Iggy took a sick day from school today - got to stay in his PJs and watch cartoons. We're both suffering from some kind of tummy ailment that is likely related to having been glutened somehow.
Lucy was in fine spirits this morning so I got her dressed and took her to Mother's Day Out.
She likes her teachers, and due to space issues, she is in the "baby room" (crawlers, toddlers). I have convinced her that she is there to work and "help take care of the babies". If she balks at the end of the hallway, I say "Lucy! You have to go to work now. Miss Bobbie and Miss Sida need help taking care of the babies." and she'll seem to do that self-resolve straighten up bottom shake and shuffle into the room on her own, gurbling to and patting the backs of the "babies" as she walks in the door. It is very cute.
Iggy feels well enough to do a little schoolwork - his assignments for today are to read the Thanksgiving Magic TreeHouse, write a reader's entry in his diary, do a few pages of math workbook, play chess with Dad when he gets home, and practice piano.
An Intrepid Learner embarks on a homeschool adventure.
A trepidatious Teacher Mama tries to keep her sanity as she mans the sails.
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