Just finished signing forms, filling out teacher's questionnaires, negotiating a tutoring session between the two kids, and I am tired. Fortunately for me, the kids are, for the most part, self-maintaining. I still have to monitor their progress, but most of my educational support is the occasional grammar lesson or writing craft lesson, and those are few and far between.
This is bittersweet - time was when I would have to hold their hands during homework, almost like holding their hands crossing the street. Now they are beyond that, and while I see the up-side of less work, most of it is a void, walking around with nothing to do (at least not mentally, at least not for them - obviously there's still chores and my own learning, but it's not quite the same) - Still, today was the first time in months that I was able to have a few quiet hours to myself without worrying about anything. So, um, yay for that.
The Gift
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[Christmas, 1965 or thereabout]
The boy was very young; perhaps 7 or 8 years old. He loved everything about
Christmas - the lights, the music, Santa ...
1 year ago
2 Comments:
Amen, brother! I feel your pain. My 3 started school Tuesday and I share those feelings. Pretty cool watching them soar, though. And your kids are so awesome!!!!
-- Dave
Hey Stu - totally get that. As I sent Soph off for her last first day of school from my house it was bittersweet. Like Gibran says, we are the bow from which the arrow soars. And you are a terrific bow!
xoxo
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