One week is done.
Everything is going well, but Paul and I have been running the gauntlet of orientations, curriculum nights and special meetings, basically the introvert’s Olympics.
We continue with our community service/home improvement which is painting the exterior of the house.
The days have been busy. Tomorrow is my first day home alone. I plan to cook, write and make a lot of dog hair angels on the floor.
Once last week I asked Christopher how math had gone that day.
“It did a little bit exceed expectations.”
When I asked how, he replied, “It was somewhat reasonable and interesting.”
He has been eating lunch with a young man who has a mohawk.
“It had to be the kid with the mohawk!” Lydia teasingly moaned.
Well yes, apparently it did.