Correcting the problems they got wrong on their math papers |
Reciting 'The Land of Nod' for Language Arts
Trying to find shamrocks in our Texas habitat |
journal writing |
About that time the baby is hungry again so mom retreats to the bedroom to read something above a 4th grade reading level, the girls run out the trampoline, and Dad comes home to a slightly messy house. Curry and teriyaki chicken for dinner and Dad reads them a chapter of Holes while mom cleans the kitchen. Then it is a cup of tea, an episode of Monk and off to bed.....at last!
3 comments:
I love how often you blog now.
... No, seriously, in case you thought I was kidding or something it makes it way more interesting to turn my computer on.
Audrey did a great job on the poem. Grandma Mae Smith was a schoolteacher in a country school and she loved poems. Collected them her whole life, cutting them out of the newspaper and magazines. Keep up the great work.
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