With eating popsicles comes great responsibility.
I am REALLY beginning to dislike popsicles, almost as much as I dislike playdough. Popsicles serve no purpose at all. At least with ice cream there is some sort of nutrition, you know, dairy. And ice cream fills you up. Popsicles do nothing but make messes and make everyones' tongues and faces and hands orange, purple, bright red, blue, or the best, green.
By the way, the start to homeschooling is going GREAT. Really! Really ;)
Actually it is (homeschooling going great), once we got over the whole beheading John the Baptist beginning and looked at the Joyful Mysteries and Luminous Mysteries and talked about how instrumental John the Baptist was in preparing the way for salvation, going before the Lord and all... I know, I'm weird, going from popsicles to the Canticle of Zachariah, it's the life of a homeschooling mom. Catholic homeschooling mom. Any family that may be reading this, you were right to be worried about homeschooling.
It was all fun and games until the popsicles started dripping everywhere......
