The kids have been home all week. Home and a little bored. We've gone through several coloring books. The pixie has been using a kindergarten curriculum workbook as a coloring book (completely ignoring all instructions and expecting praise for a job well done). And the imp has done a good number of worksheets in a grade 1 workbook--which is about where he is in school. I think he'll probably be well into, if not finished with, the stuff in the book long before the end of the school year, since they have a full quarter left.
Yeah, and he's been working through the worksheets on his own. He just needed help with figuring out the word search and the crossword puzzles. I'm hopeful that, with this latest leap forward in maturity, he'll be ready for first grade by the end of the year. If he's not, he's not--I don't want to push him past his capacity--but I think he will be.
The pixie is finally recovered from her latest round of nasty. She's done with her antibiotics for her ear infection, and she's not hacking and stopped up (which I'm not sure if that was a virus or allergies--I'll be starting her on Claritin tabs before school just like I do with the imp). Last night, she came to me whining that she needed help blowing her nose. So, I helped her, and she got rid of the last of the problems: a wad of nasty about twice as big as a jellybean. Since then, she's been fine.
The cats have had a new version of entertainment, this week. The birds have well and truly returned, and seem to really love the maple trees out in front of the house. Shadow really, desperately wants a birdie. She'll sit on my end table, staring out the window, chin quivering, and tail sweeping everything off the table. Never makes a sound, though.
Cricket, on the other hand...yeah. She talks constantly, and when she's in the window, talking, with the same chin quiver as Shadow has, she sounds ridiculous.
Odysseus and I have been on Spring Break this week, too. We've gotten some things done, but not a whole lot. Mostly because he managed to overload and overheat our washer in doing laundry. It never finished a spin cycle, and now, it won't. I'm not sure if it's dead, or if there's just a belt slipped half off. We've called the repair guy, and he'll be out sometime Monday to look at it.
I suppose in the meantime, I'll just focus on the kitchen.
I found out, this week, that I can't really focus on writing a whole lot after the kids go to bed. I'm usually too fried from watching them--even when they're watching TV, they're often poking at one another to start fights. I won't have any grading next week, so my office hours should suffice for some writing, at least.
I've not given up, people. I promise. It's just taking a lot more time than I'd figured on.
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