Lessons

Anastasia woke up feeling "woozy" this morning, so I let her stay home from school. Her first question was, "Do I have to do homeschooling work today?" I assured her she didn't, and she perked right up.

After we dropped Isabella off, we stopped by my mom's house to spread some germs, I mean, love around.

Unlike me, my mom is an excellent cook. She decided to teach Anastasia to make pancakes from scratch. A star was born!!! It's my dream come true, my 8 year old is cooking for me!!!

My mom even gave Anastasia her own pan. Tonight she made grilled cheese for everyone! She is so proud of herself.

Isn't it amazing what a kid can learn when you don't try to teach them anything?

Elliot had a different lesson to learn today. I drove in bumper to bumper traffic to pick him up from school, but he wasn't there. I ventured into the school to search for him and found out he had detention for another hour. He thought it was quite hysterical that I would have to wait for him for an hour, until I decided that I would stay and sit next to him and his friends for the duration of his punishment. Have I mentioned that I was wearing a shirt with baby food smeared on it? Also, the pink not only isn't washing out of my hair, but it has become neon.

At the end of the hour, the teacher said she had never seen Elliot be so attentive. My method was simple. If he tried to goof around, I would bop him on the head.

"I'm here every Tuesday and Thursday", the teacher said confidentially, "please come and visit again!"

I am really looking forward to learning more about congruent triangles with Elliot on Thursday!