We’re doing a series of summer sessions, growing a new homeschool community, and it’s been fun to see the kids interact in groups again. Wow, is it mayhem! Just general excitement to see their friends again each week and explore new topics.
A Kansas/Missouri visit in the full of summer makes for tired, sweaty people. We haven’t done this for two years, however, and so we entered into our travels with enthusiasm. After all, it was Grandma Carole’s 75th birthday!
It’s a joy to see freed birds strut across the yard, their feathered bottoms tipping up as they peck around. Even now, three entire flocks later, I haven’t tired of keeping them.
I don’t know if it’s simply reactive, a post-Covid leaving of the space we were forced to inhabit for a year, but we’ve been far busier than expected this particular year.
We were only home for three days this past week. Sigh. Poor planning, really. But there wasn’t anything I’d skip. Happy summer!
It’s summah! Park, swim, eat, play, pet, visit, catch – go go go!
A week away, breathing and swimming in the mountain air, with our a 500-square-foot rustic cabin to hide in from the hail equals some pretty zen kids and parents.
We went outside every day! For hours. Please witness my glory – for I have suffered in its creation.
“What are these?” they asked. The butterflies reminded me of monarchs, but not quite. They were not as crisply defined, and smaller, their spread wings an ombré of fuzzy oranges.