Well, I thought about skipping today’s entry, because everything went well, but then I remembered the sermon last week, thanksgiving should be a daily spiritual exercise, not an annual one, so here is today:
We did start off grouchy, we stayed up too late last night visiting with our friend K, I went to bed before the little boys, but DH told me this morning that K spent so much time explaining relativity to B, that I could count it as one hour of school.
I shortened B’s chores, so he could start school by 9AM, and worked with M on "big boy school" we played "run around the clock" from SWR, reviewed his memory verses, practiced writing 1 and 0 on the new legal pad sized white board, sang the doxology, and prayed for everyone to work together well.
M had some questions about the new baby, so I pulled out our DK human body book and we looked at the human development chapter. It turns out M is NOT worried that we won’t love him, or that he’s being replaced, but he is worried that the baby will wreck his toys. He was relieved to know that new-borns can’t walk(!) I showed him the special books and toys some of the homeschool ladies had given B when M himself was born, and told him that lots of people understand that new babies bring a fun but stressful time for their older siblings, and that he would be looked after, though not always by me!
After that I reviewed B’s independent work from yesterday, gave him his new assignments, dictated his new spelling list, made up a handwriting practice sheet, worked on "clap, clap, clap your hands" on occarina, gave the boys their morning snack while I read them their next chapter of "Story of the World." and managed to send them outside to run around in the fog for their hour before lunch with Daddy.
I’m thankful too that my husband just brought home Chinese take out!