My head is spinning, but that should not surprise you.
Our school room is getting a makeover, and I need to pick
colors. That alone sets the butterflies
swarming. (I will post pictures later.)
Our foster children have a hearing in September that could potentially
change their lives forever.
My Princess sent in her book submission to a few selected
agents. Though I am biased, I think she is an amazing writer, and I am thrilled to see what God has in store for her.
Our new foster son will be heading into 3rd grade
in the fall. I have never sent a child
to public school and am a tad overwhelmed with the process. Even though my oldest was in a traditional
school for grades 1-3, it has been quite a while.
My sweetie and I are sending our firstborn, Angel, off to
college in a few weeks. (Be prepared to hear my heart tear as a part of it is left in Ohio.)
My homeschooling schedule, scope, and sequence needs to make
sense in order for life to move smoothly come September. (How is that for alliteration?)
I have done virtually nothing this summer that resembles
school in the formal sense. Yes, we have
learned and shared, and have in turn grown.
Have I done my children a disservice for not working on math and reading
more diligently?
These are just a few of the things on my mind as I sit at my
familiar table with my normal venti Earl Grey tea listening to the chatter of
life around me. I think I need to head
home to cuddle with my sweetie, watch a rerun of a favorite show, and let life
slow down if only for a short while.
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