Get Up Stand Up

 Get Up Stand Up

Preacher man, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
'Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. come on!

Hey!
So it Goes.
Friday feeling.

S was inspired last night making both anniversary decorations and  rock book in which she used reference books, her rock collection and the internet to make a page for each rock. Totally spontaneously. Brilliant to observe. hand writing, research, drawing. It's all going on there.

A morning with Weed for S & E and a walk to the village and park for O & I. O is spotting numbers everywhere. Look that house is number ten, or, oh look that's sister's age there.

At the park O was climbing on me and trying to open my bag. he caught the zip in my skin and I swore (sorry) and said "O you really hurt Mummy look, you made a hole in my skin." he said "Actually  Mum there are two holes." We were both laughing so much I forgot the pain.

Unschooling food choices are in the spotlight again today as E has helped himself to 4 ice creams. When I read about families where Easter Eggs go dusty I just am forced to wonder. He has also reverted to missing the loo again! argh! I know I said body fluids were off limits on the blog but it is a principle not a rule.

This afternoon we have had 2 or so very relaxed hours at Cass Sculpture Foundation with some home ed friends playing, chatting and enjoying the art and having a few improvised, impromptu drama sessions and stage performances.

Weed bought S a colour your own jigsaw which she is thrilled with.

 S and her rock research

Really stuck for choice on title tunes today - this one makes me want to lie down on the floor and close my eyes! Want you in my soul 

We've been to Cass several times before so there are other posts if you'd more photos.

Am at the 600 miles / £100 fuel level in the car - operation budget is going well otherwise.