While this isn't their room at Grandma's house, it's where we do school. Where we spend the most time together on any given weekday.
Titus likes to color while the bigs are working on their stuff. He also likes to ask for milk a lot. A LOT. And go to the bathroom just as we've finally gotten underway. Next year, I plan to start him on his own little curriculum. Considering we argued for fifteen minutes today about a triangle being a triangle and not pizza...it's time.
I love that he's totally aware of the camera. :D
Felix writing in his thankfulness journal. On this particular day he was thankful for a Spiderman car I got him. Ironically, he got it taken away for the whole day within minutes of this photograph.
Did you yawn?
Simon takes his writing so seriously.
There it is, our temporary norm. Our school days are a little different every day, but I am still loving it at least 95-ish% of the time. There are days. Ooooh there are days. When one is being ornery or the other is just not getting a concept. Yesterday, for example, was a bad one as far as homeschooling goes. At the end of the day, though, Felix read our entire Proverb of the day by himself. From a real Bible. He totally got it, grasped the real life application of it and its in those moments I am reaping the rewards.
It is so amazing to watch them grasp things that you put in there. Big things like reading and comprehension and long division and irregular vowels. It's the icing on the cake of motherhood and their progress is so very, very encouraging.