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Like reading Proverbs 31, watching bees makes me feel guilty about my own laziness. I think I'm more of a slug type.
For the record, I'd like to point out that bees are also known to deliver a pretty nasty sting to others that get in their way or annoy them. It is probably because they're so focused on their busy-ness. I admit, when I'm over-achieving, I get a little mean. What violence do slugs deliver? Slime? Ooze?
So I'm not going to feel guilty about my laziness. We are enjoying the last week of half-day school and by the time lunch rolls around, I feel as though I've used up the next to last ounce of energy I possess. {I bet bees don't even stop for lunch or afternoon coffee.} I feel confident that we're doing a decent job of covering the most basic of elementary subjects: reading, writing and arithmetic. During the afternoons, we've sprinkled a few important extra-curriculars in: piano lessons, Sauder Village, cookie baking and the like. {Today I taught my daughter how to steam open a sealed envelope, a life lesson whose importance might very well be questioned in this age of electronic mail, instant messages and the senseless abbreviations we call "texts."} After labor day we plan to commence our six hour school days. I hope to find myself infused with a bit more get-up-and-go. But can I become both bee-like and sting-less? Or is a slug always a slug?
Here. Let this short little snippet of song cheer you up. This is a lip sync video the Man of the House and his children entered into a local radio station's contest.
I know, right? They're just so cute. I live with this cuteness every day. If I were a bee type I probably wouldn't notice the cuteness.
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