Educational and Fun

So, here's my new idea:

I checked out one of those "rainy day fun" books from the library, which encourage the use of "everyday household items" to create "educational and fun opportunities for your toddler."

In other words, the antithesis of me. I've previously discussed my hatred for all things crafty. I'm plenty creative, as long as glue guns and glitter keep their distance.

I guess, though, that I'm a sucker for punishment, because I thought it would a fun idea to try a new "educational and fun" activity daily, and then blog about the experience. This is a rip-off idea from the book Julie and Julia, which details a woman's (Julie) decision to try every single recipe from Julia Child's classic cookbook about French cooking. (It's a good book, by the way).

Instead of deboning a goose or making aspic, I'll be making sludge from melted crayons. And you, my friends, will be along for the ride. I'm calling this adventure: "Project Incompetence."

God help us all.

Don't worry, though, I'll still pass along tidbits like this:

*Paul, to recover from running the marathon, walked most of the Freedom Trail with his family.

*I really miss him. The house is too quiet, and the bed is too big (and we only have a full).

Also, love this:

The boys and I were at Panera after our trip to the library. Owen announced that he was "still a little bit hungry." I told him to go buy a bagel. He told me that "Mommy needed to do it." I explained that if he wanted a bagel so badly, then he needed to go buy it himself.

I was feeling kinda lazy.

Owen thought about it, and then said, "I'll need some money." I handed him two dollars, and watched him walk up the counter, say, "Bagel, please," and hand the money to the kind kid behind the counter.

He came back, holding the bagel on the tray, beaming from ear to ear. What a big boy!

Since I, as a child, was terrified to ask the kid behind the counter for catsup at McDonald's (making my younger brother do it for me), my heart swelled a bit to see my self-sufficient, carb-loading little consumer. Go, Owen, Go!