March 29, 2021

Tour 1 Week 18

 

Cinnamon and Sammy
In getting ready to start our school week, I realized I hadn't yet posted about last week. I meant to write something over the weekend, but stayed busy on Saturday with Birthright, a couple phone calls, and a trip to the grocery store. Yesterday I enjoyed a lazy day working on my latest stitching project and watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with the youngest boys. We recently finished the book as our latest read-aloud and they were excited to learn that there is a movie! And, yes, we watched the Classic Gene Wilder version, not the Johnny Depp version. Obviously. 

We also had one of our regular Dog Duos staying with us this weekend - Cinnamon and Sammy (pictured above) are tiny, cuddly, lap dogs. We're looking forward to welcoming back many of our regular dog clients this month as more people get out and about for Spring vacations. 

March 23, 2021

Tour 1 Week 17

 

Thanks to a random and somewhat lengthy power outage over the weekend, I failed to accomplish some of my routine Saturday tasks. Like writing a blog post. 

I spent a few hours at Birthright on Saturday morning, came home, ate some lunch then - boom. Power went out. We all assumed it would come back on in a timely fashion, but alas, this was not the case. The time estimates from the energy company kept moving farther back (something about an equipment failure) until it became clear that we would not have power until well after bedtime. While the boys played games on their Kindles until their batteries ran out, I took the opportunity to finally sit down and design a stitching project I've had in my head for some time now. 

I mean, it's not like I could be expected to do any laundry or other housework without power, right?



I am definitely the person in the family who could go the longest without power and screen time. Assuming I have access to crafting materials and/or a good book. It's good to be reminded of things we take for granted, though. Like electricity. 

Saturday night is our Family Game Night, so we ordered pizza and played games by candlelight. 


The power came back on sometime around midnight. Fortunately, I had the forethought to go around turning things into their "off" positions on my way to bed so we weren't all woken up by bright lights and noises. 

We started our week with a rainy day of crafting (apparently I'll take any excuse to spend time on creative pursuits). I worked on several projects and the younger boys broke out the Perler beads to make some Saint Patrick's Day decorations for the fridge. 

March 13, 2021

Tour 1 Week 16

 

Given my forgetfulness in writing about Week 15, I decided I should write about Week 16 as soon as possible. 

While it's all still fresh in my mind and all.

Okay, I still had to look back at my pictures to cheat remember how the week went. 

After an appropriate amount of time spent mourning the loss of the snow, the younger boys embraced the sunshine and warmer temperatures with more time playing outside. Having a walk to the park to look forward to also helped motivate them to finish their schoolwork in a timely fashion. 


This week our history timeline moved into the beginning of the 20th century. We learned about Henry Ford and the Model T/Assembly Line, Silent Movies, World War I, Prohibition and Women's Suffrage. 

March 06, 2021

Tour 1 Week 15

We finished our Week 16 work this week, but I honestly kept forgetting that I never wrote about our Week 15 work. Throughout this past week, I have had moments in-between homeschooling and housework and physical therapy and grocery shopping and crafting and laundry and volunteer work where I would think to myself, "I feel like there's something I should work on right now, while I have some time..." 

And then someone would ask me for a snack and that moment was lost forever.


Now that I've finally gotten around to it, this will probably be a short post, since I can barely remember what I did two days ago, let alone two weeks ago. 

I know there was much playing in the melting remains of the previous week's snowstorm. 

And some tears shed when the snow was gone completely.

True story. The seven year-old cried. 

He really, really liked playing in the snow.