I have, however, tried to talk Rodger into building a bunker ~ you know, end of the world kind of junk. Just kidding. Sort of. But he won't do it because he wants that dang red and white target on our roof if it's all going to go down.
So what do we do all day long?
Well, I could feed your fears that we don't do anything, ever, all day long. How about we start with the "arts"? Demonstrated by several Reel kids:
Belly Button art! Truly. A dying art form.
Poetry. Could this qualify as some type of modern day Haiku?
Video recording and relationship building: For the record, the kids drove me to madness on our trip home from Michigan, where we were visiting some friends. There was fatigue fighting and I thought I was holding it together pretty well. And my lips were dry and peeling. Seriously. But laugh if you must... I laughed so hard when I saw this because I don't remember doing this... My pshyche was MESSED. UP. Where's the pixie dust now???
This is a walk down our artistic side. Stay tuned for some other educational enlightenment. We won't dissapoint. Truly.
Tammy
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