I feel like I'm 97, shuffling about with my cardigan and hot tea, talking about the weather. But not talking about the weather right now is like tossing a slipcover over the elephant and trying to pretend it's a beanbag chair.
Do you know how cold it is right now? It's so cold I don't have to tell the kids to keep the door shut. That's cold! The wind chill is -5 at the moment. I understand if you're in Wisconsin or Maine that's not a big deal. Down here, we have native plants that are staggering about in shock, gasping, "It's the big one, Ethel!"
I-65 was a crazy mess, and we've tried to keep an eye on local friends. But wow.
Thankfully, this should put the kabosh on the tick population for 2014, and that would be all kinds of wonderful.
School's going well this year. First term was pretty fantastic, once you grade on a curve for all the reasons they can't live on their own yet.
Jase loves his phonics lessons (using Memoria Press' Classical Phonics and the First Start Reading workbooks). I think some of it is peer pressure. Em used that, and she got to make beautiful pictures and read books together with the rest of us. Everyone else was already reading by the time he had any cognizance of the issue. So, to his mind, this is how you learn to read. And it is happy making.
Em's finally over King Harold's death, but I doubt she'll ever be a fan of the Normans. (This makes me laugh. Seriously, I had no idea. When I was her age, I didn't... oh, where to begin. No clue. Anyway, she cracks me up.)
Jacob has thoroughly enjoyed Ambleside Online's Year 5 program. I have thoroughly enjoyed watching him learn, and hearing his narrations. This is possibly the first year (out of... *phew*, ten) that narrations have come easily for any of us. It's a huge relief.
James and John are working together on a modified schedule of AO Yr. 7. James has additional Logic, writing, and programming work, and that seems to be working out well for him. It's hard to tell. John is nailing it. He's engaged and, if not enthusiastic, at least paying attention. Mostly. My hope is that the various developmental highs and lows of growing up hit at somewhat staggered intervals - more for me than for them. They've each only got to get through it once.
And that's about it. Time to throw more wood on the fire and see what we can get done today!
Kiss those babies!
~Dy
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The kids are always asking be questions like, "Who do you think was a better leader, Obscure Ancient Monarch A, or Obscure Ancient Monarch B?" To which I always reply in exasperation, "I don't know! I was public schooled!"
:-)
ROFL, Jennie! That's hilarious, but yes, that's pretty much how it goes here, too. :-D
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