5:25 I wake up. I’m too cheap to turn on the heat in October, and our room is cold. I roll over instead of getting up to write.
5:55 Still cold and awake. I get up. I go and look at the files on my computer. There’s some serious inertia going on here– facing two hard re-writes, I find it easier not to do either. I go downstairs and make tea and read After You Believe.
6:40 The first cup of tea is gone, and the darkness outside is just starting to change. I pull out my St Nicholas Day knitting (have to do this in secret, right?). I’m working on the Micro Tracy Triceratops, and when I bought it I had no idea the pattern was fourteen (FOURTEEN!) pages. The rows are all short, and there’s going to be a TON of ends to weave in (as I feel like I’m always snipping off ends and attaching new tiny balls of yarn). The good news is that no one can actually tell what it is as I knit each individual part, and it’s using up stash yarn.
7:30 O and Sam appear. O asks what I’m making. I ask what does he think it is. He frowns and says, “A hat for an elephant?” So I guess I’m safe. O pulls out his notebook and starts his work. He adds decimals beautifully, practices guitar without waking anyone up, and writes in his journal.
8:10 Everyone else is up (after being up too late last night) and I run upstairs to dress while Sam is still here to fill all the random breakfast orders. Seriously, I need to start making ONE breakfast for everyone.
8:30 The boys are doing their schoolwork, SweetP is begging me to play with her, and M is futzing around the kitchen, stalling on getting started. I take a ticket when she ignores three gentle requests to load the dishwasher.
8:50 The dishwasher is finally loaded. I pull out the vacuum, and both girls want to help. SweetP “helps” by carrying the attachments around (we’ve lost one of them this way) and M actually does vacuum the living room. Hooray! Man, it was filthy in there.
9:05 I arrange for us to meet some friends in the park for exercise at 11. This gives everyone a little added motivation to be efficient. O is almost done with his work; M hasn’t begun and is looking for ways to get out of it… and seems willing to do anything except play with SweetP.
9:20 I read a book, ostensibly to SweetP, but after the first page, everyone is squashed onto the love seat to listen. I love my job.
9:30 O is done with his work. I let him and SweetP watch a little Sesame Street. The other two aren’t so happy about this. J does Latin exercises aloud, and M flips through her notebook. She is NOT inspired today.
9:40 J says he doesn’t understand his math. I look at it. Division of polynomials. Do I understand it? I stall for time and say we’ll work on it later.
10:00 I make O try on his pants so I can hem them. He keeps trying to pretend I’ve stuck a pin in his foot. If he does it one more time, I just might. I ask him to go upstairs to find the black thread for me.
10:02 He says he’s looked everywhere and it’s not there. I send him up again with express instructions.
10:03 He returns empty-handed. I explain again where it is.
10:03:15 He’s back. No thread.
10:03:50 J returns with two spools of black thread. In tears, O falls down on the floor saying J didn’t wait for him (O) to look for it.
10:04:30 I show O how to crochet. He loves finger-knitting so much I’m sure this will be a hit. I’m wrong.
10:06 He’s done crocheting, but at least he asks if he can Rollerblade. YES!!! I spend some time standing over M to get her going. She does two pages of music theory and a page of math in 7 and a half minutes.
10:14 M and SweetP go upstairs to change clothes.
10:55 We head to the park. Our friends are there and we spend forty-five minutes with [almost] no whining. Exercise? Check. Vitamin D? Check. Brief teacher conference for the purpose of encouragement? Check.
12:00 We’re home for lunch. M sets the table while I make quesadillas. SweetP has a tantrum over… actually, I’m not quite sure what it was about. After three minutes of crying, she wails, “I’m hungry!!!” Ah, that was the reason.
12:15 We’re at the table and I’ve eaten enough to begin reading. We read Proverbs 3:5-6, and J gives an example from his reading to illustrate the idea of Trusting in the Lord and not on your own understanding.
12:17 A chapter of Foster’s The Life of Christopher Columbus and Sons. Then a second chapter, by popular request.
12:30 Make more quesadillas.
12:32 The Long Winter, the chapter called “Wheat in the Wall”. We had a lively discussion the other day on whether Almanzo would share his seed wheat or let the town starve. Today we found out the answer. I only cried twice.
12:45 I read a book (A Chair for My Mother) and tuck SweetP in for her rest time. Everyone else heads upstairs.
1:02 M is screaming for me about how she needs more kleenex. I’m so irritated I can’t help myself, and I throw the box into her room (but don’t hit her with it). I don’t know why she is so able to push my buttons. It’s uncanny, really.
1:03 I review Division of Polynomials. Oh, yes. Now I remember.
1:15 SweetP is asleep. Thank goodness. I check my some blogs, my email and log into the remote computer for my office to check labs.
1:45 (Where did that half hour go?) J comes down so I can teach him polynomial division.
2:00 O and M come down. O reads his two chapters to me.
2:10 O has his free computer time. Everyone else whines that they want to watch, but their work isn’t done. Oh, well.
2:20 O is done and doesn’t know what to do with himself. He tries crocheting for another five minutes. Finally he decides to read. I sit down with M. She does the rest of her notebook work; I mend the too-long pants. We plod through the rest of J’s and M’s work (reading, writing in their journals, checking on their science experiments-in-progress, practicing the poems they’re memorizing.)
3:15 SweetP wakes up. I vacuum the room where she was sleeping and the stairs. She and Owen watch part of Wild Kratts. Everyone else is still working (Rosetta Stone, Latin…)
3:55 Everyone finishes. They all pour over the Rainbow Resources catalog, then build stuff out of recycling. I find everyone’s swimming gear and get dinner started.
4:30 They sit down to spaghetti and meatballs. I read Paddington to them.
5:00 We’re in the car to drive the swim team carpool. Renee will keep SweetP until Sam can get home.
5:30 I drop the big kids off at the pool and plan to go to a coffee shop for an hour, but I pass the new yarn store… and double back to pop in.
5:55 $17.35 later and without being super impressed by this store (I think I’ll keep my Denver shop) I drive back to the pool and park. I pull out my laptop and notecards to blast through the writing block I’ve been having. (Editing block?) Sometimes all we need is a change of scene, right?
7:20 The kids are out. We drive home and have “swimming yogurts” (these aren’t yogurts with chlorine. they’re just the individual cups we save as a post-swimming treat) and leftover birthday cake. By eight, everyone is in bed (although M is yelling for me again).
8:15 Cut Sam’s hair.
8:30 Search through Ambleside online’s original Charlotte Mason writings for our next CM group’s reading… I’m having a hard time narrowing it down to less than 70 pages. Does that mean I’m feeling insecure, or just that she really had a lot of good things to say? I’m hoping the latter.
9:15 Good night.