Nine more days; Nine more days and then finals. Fifteen more days of school total -- but we are already in summer mode. Instead of homework yesterday we walked to the local shop for a coffee. Instead of homework we went to church and made lunches for the homeless. Instead of homework we bounced a basketball outside and had fun. And then we did the homework.
Today the middle one has a doctor's appointment for a wonkie knee. It doesn't hurt. She doesn't limp, or favor it; it's just wonkie. Her appointment bisects the school day, and I'm on the fence as to whether I'll bring her back. It's summer after all. The weather is beautiful. The hammock is out. If this were September, November, bitter cold February or raw March -- no question she'd return to school catching the last hour or so. But today, we'll see what the doctor says. If it's a tramatic visit, my prescription might be resting on the hammock -- homework at the ready.
2 comments:
The hammock sounds lovely. I vote for that. (Hope the wonkie isn't traumatic.)
She's back within the educational confines. It was the call of PE and using stilts that tipped the balance. That and I didn't tell her I was contemplating letting her stay home.
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