* Yesterday we finished reading The Mitchells: Five for Victory. We did it as a read-aloud and it was perfect over breakfast -- went very well with both cereal and waffles. And coffee. We love Hilda Van Stockum, but somehow the older girls and I had never gotten around to the Mitchell series. What an oversight! We all adored this book. The characters are very real and funny, and the book is quite touching, too.
Here is Alicia's Love2Learn review, which nicely covers a topic that might be upsetting for young or very sensitive children (I did need to reassure Ramona, in a few instances, that all would end well.)
* Why are ads for tattoos turning up in the sidebar of my Gmail?
* We'll be dissecting critters today. My house will smell like a biology lab. Maybe we should eat out tonight.
*Back to the Mitchells ... one of the funniest and most endearing subplots has to do with pets. I won't tell you what happens, as I don't want to spoil it, but everything about the family's animals is perfectly executed.
And on the subject of pets, we've had plenty of them -- we currently have a cat (I call him Mr. Putter here, though why I gave the cat a blog name is beyond me), and a hamster named Blanche. (We thought Blanche was a girl -- the kids named her after a Regina Doman character. Turns out Blanche is a boy, but we still call him her.) We've had other hamsters: Ralpie, Fluffy I and Fluffy II. And hermit crabs (can't remember if we named them -- I just never got extremely attached -- can you imagine? Though I did really appreciate the fact that they never woke me up in the middle of the night.) We also had betta fish that were named Evelyn and Dorothy despite the fact that they were males. Anne-with-an-e and Betsy were just 8 and 6 years old, and "Evelyn" and "Dorothy" were the dreamiest names they could imagine for anyone, including fish.
We're going to get a dog! Cheer with me, people!