Miss Tessa, our resident rock star, turned six this week. My baby is six. She is always thinking, creating, and on the move.
We made very pink cupcakes
. I say “we” but I cut myself early in the affair and Little Bee (11) had to take over. For awhile I wondered if I’d need stitches but it seems to be finally on the mend. Good thing too, its one of my main clicky fingers. To read more about all that see my review of BAND-AID Activ-Flex bandages. (I don’t get paid for product mentions)
I have been turned down for two writing gigs, and had to turn down an offer due to principles in just the last week. I know it is the way of writing. I do. This process is generally meant for twenty somethings with no attachments/responsibilities. It’s harder to shrug off when attempting to support children.
School work has started back up with us with my three lower elementary kids learning about ecosystems, interdependence, and adaptations through study of crustaceans and mollusks.
Pete is working on fact families (all four arithmetic operations) and exponents.
We’re looking at compound words as well. Miss Bee is tinkering away with her “stemist” kits, on Khan for math and programming, and reading “Kidnapped.” Aidan is working through book eight of “key to geometry,” and studying the romantic era from music to lit. We’re reading Coleridge out loud on Fridays.
I love Coleridge, and the Rime of the Ancient Mariner is my favorite of his.
I prefer poetry that is either macabre, dripping with description, or witty in its wordplay. Rime of the Ancient Mariner works for the first two.