<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:40:34.982+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SUPER FANTASTIC ADVENTURES OF THE MIGHTY MUZZIES!</title><subtitle type='html'>AN UNSCHOOL STORY</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-2795213444791424050</id><published>2008-10-05T15:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:41:08.315+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"ECO-FRIENDLY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We have been busy little lizards here because it's Spring. Spring is usually the time of year when I get all excited about gardening for a few weeks, eventually the enthusiasm wears off. This year though Mr. T and I busily created a cactus/succulent garden out the front of our house. The husbo had a collection of cacti or succi (?) all over the place in shabby little black plastic pots so we dug out the front garden and replanted with a Buddha, fairies and dragons for decoration. I have to be honest it's pretty damn cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I've had the idea of spending the next few months really getting into the environment and environmental issues. The MIL is getting Mr. T a cool eco-dome thing from her work which kinda simulates rain and the dessert. Today I bought a book called "Save The Planet - The Aussie Kid's Guide" by Helen Chapman and we are planning a visit to the Butterfly House (we've already visited the Bee Place and found that movie Bee Movie really educational). Right now we are trying to decide what to replant in the veggie patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You know a few weeks ago it was the most beautiful day so Mr. T and I took a walk to the park and along the way we literally took time to smell the roses (and the jasmine and the daisies). It was a week day so whilst we were exploring, getting some sun and fresh air I couldn't help but think about those kiddies cooped up in a sticky schoolroom with a teacher rambling on. We certainly lead a charmed life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-2795213444791424050?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/2795213444791424050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=2795213444791424050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2795213444791424050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2795213444791424050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/10/eco-friendly.html' title='&quot;ECO-FRIENDLY&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-6239279954385430326</id><published>2008-08-10T14:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:08:31.367+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I WILL SURVIVE...</title><content type='html'>~*~ A FRIEND OF MINE EMAILED ME THIS AND I THOUGHT IT WAS FANTASTIC SO AM POSTING IT HERE ~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is to be sung to the tune of "I Will Survive"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally written and produced by Freddie Perren and Dino Fekaris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally performed by Gloria Gaynor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercilessly altered with apologies by Natalie Criss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL SURVIVE (THE FIRST YEAR OF HOMESCHOOLING)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First I was afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was petrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kept thinking I could never teach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause I'm not certified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we spent so many nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reteaching homework that was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I grew strong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so now I teach my kids at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We study math and outer space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just kept on despite the fear with a big smile across my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought a set of Base Ten blocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought books with answer keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents think we're nuts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they don't even bother me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on, let's go walk out the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're on the road now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause we're not home much anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends would laugh and say we'd be unsocialized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I heard one mumble that I'd give up by July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no, not I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will survive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As long as I know how to read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know we'll be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got all my life to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got energy to burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'll survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took all the strength I had not to fall apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to attend a play date at the local park,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I met oh so many moms who offered eagerly to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They used to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now they hold their heads up high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so do we!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids are cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're not those chained up little people stuck inside at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you feel like dropping by and just expect us to be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'd better call ahead first 'cause we're probably busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-6239279954385430326?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/6239279954385430326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=6239279954385430326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/6239279954385430326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/6239279954385430326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-will-survive.html' title='I WILL SURVIVE...'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-5574560374678946218</id><published>2008-07-13T11:32:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:31:41.849+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY AUSTRALIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Anne Sullivan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I have read two (count them two) articles about home education in Australian publications. This is quite a big deal as discussing home ed at all in Australia is incredibly rare, I have found it is still quite a taboo subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first article I read was by Earl Stevens titled 'What is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unschooling&lt;/span&gt;'. The article discusses the rigidness in traditional schooling, a child's resistance to textbooks and quizzes and the like as well as the freedom of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unschooling&lt;/span&gt;. The final paragraph states...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unschooling&lt;/span&gt; provides a unique opportunity to step away from systems and methods, and to develop independent ideas out of actual experiences, where the child is truly in pursuit of knowledge, not the other way around."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magazine this came from is called Kindred, it's an alternative kind of magazine and this was my first read of it. I will however be buying it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Righty&lt;/span&gt;, the second article I read was in this morning's Sunday Telegraph. It featured in the Body + Soul section and I was rather surprised to see it in such a big paper HOWEVER the article wasn't completely complimentary. Comments were made about socialisation and lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt; as the child grows (things like science labs). I have to admit I was rather concerned about Mr. T's social skills as he is an only child but he does have the opportunity to interact with other children and doesn't seem to have a problem so I am no longer worried. The lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt; really does depend on the child's interests who says my son will want to use test tubes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bunsen&lt;/span&gt; burners? I know I hated science. On the other hand these things are available to the public so if test tubes is what he wants test tubes is what I'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unschool&lt;/span&gt; for many reasons my own experiences with school are included. I can remember by the time I had left school pretty much every subject required an oral assessment, that is each student was forced to speak in front of their peers for a certain amount of time on a specific topic. I absolutely hated it (despite the fact that I loved performing in my drama class). I would feel sick in my stomach on the morning of the oration, my hands would shake, my eyes would blur, my face would turn bright red and I would have difficulty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;enunciating&lt;/span&gt; - I'd have to say that I would come quite close to a panic attack and I am certain that I am not the only one who has experienced this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Unschooling&lt;/span&gt; allows my child to develop his intellect without unnecessary trauma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-5574560374678946218?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/5574560374678946218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=5574560374678946218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/5574560374678946218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/5574560374678946218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/07/hooray-australia.html' title='HOORAY AUSTRALIA!'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-7700748676794769199</id><published>2008-06-08T10:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:39:52.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SIMPSONS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmBaVbyca1I/SEsqQxSrUnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fHNmoV4BdEk/s1600-h/unschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209303861582058098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmBaVbyca1I/SEsqQxSrUnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fHNmoV4BdEk/s320/unschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we are working away on our lapbooks and I thought I would put a pic on here of the board game that we made. It was so much fun and it's on the back of the lapbook. We have timed the making of this game perfectly as we've had wild and woolly weather lately perfect for playing all our games and the homemade one is the favourite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-7700748676794769199?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/7700748676794769199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=7700748676794769199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/7700748676794769199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/7700748676794769199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/06/simpsons.html' title='THE SIMPSONS!'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmBaVbyca1I/SEsqQxSrUnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fHNmoV4BdEk/s72-c/unschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-5587135389726513936</id><published>2008-06-01T13:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:42:58.079+10:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Side...</title><content type='html'>The Olympics project is coming along nicely, Mr. Muzzy and I are learning new things which can only be good. We bought a world map and some stickers and armed with our list of countries proceeded to stick little spots on each country that participated in the games - we've got over 100 dots and still have marked off every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we have started a new lapbook, a "FUN" one as Mr. T calls it. This super special lapbook is entitled 'The Simpsons' and contains all things Simpsony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mr. T started the MS - Readathon, he's rather enthusiastic about it and has already read 101 Dalmatians! Kinda makes you proud to know your kiddie is doing something that is really important for charity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-5587135389726513936?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/5587135389726513936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=5587135389726513936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/5587135389726513936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/5587135389726513936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-side.html' title='On The Side...'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-3522387621389818730</id><published>2008-05-27T17:10:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:23:25.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ni Hao</title><content type='html'>Well the Olympics are steaming along nicely here (although we did have a slight hiccup when we came across the Modern Pentathlon, neither Mr. Muzzy or myself had the faintest idea what it was - thankfully the all powerful internet enlightened us) and we've made a new discovery, a little something home-eders call the lapbook! May I say our very first lapbook titled "Olympics 2008, Beijing China" is coming along quite nicely. Though we are still beginners it is quite basic but I plan on mastering the craftiness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204954088165149938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmBaVbyca1I/SDu2KolNDPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/46OS6gjVucI/s320/unschool+001.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are having a chinese feast and we have made some fitting decorations. Hanging from the lights are some beautifully made chinese lanterns. Oh yeah that Mr. T is quite handy with those awkward left handed scissors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-3522387621389818730?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/3522387621389818730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=3522387621389818730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/3522387621389818730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/3522387621389818730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/05/ni-hao.html' title='Ni Hao'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmBaVbyca1I/SDu2KolNDPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/46OS6gjVucI/s72-c/unschool+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-2105085961113525364</id><published>2008-05-25T11:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:19:43.111+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR 1ST BIG PROJECT...</title><content type='html'>In the mood to do something big I had the idea of doing a project with Mr. T but I had no idea what kind of project...Something "eco-friendly" maybe? Not really given that our "green-ness" already comes in spurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was chatting to Mr. Muzzy who was complaining about Roy &amp;amp; HG no longer doing their olympic wrap show and at the same time reading an email from a friend who also homeschools her kiddlywinks and is doing a project on the olympic games and realised that it was all arrows pointing in the Beijing Olympics area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have googled galore this morning and have all kinds of bibs and bobs that I am putting together. My aim is to spend the next 74 days (yes I saw all the countdowns) learning as much as we can about the olympics and China finishing up around the time of the Opening Ceremony. I've also requested a chinese penpal on that site I found (see previous entry). Now if I could just find some nice EASY recipes for chinese delicacies we really will be getting into the spirit of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-2105085961113525364?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/2105085961113525364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=2105085961113525364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2105085961113525364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2105085961113525364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-1st-big-project.html' title='OUR 1ST BIG PROJECT...'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-9118613473532204313</id><published>2008-05-24T13:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:34:20.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PENFRIENDS</title><content type='html'>So we are finding it a little awkward helping Mr. T with his writing as he is left handed and we are not. At this stage I am quite happy to let him grip the pencil any way that is comfortable for him which right now is using a fist. Problem is he has a constant ink stain up his left arm as he smudges as he writes...Ah well am sure we'll get there in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found a yahoo group that is designed to find homeschoolers penpals and I thought it would be a great way for Mr. T to learn about different countries and cultures. We have found some really great sounding people and have had a geography lesson as well. I got out the globe and we have found the different places each penpal lives in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so exciting I can't imagine how boring it would be if Mr. T had been a school-goer. Some days we spend the whole day in our pj's lounging around watching Spongebob Squarepants, some days we are super green aware and sort out the vegie patch and other days we bake. I must admit though, it seems impossible keeping the house in some sort of tidy state I am forever slipping on books, toys, textas and tracing paper - and I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-9118613473532204313?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/9118613473532204313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=9118613473532204313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/9118613473532204313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/9118613473532204313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/05/penfriends.html' title='PENFRIENDS'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3607832998482888983.post-2550489263690062406</id><published>2008-05-22T21:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:28:39.874+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MARVELLOUS MUZZIES...</title><content type='html'>We are beginners in home education and at times it can be quite overwhelming. We live in a small coastal town in NSW and it appears there is no one like us in this town so it can be a little lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally Mr. Muzzy and I came up with a curriculum, set out a weekly time plan and bought a diary so we could keep track of everything Mr. T was doing - it didn't even last a day. We are just not structured people, life for us can't be routined it's just too boring.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to just keep doing what we had been doing since his birth, reading stacks of books daily and exploring whatever he is fascinated by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. T will be 6 in July and his reading skills are awesome. Right now his fascination is with superheroes. Our loungeroom is a mine field of "good guys" there's a beefy looking Superman, a one legged Spiderman, a hideous looking thing called The Thing, a bright yellow car called Bumblebee and the brand new obsession - Ironman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday (after we had all recovered from the flu) we decided to treat ourselves with a visit to the pictures, we saw Ironman (an ace movie by the way). After several different people questioned Mr. T about not being in school I became a little paranoid. What educational qualities could Ironman possibly have? (Though really I don't need to justify myself if we want a nice day out, we'll bloody well have one). It wasn't long, however, until my educational needs were met...I was super proud when Mr. T read at the top of his lungs the subtitles, without any difficulites. HA! Just goes to show a lesson can be learned under any circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us really do dance to the beat of our own drum AND we have loads of fun along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Muzzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3607832998482888983-2550489263690062406?l=themuzzies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/feeds/2550489263690062406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3607832998482888983&amp;postID=2550489263690062406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2550489263690062406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3607832998482888983/posts/default/2550489263690062406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themuzzies.blogspot.com/2008/05/marvellous-muzzies.html' title='THE MARVELLOUS MUZZIES...'/><author><name>Mrs Muzzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16453325382577571061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
