Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Vacation!

Wehad a wonderful time at Vero Beach.  We were at Disney's Vacation Club Resort.  We planned this vacation as a "Hooray, John's Retired!" vacation, since he planned on being fully retired on October first.  But as the summer wore on, John changed the date to November fifth.  We kept the vacation date and had a blast.  The best part?  I didn't see John on the phone with work the entire time.  (He may have called when I wasn't looking, but I didn't see that--so different from every other time we've had time away from home.)  We really had his attention.  I loved that, and so did the kids.

Our condo had two bedrooms plus a fold-out couch and chair in the living room.  Plus, with the full kitchen and washer/dryer, you can vacation pretty cheaply.   The programs for the kids are a lot of fun, and quite a few of them are totally free.  Some cost a little bit, and some are expensive.  This trip we stayed with the free and low-cost items, plus John and I had one night out on a date, so very little money was spent all together. 

We had a great time just being together and taking it easy.  Disney World is fun, but we are always scattered, running and TIRED.  Vero Beach was just fun, swimming, and games as you will see:

What Do You Do at Vero Beach?

First you need a good water slide.

and a 14 year-old dare devil who WON the slide contest with the fastest run!
You simply must go to a tea party (and the un-birthday party! I can't remember which one Luci is headed to here).  All week the counselors would greet Luci with, "Hi, Luci, also known as Belle, and also known as Ariel the Mermaid!" Because she was in the pool whenever she wasn't dressed as Belle. 
You go to archery lessons...
and watch Mom's arrow fall to the ground IN FRONT OF the target!  Yes, that's my arrow on the ground--that stick-looking thing in the middle of the picture.  Thanks for recording that, JT.  You are so sweet (not!).
You make new friends!  Here Luci is with new friends from Kentucky and Florida, at the campfire one evening.
And, you must eat SMORES!
Peek-a-Boo!  Taking a bath in the "indoor swimming pool."  That's what Luci calls it.
You go to Mickey Chef Classes.
You watch Daddy fall asleep before supper.
You wonder if the 18 year old will ever get out and get some sun.

You get embarrassed by your Dad.
Especially when he gets chosen at the campfire to act silly during one of the songs (come on, John, first place in the SMORE line is hanging in the balance!).  Campfire that night was an "un-campfire" because of the high winds.  We were on the porch of the main building for this frivolity.
And you still wonder if Bryan ever got any sun.
You watch Mom go bonkers trying to play Boggle.  And catch Luci sneaking into the freezer!  Can you see her arm behind me?  She ate more that week than she ever had.  Lots of swimming will make a girl hungry.
And watch Luci conk out before bedtime.  This, along with the good eating, rarely happens at home.
You get to make crafts with Miss Rita!  This was one of Luci's creations.  Miss Rita is the one who inspired this post.
You get your whole family to build a sand castle!  Luci had this as her only "must-do" for the entire week.  She'd been talking about it for a whole year.
You bury your brother in the sand.  And look!  Bryan did get out in the sun after all.
What a great sand castle! 

We love it at Vero.

Friday, October 08, 2010

One of these days...

I'm going to ask someone,

What was your rationalization for choosing your local public school for your children?

Today the woman who asked me that about our choosing to homeschool didn't even have children.  She's older than I am and has a dog and a cat.  

And she's critical.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Fancy Vittles

Okay, so on our Disney Cruise, every time we sat down to supper (because I don't call it "dinner"), I wished for a Cracker Barrel menu.  That's my kind of food.  Watching shows like "Iron Chef" (even the American version) make me queasy.  Some of the restaurants in China were a challenge for me.

Here we are at a resort and John wants to go out for dinner and leave the boys in charge of Luci.  We will only be a hundred yards or so away.  The boys can take Luci to play Disney's version of Bingo while we go out.  Yippee for them!

But me?  I don't like seafood, and John's taking me to a seafood buffet.  So I asked if I could see an alternative menu--there are only three items on it that are not seafood and contain sides such as "Truffle-infused Macaroni and Cheese," "Crimini Mushrooms," "Meyers Rum Spiked Boniato and Plantain Mash."  Did I mention that I prefer plain foods? 




Those entrees cost almost twice as much as the seafood buffet (which is very nice and has things on it that I actually recognize).  So I think I will go ahead and have the seafood buffet, too.  Because as much as I am not crazy about sea food, I am less crazy about spending money.

Monday, October 04, 2010

Logistician Extraordinaire

That's me.  I am the planner in our household.

We are on vacation right now.  Vero Beach.  Had the whole trip planned for months. 

Reservations, hotel on the way (it's a 14 hour trip), saved up gas money, map (TomTom does that now--I used to get a AAA triptik).

The lists were all in my head until Friday night (we left Saturday morning).  Everyone was given a list of things to bring to me to put in the suitcases: so many t-shirts, shorts, swimsuit, underwear.  Meals for supper were pre-cooked, frozen and packed in the ice chest; just buy a few things like milk, eggs and sandwich meats when we get to town.  All John had to do himself was put his laptop and shaving kit in the van.

Last night, JT asked me if I had nail clippers. 

I told him, "Go ask Daddy."

JT was incensed!  "Mo-o-o-m!  He has no clue what you packed!"

"Yes, but he has a shaving kit.  There might be some clippers in there."

"oh."

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Dreams

Luci woke up crying early Monday morning. 

What's the matter?  Come sit with me in the recliner.

I dreamed you got rid of me.

I would give anything to stop her bad dreams.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Daisy, Daisy...

I'm half crazy, all for the love of you...

Uniforms were passed out today.  She's thrilled, can you tell? 

Sunday, September 26, 2010

It's a new record!

Luci kept her clothes on FOUR days this week!  Fully dressed each one of those four days.  Usually she peels off her clothes the moment we get home from karate and the other places we go (you'd think homeschoolers stayed home.  We don't!), but four days this week she kept her clothes on past suppertime.  Way to go, Luci!


JT and Luci washed the van for me today.  It was the first day in MONTHS that the temperature was below 90*.  They were told to not squirt each other on purpose.  Luci showed up at the back door, sopping wet and boots full of water (squishing as she walked!) to tell me that "JT did not squirt me, Momma. I did this all by myself!" 

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Kalyn Turns FIVE

Baby Jack. Our favorite little Jack in the world. He's a JT, too. :)

Kalyn is Luci's bestest friend.  Luci is 11 months older than Kalyn, so for one month of the year they share the same age.  Luci made a card for Kalyn and dictated this (among other things), "Now you are getting older like me."

Friday night was the big party.  Luci and I both had a great time.

Luci and Kalyn


Getting ready for a fun ride




That little car jets across the whole store!
I wondered if usually-timid Luci would like this ride:

What do you think?  Did she like it?

Kalyn invited Luci to help her. This year, Luci actually let Kalyn open her own presents. A big relief to me!

Friday, September 24, 2010

Seen this week

These are just some shots from this week.  These things made me happy.



This flag is on our garage wall.  The signs are what Luci and JT held when John came home for R&R in May, 2009.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Math-U-See

First, let me say how much I love Math-U-See.  This is our first year with M-U-S.  I wish we had started this particular curriculum years ago with the boys.  All three kids are using the program with no problems at all at this point in the year.  We are almost finished with the first quarter of the year.

Luci is working on Kindergarten stuff, with the Primer program.  Here she is learning place value of hundreds, tens and ones.  Amazing. 


Math-U-See is one of those things I wish I had thought of first. :)

Friday, September 17, 2010

When I grow up

 I used to pretend I was a teacher.  And I became a teacher, both in public school and here at home.
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Luci pretends to be  a "Biz-Niz Woman."
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Here she is interviewing JT for a job as an Army Guy. (I think he's trying out for Beetle Bailey's job, in that outfit.)
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Luci even has a cup with lollipops in it for "the people who bring their kids into  my office."  (Feingold friends, they are Yummy Earth lollis!)

We have no doubt that she will be running a major corporation someday.  She sure runs our household!  I've seen her walk through groups of older girls at soccer practice and in a minute or two, she will have all of them doing whatever she wants. 
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I think she'd make a great President of this country, but that law about being born on US soil has to change first.  So major corporation, it is.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Luci-isms

comments  similarities; as in:  I was telling Luci about another Lucy at our church, whose daddy is in Afghanistan.  Mama, we have lots in comments.

hippobottomus  do I really need to tell you what this one means?

fraid  I got this note on FaceBook today from our Super-Duper Librarian, Mrs. Jessica: 

Susan- I have a new Luci-ism for you :) We talked about the letter and sound for F today. I had the children tell me words they knew that started with the letter. Luci raised her hand and said "fraid." I didn't quite understand so I asked her to say it again, and she say " "fraid"...you know Mrs. Jessica- I am "fraid" ...of monsters :)

 Mrs. Jessica making nametags at the first K4-K5 class this year.   We love Jessica.  She is a "natural" teacher.  Luci with Kenzi and Sidney, all homeschool friends. (I love that Dalmatian outfit!)
Luci working on her assignment, and later, reading among the stacks.
 

 

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue...

and this week, two of his ships ended up in Florence Harbor.

Today Luci and I toured the Nina and the Pinta.




This is our tour guide, Nancy, a sailor on the Nina. 

Luci on September 15, 2010 and September 25, 2006 on a previous tour of the Nina, looking into the hold of the ship.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Video Games

A big, new video game came out today.  The boys pre-ordered it at GameStop in our mall.  So, of course they had to be there at midnight to pick it up.   How nice of the shop to have a "game party," which the other moms and I thought should have been labeled a "torture your parents by keeping them up late" party.

Bryan and his 4 gaming buddies got there by 3 p.m. yesterday afternoon and secured the first places in line.  They had fun!  JT got there around 10:45 p.m. (he didn't get there on his own, Mommy had to got to drive him).  As soon as Luci got to sleep, we headed out the door.  John got to go to bed at a decent time.  Lucky him.

Bryan and JT were nice enough to let me snap their picture with my cell phone, and they even talked to me a little bit.  I was not totally shunned.  However, I nearly got my arm broken when I tried to take my photo with the boys. 

Got it!  Bryan (the blurry one) and JT head out through the mall after getting their ridiculously priced precious game.

When you have two big brothers...

and your Daddy's a former Army guy, this is what you do for fun:

Sunday John's sister Ellen and her husband Gary were here for a nice, long lunch.  While we were talking away, I saw Luci run past the window with her toy gun.  So I had to take a photo.

Here she is with JT.  They were playing Army.  Of course.

Monday, Luci joined a local Daisy group, a part of the Girl Scouts.  Here she is with the Supreme Leader  uh, I mean the Troop Leader.  And on the right is Luci's "new best friend."

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Who's Who?

Nana and Papa, do you remember these masks?  Luci discovered them yesterday and has had lots of fun.

Luci thinks she is pretty well disguised in this photo.  She's posed with all of our build-a-bear buddies. 

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Snaggle Tooth!

This was two weeks ago...Luci's second tooth was very loose, so I talked her into letting me pull it.  But...it didn't budge!  I nearly gave Luci whiplash. 

Ever since, she's been scared to even let me look at the inside of her mouth, even from across the room with my hands clasped behind my back.





Until today.  I cornered her, me holding a length of dental floss and Luci holding onto her mouth.  She managed to scream quite loudly, even with her hand over her mouth!

Luci wiggled her tooth and said, "It's not loose!"  but as she wiggled it, it nearly fell out!  So I told her I wouldn't touch it, but she should just wiggle it one more time and see what happens.

That teeny tiny tooth fell out!  And there was B-L-O-O-D!

Which made a really neat story to tell Daddy at supper.




Snaggle-Tooth and J.T.

Friday, September 03, 2010

Devotionals

Every Wednesday night, we have a family devotional. One of the boys (this includes John) leads a Bible study.  We all get to choose songs from our song books (leftovers from church  when the church got new song books) and of course, there is prayer.

John and I sing and you can sometimes hear the boys' voices in song.  Luci also tries to keep up, and is usually a beat or two behind as she repeats the words we are singing.

The last devo was quite funny, but it wasn't meant to be.  I started laughing during one of the songs and couldn't stop.  Luci was singing her own words...

John:  What's so funny?

Me:  Luci is singing her own version:  "Peas, carrots, peaches."

Luci:  Don't forget Bread!  I sang, "Bread," too.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Monday, August 30, 2010

Crosspoint Church of Christ Friendship Center

Bryan, JT, Luci and I work here every Thursday morning. Bryan made this video, to be shown before our worship service, to show everyone what goes on at The Friendship Center.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Bowling

Friday I took JT and Luci bowling with our homeschool group.  It is the last week for KidsBowlFree at our bowling alley, so we all wanted to take advantage of it. 

This story isn't about the bowling, really.  It's about Luci and her Luci-isms.  When we got there, they were putting names on the board and wanted to know what names Luci and JT wanted to play under (because we all like to pretend to be something else, of course).

JT chose his own name (how boring!).  Luci said she wanted to be "Farrah." 

Farrah?  There is no way she knows who Farrah Fawcett was.  I pulled Luci aside and said, "Why Farrah?  Where did you hear that name?  I didn't know that you knew the name 'Farrah.'"

Luci gave me one of those looks that I thought only teens knew.  You know the one, the "I can't believe you are so dense, Mother!" look.

M-o-o-o-m!  You know!  From Snow White.  "Who's the Farrah Stov The Mall!"  

Repeat that phrase a couple of times and  you'll catch it.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Heard Recently

Yes, that title gets used too often.

That's just the way it is.  So there.
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Toola-Hoops:  Flowers.  You might know them as "Tulips."
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Luci was begging her brothers to play with her.  They said, "No."  Begging Mommy.  Mommy said, "Just a minute."  Luci wailed,

I wish I had a little sister!  Then she would play with me!

Me:  Let's call Daddy and you can ask him for a little sister.  Because he's the one who has to decide that.

Luci shook her head no, knowing the answer.  She put her head in her hands:  I'm never getting a little sister!

Yes, I did play with Luci after that anguished cry.  How could I not?
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I was working on a crossword puzzle.  I knew the answer, but asked Bryan to help anyways.  

Me:  Six letters, "Fish Flock."

Bryan:  Government Institution.

Me, scratching my head at first, knowing that answer was way beyond six letters.  What was the boy thinking?   Ahh.  School.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Since I'm too busy to come up with anything original...

here's something great from The Secular Homeschooler:

by Deborah Markus


1 Please stop asking us if it's legal. If it is — and it is — it's insulting to imply that we're criminals. And if we were criminals, would we admit it?
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2 Learn what the words "socialize" and "socialization" mean, and use the one you really mean instead of mixing them up the way you do now. Socializing means hanging out with other people for fun. Socialization means having acquired the skills necessary to do so successfully and pleasantly. If you're talking to me and my kids, that means that we do in fact go outside now and then to visit the other human beings on the planet, and you can safely assume that we've got a decent grasp of both concepts.
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3 Quit interrupting my kid at her dance lesson, scout meeting, choir practice, baseball game, art class, field trip, park day, music class, 4H club, or soccer lesson to ask her if as a homeschooler she ever gets to socialize.
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4 Don't assume that every homeschooler you meet is homeschooling for the same reasons and in the same way as that one homeschooler you know.
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5 If that homeschooler you know is actually someone you saw on TV, either on the news or on a "reality" show, the above goes double.
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6 Please stop telling us horror stories about the homeschoolers you know, know of, or think you might know who ruined their lives by homeschooling. You're probably the same little bluebird of happiness whose hobby is running up to pregnant women and inducing premature labor by telling them every ghastly birth story you've ever heard. We all hate you, so please go away.
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7 We don't look horrified and start quizzing your kids when we hear they're in public school. Please stop drilling our children like potential oil fields to see if we're doing what you consider an adequate job of homeschooling.
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8 Stop assuming all homeschoolers are religious.
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9 Stop assuming that if we're religious, we must be homeschooling for religious reasons.
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10 We didn't go through all the reading, learning, thinking, weighing of options, experimenting, and worrying that goes into homeschooling just to annoy you. Really. This was a deeply personal decision, tailored to the specifics of our family. Stop taking the bare fact of our being homeschoolers as either an affront or a judgment about your own educational decisions.
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11 Please stop questioning my competency and demanding to see my credentials. I didn't have to complete a course in catering to successfully cook dinner for my family; I don't need a degree in teaching to educate my children. If spending at least twelve years in the kind of chew-it-up-and-spit-it-out educational facility we call public school left me with so little information in my memory banks that I can't teach the basics of an elementary education to my nearest and dearest, maybe there's a reason I'm so reluctant to send my child to school.
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12 If my kid's only six and you ask me with a straight face how I can possibly teach him what he'd learn in school, please understand that you're calling me an idiot. Don't act shocked if I decide to respond in kind.
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13 Stop assuming that because the word "home" is right there in "homeschool," we never leave the house. We're the ones who go to the amusement parks, museums, and zoos in the middle of the week and in the off-season and laugh at you because you have to go on weekends and holidays when it's crowded and icky. (and paying full price--comment from me)
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14 Stop assuming that because the word "school" is right there in homeschool, we must sit around at a desk for six or eight hours every day, just like your kid does. Even if we're into the "school" side of education — and many of us prefer a more organic approach — we can burn through a lot of material a lot more efficiently, because we don't have to gear our lessons to the lowest common denominator.
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15 Stop asking, "But what about the Prom?" Even if the idea that my kid might not be able to indulge in a night of over-hyped, over-priced revelry was enough to break my heart, plenty of kids who do go to school don't get to go to the Prom. For all you know, I'm one of them. I might still be bitter about it. So go be shallow somewhere else.
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16 Don't ask my kid if she wouldn't rather go to school unless you don't mind if I ask your kid if he wouldn't rather stay home and get some sleep now and then.
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17 Stop saying, "Oh, I could never homeschool!" Even if you think it's some kind of compliment, it sounds more like you're horrified. One of these days, I won't bother disagreeing with you any more.
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18 If you can remember anything from chemistry or calculus class, you're allowed to ask how we'll teach these subjects to our kids. If you can't, thank you for the reassurance that we couldn't possibly do a worse job than your teachers did, and might even do a better one.
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19 Stop asking about how hard it must be to be my child's teacher as well as her parent. I don't see much difference between bossing my kid around academically and bossing him around the way I do about everything else.
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20 Stop saying that my kid is shy, outgoing, aggressive, anxious, quiet, boisterous, argumentative, pouty, fidgety, chatty, whiny, or loud because he's homeschooled. It's not fair that all the kids who go to school can be as annoying as they want to without being branded as representative of anything but childhood.
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21 Quit assuming that my kid must be some kind of prodigy because she's homeschooled.
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22 Quit assuming that I must be some kind of prodigy because I homeschool my kids.

23 Quit assuming that I must be some kind of saint because I homeschool my kids.
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24 Stop talking about all the great childhood memories my kids won't get because they don't go to school, unless you want me to start asking about all the not-so-great childhood memories you have because you went to school.
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25 Here's a thought: If you can't say something nice about homeschooling, shut up!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Too Busy to Write

Aw, man!  I love to write.  Even if no one is reading but me (but John, you should be reading! You had better let me know that you saw this), I love to blather on.

It's just been too busy lately to write as much as I'd like.  School, working at church once a week, karate, homeschool group, what else--there has to be something else.  Constant juggling act.  Add to that the constant, "He's bothering me!" "He's breathing funny!"  "He's breathing!" (not kidding on that one) and all the touching and climbing on mommy.  There is only so much physical touch I can take (tickling is torture! and don't you dare touch my neck). Noise, too.  Sensory Integration Disorder is what they call it. 

So, I am feeling overwhelmed lately.  Ready to crash by 6 p.m.  Thank God for John who does the dishes after supper! If not for that gift of service, I think we'd be up to our elbows in dirty dishes. 

Well, tomorrow morning is karate at the Y, and then lessons with all three kids.  So I had better get to bed. 

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Before I sign off,  I will leave you with a Luci-ism from this past week:

Chip-Chat: small talk.  As in,

Mommy, I want to have all my friends over to play.  Then all you mommies can sit around and chip-chat.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Pillow Talk

Luci at age three, looking for her Groom

Let's see if I can describe this so you can "hear" it correctly, the way it happened.

Luci and I were laying down, just before she fell asleep.  (Yes, she still needs me to be there when she falls asleep.  That's just the way it is.)  Our faces were pretty close, we were looking at each other.  She began asking questions in a sing-song voice, sounding more like a teen-aged, giggly young lady than a 5 year old.

So, did you meet Daddy on the Internet?

What?  Did you hear about that on a commercial?  Online dating?

Yes.

No, I met Daddy.... (and the story goes on, about nosy cousin Nancy always fixing me up with "eligible bachelors," blah blah blah).

Tell me about when he asked you to marry him!!!

blah, blah, blah (only I did use real words and told the story)

Where did you get married?

She knows that answer, but blah, blah happened anyways.   

And then, with this big, silly grin on her face:

So, tell me all about your dress!!!

Yes, there really were three exclamation points after that question.   And lots of disappointment that I did not have a "poofy" dress or "poofy" hair.  Then Luci proceeded to tell me all about her wedding, and how big and "poofy" her hair and dress would be, and how fantastic the ice sculpture on top of her wedding cake would be.  I didn't have the heart to tell her the ice would melt and make her lovely cake all smooshy.

Hey, I'm just thankful that she stopped asking questions before she got to the honeymoon.  {blush}
1991--seems like yesterday!

Monday, August 16, 2010

K through 12 School

As I grew up, schools were fairly well segregated according to age.   Kindergarten-6 (and some didn't even have K!). Then came the junior high, then high school. 

Here in our county, in the rural areas, we have K-12.  Just imagining the kids all in together was funny to me, because I'd never experienced that.  We (the five of us kids) were always on different buses, going to different schools. (Except for that one year when Dad was deployed to SE Asia, and we all rode the same bus!  We were in first through twelfth grades.  But it still delivered us to at least three different schools.) 

So, John's older kids went to a K-12 school.  So odd!  It made more sense when I found out the total population for the high school (grades 9-12) was about as big as my graduating class at Meridian High 'way back when. 

And now, we have our own K-12 school right here! 

Introducing the  student body of the
K-12 
Willingham School for the Exceptionally Brilliant
Okay, so it's from last Christmas.  It shows their faces, and they are all smiling!  So there.