Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Afternoon delight

      Alec came home for lunch and all the boys asked to have a picnic outside.  What a great idea on a sunny, warm spring day.  We carried our food outside and I read them a few chapters in James and the Giant Peach.  It's moments like that; moments that are so perfectly wonderful that make me so glad we've attempted this whole homeschooling endeavor.  Perfect memories of childhood we'll all share together of idyllic days of picnics, reading and fun.   We really enjoyed being out in the fresh air so the boys decided to stay outside.  Evan rode his bike and Ian and Alec had swinging contests to see who could swing the highest and/or the fastest. 

We found this cute baby snapping turtle on our lawn and helped him to the water's edge

       They put on shorts and played down by the water.  They were shoveling, and playing and all getting along.  I looked up and they were in the water.  They stayed along the edge of the lake trying to catch frogs, fish, worms and turtles.  I tried telling them it was too cold to be in the water so they put on rain boots.  They splashed and ran and soon even their shorts were wet.  They asked if they could put on their bathing suits so they didn't get their clothes wet.  I agreed and then watched in amazement as the boys dove into the water and swam around.  It was freezing and they were gasping for air.  I couldn't believe it!  I figured they'd see how cold it was and decide to come back out, but no.  They dragged out flippers, snorkels, goggles, water guns and everything.  They played for just a bit until the clouds filled up the sky and then we all agreed it was time to clean up, dry off and go inside.  I'm always torn when something like this happens.  Do I give in to the old wives tale that they'll catch their death being outside, being wet and being cold?  Do I just let them be and play and explore like they want?  Today, I decided to throw caution to the wind and let them play. 







  









   





     Once inside we watched the sky become darker and darker with clouds.  The boys didn't want to go back out and play so we snuggled on the couch and finished reading James and the Giant Peach.  We then watched the Disney version of the story.  The boys ate popcorn and pointed out all the ways in which the movie was different from the book.  It was a real treat to watch a movie in the afternoon, on a school day, complete with shades drawn, blankets, stuffed animals, and popcorn!  I watched the movie with them and thought it was just bizarre; fairly on par with the book but still bizarre.  I didn't remember much of the story other than that I had loved it as a child and knew James lived in the peach having escaped his horrible aunts.  I did not remember them flying through the air, encountering cloud men and landing in New York!  The boys seemed to really enjoy the story though and if the quiet, enraptured expressions were anything to go by, loved the movie too. 

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