I had a dream that prominently featured my Midwifery Care instructor standing over my shoulder, marking my LOs so that the questions were more difficult, and cackling like the Wicked Witch of the West.
So my school started, which is nearly overwhelming enough.
Then there's the kids' school, which yeah, is all about me too. They had these irritating things called SLPs due (the learning plan for the year), in order to secure all things good and paid-for about our homeschoolingness, that took up precious time that I should have spent on my own school work this week.
Then there is the fact that this place is just.too.small for us, but we can't afford anything bigger. Seriously, we can't, not with my school and at Fran's income. There is a house we're interested in buying but because it is manufactured, they want a downpayment, which we don't have. And I'm feeling very frustrated with the confined space, and stressed-out about how the kids bounce back and forth and into each other all day.
A frustrating, overwhelmed kind of day. And I'm going to go try to write an essay for school now.
At the park with Marie last week, someone asked us if we sit the kids down at certain hours and do "school."
Note PJs, witch hat, bedhead.
Math Manipulatives (bucket full of small farm animals) - $1 at Target Math Cards (this is all one set they're playing with) - $1.27 at Target Kids having fun learning math while I make breakfast - PRICELESS