The nitty gritty truth ain't pritty

(Gotta get in my Peak pic of the day.)
For the past three months, I've been impressing you all with my dedication to the education of my children, espousing the wonders of Latin, good literature, true phonics, and chronological history. I've bemoaned failed science projects and shared my happiness with our current math curriculum. Don't believe it. Not a word.

And you know all of those "school" photos I've posted? They're fakes, every single one of them.

Tonight I'm exposing THE TRUTH. Here's a REAL picture of our day.

Everything in this picture is what school at my house really looks like.

The 12 yo reads beginning reader books like Arthur and Cat in the Hat. The 8 yo has finally memorized the book I began reading to him at age 2. The table is covered with papers and Christmas coloring books. For lunch, these kids eat double chocolate cookies (store bought of course) on paper plates. Actually, Holly doesn't even have a plate, she's using a piece of paper from what's available on the table. See that dog running down the hall? He's cleaning up the food that got dropped on the floor.

And let's not forget the beer that they're both swilling.

They've already run out of smokes.

In fact, the only UNusual thing about this picture is that they are actually dressed. (But they slept in their clothes.)

In fact, I'm not even sure these ARE my kids, God love 'em.