Does it matter that it’s only 9:49 and already I have had to deal with a disgruntled parent, a tantrum throwing seven year old, a dog wearing a sweater, a bag of ice melted on my counter, more repeating than I should ever have to do, more repeating than I ever want to do, and more repeating? Should I call it a day? Should I throw in the towel? Should I call it belly up? Should I look into new cliches? Sometimes I feel like someone or something has laid eggs in my brain and is trying to control me.…
For the last few weeks, some of my kids have been in school, I have been around the office, some kids have been at that very office, some of our teachers have been teaching, and some of my schedule has been schedging- know what I mean.? But today, today we jumped into it all.Homeschool day one- checkTeens in school- checkDinner planned- checkDance class handled- checkSmooched my husband- checkDressed the part- check check Some went wrong. Plenty went right. We realized some things that needed to change, and more importantly we remembered that we need to account for one another. There…