Time And Tide

Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose. Lyndon B.Johnson

Monday, March 29, 2004

This morning the windows are open. Cool, comfortable air drifts through them, bringing with it the smell of fresh cut grass (ours) and a hint of rain to come. I love this time of year, these few days when it's perfection 24 hours a day. Yesterday we woke to comfortable temperatures but before noon it was sticky hot and it got a lot hotter. Today it is supposed to stay pretty cool throughout the day and rain should move in this evening. Outside the Bradford Pear tree is raining its tiny white blossoms all over the back yard. Spring's snow. It's lovely.

Em is on her way back to school this morning. She's doing much better and I hope Jake and I will be able to get back on track with our own schooling this week. It is so hard to keep things going normally when someone else is home. It just throws everything off track and makes it hard to keep up. He still gets his work done, but he has to do workbook pages alone. It doesn't feel like we get to do a lot when school has to be done that way. We much prefer sitting down together and going through things that have nothing to do with workbook pages. Jake is a do-er. He likes giving high-fives as he does things and the occasional dance when he grasps a concept. That don't happen much when he's working alone and we both miss it. School is so much fun for us. When someone is home sick though, they require my attention while Jake still needs my help and I get pulled in a lot of different directions and we both lose something out of the day. It makes it interesting trying to keep up and boring because we miss our normal routine all at the same time.

Speaking of routine, it's time to get started on it. The day is already flying right on by.

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