Since the twin hits of fire & funeral my goal has been short and intentional.
Finish.Just finish. Get through the school year. Make sure everyone has advanced in their studies, eaten something green occasionally and is happy enough.
With that being said, we made it through another week. Worksheets filled in. CD's listened to. Artwork done. Poems memorized. Biology test taken and essay written. Feche-boy made cookies again, with melted butter instead of softened so they were very thin, but very yummy. Watched a couple of good flicks: Wrinkle in Time, Julie & Julia and The Ultimate Gift, along with Charlotte's Web. The notsolittles are reading, "A Children's Homer" and FecheBoy is reading "10 Greek Cities."
We've all been exhausted, it's been wet, rainy and dreary and Miss. R is still not here, though she is happier there than she's been in a while.
Another week complete, however mundane and uninspired. Finished. Counting it a win.