conversations Mom #2 and I were able to have without interruption.  

 We also had several delicious meals in nice restaurants with real tablecloths, finely dressed waiters, and cloth napkins. 

When it was time for bed, I only had to bathe myself.  

And when we tucked each other in . . . . 

 . . . We only had to kiss each other.

We had an incredible time!  

I hope we don't wait 12 more years before we have another grown-up getaway. 

Have you done anything for yourself or your relationship lately? 

Until next time . . .

 

Mothers and Daughters at the Opera

Last night was the opening night of this season's Educational Opera Program.  They performed Pagliacci.  

I had never seen it performed live before, only on PBS.  It had to be the shortest opera I've ever attended.  We were home before 10 o'clock!

As an olive branch of good will, I invited my Mom to come with us, as she has never been.  I didn't think she had any interest in it, but a few weeks ago she began hinting around for an invitation, so what's a daughter to do.  She really seemed to enjoy herself,  even though she had LOTS of questions.  I'm glad we were able to spend a little quality time together without too much pressure of stimulating conversation.  I'm not much for small talk  these days and things have been a tiny bit tense between us since she moved so close to me.  Actually, I've been a bit tense, but I don't think she has noticed.  It is kind of unnerving to have your Mother about to pop up at your house at any given time of day or night.  Since I don't have a day job, she thinks I'm available to do things with her all day every day.  That's actually not true at all, my family keeps me on my toes quite consistently. Anyway, I'm working on boundaries.  Let me just say, it's a work in progress.  

She was already hinting around at an invitation for the next performance when I dropped her off at home last night, LOL.  That lady really is something else.  But she's my Mother, and I love her.  What else can you do.

Speaking of the performance, everything was spectacular.  Poor Canio, the Pagliacci, a jilted, suspicious, homicidal clown is really something to behold on stage.  Although his killing scene wasn't nearly as terrifying as Lucia's from Lucia di Lammermoor, I still had to give him a lot of credit.  He was a beautiful tenor.

There was a strange moment at the end where after the curtain call and all of the ovations, the three main characters . . . including ones who had just died . . . got up and sang a few bonus songs at the end.  I don't know if this has a formal name in the opera world or not, as I've never witnessed anything like it.  It was so nice to go drive home humming the bonus score.

I've never really understood why some people have a fear of clowns, but after last night, I think I'm going to keep my distance from them.  Also, I have truly witnessed the literal interpretation of "Tears of a Clown." 

So now I know what music I'll be playing around the house all weekend. 


What wonderful weekend plans do you have?
 

Until next time . . .