8:45 am mass exodus from the Homeschool to the Rec Center, led us into the rainy snow.
From there to the grocery store, we added balloons to our load.
Onto Grandmother's for a playdate with little visitor, all went smoothly with the aide of popsicles and Andy Griffith.
Looping around to the Library, we found sweet Brighton and Mrs. H ready for play, too!
Rebooting the crew, we slid over to violin lesson with Mrs. S and her stocking hat.
Forgetting the books on the library counter which Student gathered for checkout, and remembering this after crossing the tracks for home...we trotted backward to find ourselves blocked by two trains...
skip counting cars and reviewing calendar numbers, Teacher came to the realization that the day was mostly over.
All in a day: togetherness, playtime and breathing. Homechool was out of it's element and loved every busy motion about it today. Thanks for a new perspective, Jesus. As it was Your day when it began, still is it Yours as we say goodnight.
To be obedient in His establishing the work of our hands, yes, God establishing the work of our hands, we have landed in our fourth year of educating at the Homeschool. And wow are we amazed at the grace of God!
