We have reached 100 days!


Yesterday was the hundredth day of kindergarten and the twins were very excited.

We’d finished their projects over the weekend, so I went ahead and sent the display boards in to school on Monday.

In Little Girl’s class, her teacher said, “Oh wow! You brought your project a day early! Good job. Why don’t you move your clip up on the good behavior board?”

Little Boy’s teacher said, “Oh, That’s not due yet. You are a day early! Take it home and bring it back tomorrow.”


Grr. This is why I don’t like having them in separate classes. 

Anyways, they had their 100th day party and came home full of talk about it.

Then I looked in Little Boy’s backpack and saw that HIS PROJECT WAS STILL IN THERE!!

He said, “I forgot to turn it in.”

GACK!!! That’s why I gave it to you a day early!!

Doing a School Project with Kindergartners Part 2

If you remember, I recently wrote about the twins’ 100th Day project.

Here’s an inside look at the making of that project:

  • Me: Okay, so first you choose your paper to cut out.
  • Little Girl: I want this one!
  • Me: Oh that’s pretty. I like the blue flowers
  • Little Boy: I like this one!
  • Boo: You can’t choose that one. It’s pink!
  • Little Boy: (stubbornly) I like this one.
  • Boo: Everyone’s going to call you girly boy.
  • Me: He can choose what he wants, Boo.
  • Boo: (incredulous) But it’s PINK!
  • Little Boy: I like it.
  • Boo: Fine. I guess you want to be called girly boy then.
  • Me: (warningly) Boo.
  • Boo: Even Little Girl’s paper is less girly than THAT.
  • Me: That’s enough, Boo.
  • Boo: Whatever.
  • Little Boy: My flowers are going to be pretty!


Boo could not hide her contempt for her brother’s creation. Let’s hope it goes over all right with the kids at school….

Doing a School Project with Kindergartners

The twins have the hundredth day of kindergarten coming up, so they have to make a display of 100 objects to present to the class.

This means of course, TWO HUNDRED things for us.


I thought it would be fun to make paper flowers. The twins got excited about the idea and we ended up spending fifty bucks at the craft store.

This was in direct violation of the explicit and slightly patronizing page-long directions given to me by Little Boy’s teacher: “Please feel free to let your child be creative with their idea as long as the items are free or low cost and will not be a problem if lost.”

She also said, “This project should be done gradually between now and the due date. Gluing one hundred objects in one sitting at the last minute will be overwhelming for your child, so please help them begin to learn about working on a project gradually in manageable parts until it is done. Please plan ahead so glue has time to dry completely before sending the project to school.”

Um… Didn’t she know we always wait until the last minute for EVERYTHING? It’s part of our CULTURE in this family.

Funny Encouragement Ecard: Nothing makes me more productive than the last minute.

In any case, we have the project more than half-done now since they were so gung-ho about it last night.

So we’ll just wait until the night before it’s due to do the OTHER half…

Dodged that one! SCORE!


We went to the fall festival at the elementary school over the weekend.

<<< Here’s Little Boy playing “product placement” at the fair.

After this event last year, I got stuck with a couple of goldfish. (Read that story here if you’re interested.)

I wasn’t about to let that happen again this year. The twins tried in vain to “win” a fish, but I refused.

Every time we came near the live-fish game, I steered them in a different direction. Unfortunately, the diabolical festival-planners had placed the goldfish booth right next to the balloon animal booth, which we had to go to.

And wait in a long line for. While staring at the fish next door.

  • Little Girl: Look Mommy! Fish!
  • Little Boy: Oh I see the fish too. Look!
  • Me:  No.
  • Little Girl: I want a fish!
  • Little Boy: Me too! I want a fish!
  • Me: No. No fish.
  • Little Boy: I think you can win the fish. Look Mommy!
  • Little Girl: That girl won a fish! Look! I want to win a fish!
  • Me: No.
  • Little Boy: No really. You can win a fish. I see the kids winning a fish.
  • Little Girl: Yay! We can win a fish!
  • Me: No. You can’t.
  • Little Girl: Yes we can! Kids are winning fish. Right there. 
  • Little Boy: Yeah. I see them. We can win a fish too! Right there!
  • Me: No. You are not getting a fish. No.
  • Little Boy: But–
  • Me: No.
  • Little Girl: Mommy–
  • Me: No.

I think you get the picture here.

Festival Organizers, when will you learn? Live animals are NOT prizes!

At least…not to me…


How to liven up homework time


It’s quite a talent, but Little Girl actually managed to use her homework to insult her siblings. 

<<< Here she is snickering to herself about it.

The teacher wanted her to write and draw pictures about the beginning, middle, and end of her day.

Since her day includes lots of siblings, she saw an opportunity.

She drew her brother and announced to him: “This is you. You’re wearing a dress.”

She drew GG and said, “This is you screaming at me. This is me telling you to shut up.”

She drew Boo. “Look at these marks around Boo! They are stinky marks. Because she farted.”

I hope one day Little Girl can learn to use her powers for good.

Guilt Assuaged

The twins went on their first kindergarten field trip this week. I didn’t want to go.

I know, I know. BAD mommy.


Little Boy has already been giving me the guilt trip about how the neighbor kids’ mom works at the school and is there ALL DAY. “Why can’t you be at the school all day, Mommy? PLEASE?!”

Listen kid, you don’t want me at the school all day. And neither does the state’s liability insurer.

Anyways, the night before the field trip, Little Boy started giving me the heavy guilt trip. “You can come on the field trip Mommy. The teacher says so. The other mommies will be there. PLEASE?!”

So I gave in and showed up the next morning. But, not having signed up to chaperon, I didn’t know what I should do. I sat around outside the classroom like a stalker for a hour and a half while the teacher got the kids ready. Little Boy saw me out there and barely contained his glee when he waved on the way to the bathroom.

I started to feel like Good Mommy after all. Then…

As they were lining up for the bus, I approached the teacher.

(She was trying to supervise about twenty-five hyped-up 5-year-olds and their sack lunches, so it probably wasn’t the best time to make a good impression.)

I said, “Um, I didn’t sign up to chaperon, but my son really wants me to go on the field trip. Can I go?”

She nicely refrained from rolling her eyes at me, or calling me CRAZY MOM to my face. “I’m sorry, but you had to sign up in advance,” she said diplomatically. “I’ll keep you in mind for next time.”

So I went and held Little Boy’s hand as he walked to the bus, telling him that  I was sorry, but the teacher wasn’t going to let me go along. He was perfectly happy with this explanation.

So I gave him a kiss goodbye and went to my car, trying not to to skip in jubilation.

I managed to get Good Mommy points for coming to the school and making the attempt; PLUS I didn’t have to go on the boring field trip!

Talk about a win-win situation!