"She refused to be bored, chiefly because she wasn't boring." Zelda Fitzgerald

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

First Day, Crazy Day

It was our First Day of school today. I got up late and there was a breakfast argument between two brothers and lots of rushing. A had a phone meeting before catching the train, ("Could you keep the kids quiet?") and I walked into the sunroom and found my canary slumped peacefully over his seed cup, never to sing again.

Sometimes life is weird and bumpy and awkward. And that's okay.

It's also okay to not let those bits define the day or who you are or what school is this year or how your family always is. Things are sometimes crazy. That's honest. But sometimes isn't always and accepting crazy doesn't have to mean cultivating it.

It was wicked hot here today. So hot that we couldn't really spend the first day of homeschooling at our home. Whatever. We rolled.

So we homeschooled at the library and the beach. People whined, naps were had in odd places and one person did get hit over the head with a stick. (God bless the brotherhood!) We also caught two crickets and took them home in a bottle to observe for a while, we saw an egret catch a fish in it's yellow bill, we read about the fabulous Archimedes (Don't stop Mom!!!") and we did math on a park bench next to the Atlantic Ocean. Not such a bad start.

We'll take it.

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