Sometimes the Story of the World is Too Exciting ;-)

I hadn’t kicked yesterday’s IBS headache this morning.  I decided to do this week’s history morning, today.  I let those days float until I need them. (A history morning is where M and B together listen to the history reading, and literature from this week’s chapter, and then B and I just do what we have to do to set up his independent work for the afternoon.)  I thought it would be easier for me.

 After Jahangir, Shah Jahan, and Aurangzeb, map work and coloring in the Taj Mahal, I decided to play the Guerilla Warfare activity suggested in the Story of the World Activity book for the Moghul chapter. I clothes pinned three strips of paper to my back (the book calls for ribbons, but I didn’t want to cut lengths, so I used some paper scraps lying about), told the boys they had until supper time to try to pull them off my back without my notice, and that they could work together.

I surrendered before morning snack was over.

First the baby fussed (‘ribbon’ one) then the landlord’s foreman stopped by to fix the oven (‘ribbon’ two while I was at the door) we’ll have the oven  back by Friday, good thing we are eating out for Mom’s birthday so I don’t have to bake a cake after all. Then I surrendered when my head ache got the better of me. They had slipped threatening broken bits of clothes pins under the locked bathroom door. (‘ribbon’ three)

It’s a good thing the Marathas aren’t hiring. Who would have thought I’d have sympathy for a tyrant?