It is 12:15 p.m. on the first day of school, and I am giddy. Giddy, I tell you!
You know what's awesome? That planning things out actually helps to make them happen. I made out a lesson plan in chart form for this first week back so that reading children could just look and see what was expected of them, and reading adults whose brains are fried from, I don't know, life and stuff, can also read and see what's on deck for the non-reading child. And the 2 year old, who also thinks she's in kindergarten, can just pretend that one of the rows is for her. Which it's not, but please don't tell her, okay?
Anyway, I keep intending to...
What's that? Why am I blogging?
Because my hubby came home early from work, and we are basically FINISHED with the work we need to do, the remainder of which people will complete once said 2 year old is napping (or not napping but banging around in her room instead, depending on her mood)! Yes. I needed that exclamation point. You know that virtually zero days in the future will look like this, right? I need to revel and rejoice while I can.
So, I keep intending to do a rundown of all the books we've chosen for this school year, but with 3 kids and a zillion ideas, the idea of getting it all down is so daunting that I post, like, not helpful things instead. No mas! No mas! I'm just going to start sharing a little at a time and I'll label the posts, and then eventually, if you really want to put it all in one place, you can open up 11 browser tabs at once and we'll call it good.
The curriculum choice that has so far (after one whole entire morning) made me pat myself on the back the hardest is Singapore Primary Mathematics for my 5th grader. We started the 5A textbook and workbook today and she. Is. Thrilled. She, my non-math-loving, artsy, imaginative chef-girl, actually said, and I QUOTE "This math book is awesome" and "I'm a genius!" which she never, never, never, never would have said about herself in regards to math ever, ever, ever in the past.
Then the clouds parted, angels rejoiced, and mama wiped a solitary tear of relief from her eye. WINNING!