This morning I was again reminded that homeschooling produces unusual results.
Dawson, 12: "Mom, I had the most horrible dream. I had a huge page and I had to find every single synonym and antonym. When I did, they turned into numbers and then I had to divide everything by two. I didn't think it would ever end. Talk about a nightmare!"
Abigail, 3: "Mommy, I had a dream about two princesses. One was a good princess and she was kind and pretty and I loved her. The other was a bad princess and she was married to Hitler. I don't like Hitler."
Keats, 5: "Mommy, my dream was awful! All of the letters came to life and were chasing me! I couldn't get away and they wouldn't stop until I read their sounds!"
Dawson, 12: "Mom, I had the most horrible dream. I had a huge page and I had to find every single synonym and antonym. When I did, they turned into numbers and then I had to divide everything by two. I didn't think it would ever end. Talk about a nightmare!"
Abigail, 3: "Mommy, I had a dream about two princesses. One was a good princess and she was kind and pretty and I loved her. The other was a bad princess and she was married to Hitler. I don't like Hitler."
Keats, 5: "Mommy, my dream was awful! All of the letters came to life and were chasing me! I couldn't get away and they wouldn't stop until I read their sounds!"
1 comment:
Hahaha, I love this!
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