i’ve always felt admirably calm in crises. trained in first aid + cpr, i handled my own kid’s ER trips with urgency + an unruffled air, despite pooling blood or a backward arm. but how i fell apart then – both slowly depleting as i read read read plus the immediate surfeit of fear + dread – felt new. sorrowful. and its been difficult to creep back from its many edges.
I am the resource, the extra hand, and the idea machine, all wrapped into one hovering parent who checks the burners are off. Luckily, I’ve prepped for this.
When I’m overwhelmed in this unschool/homeschool life, or looking for inspiration, here’s my list of to-go resources.
We went outside every day! For hours. Please witness my glory – for I have suffered in its creation.
It began with a simple art closet organization project – it’s been on my list awhile, oy – and progressed into an obsession. The day I became a sea turtle, that’s what I looked like at the pool. Did people look at me? Yes. That is what Rosetta wanted, only she thought they’d be jealous, haha.
Short week, due to illness. We celebrated a stuffy-headed Rosetta’s 9th birthday on Wednesday, inviting only the same people who got us sick and limiting the activity portion of the party to trampoline balloons and a hamster ball. Plus an aunt brought colorful wigs!
The “school” portion of our learning year is over, but the photo taking never ends! This week we had a visit from the grandparents, plus lots of butterfly-watching time as they hatched (all but one, sadly). Plus, park days are back!
Fun week of new experiences: trying out archery with a new 4H group in person, geocaching on bicycles in our neighborhood, a self-imposed sibling Chopped Challenge, speed burning with Wilder’s handcarved fire sticks, and spore printing mushrooms that grew in our front yard to try and identify them.