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Week 8

Hard to believe that another week has passed us by already. This morning, I watched our eldest, dressed from her neck to her ankles in a black cotton ensemble, paired faux leather pumps and her brother, barefoot in a too tight shorts and (I'm convinced, but he's not) pajamas vest, walk ahead of me on their way to Ma's house. When did they get so independent - and stylish?! Speaking of which, Baby was there too, bringing up the rear, in slacks, slops and toast in hand. I had never seen anyone more Parkwood looking this side of the Atlantic.

I silently berated myself for not having my camera with me. Now this was a memory I would've loved in the hardcopy photo album. Alas, I was trying to be ...present.

Yes, the kids have been having school with Ma this week as I get stuck into another project that requires some heavy lifting and helping to sort. It gives me four, labour intensive but slightly more adult hours in a day. I'm physically exhausted at the end of the day, but it's all well worth it for the sake of protecting my sanity. I know you may be thinking - it's homeschool, let them go with you and do some incidental learning! And I thank you for your efforts for continued learning... but nee.  







On Wednesday, I was on duty though. So we piled into the car and once closer to the location, did some all-African, hardly-American walking. Just teasing. Probably not ideal in hot and humid weather conditions, with a two-year old and her strapless slops, but we did it any way. At last we made it to the Lebanon Pet and Aquarium Centre. And while I'm sure that not many locals pop into the store to only view the fish, birds and hamsters without purchasing supplies...we did. In hindsight, maybe it was too big an undertaking given that I am just one unfit Mom trying to hang on to three boisterous kids on foot. A note for future reference...




On Sunday, Baby moved up to the older class at Sunday School and apparently really enjoyed it. I mean, we didn't get called! I think the other wild children and the wooden kitchen play set had something to do with the smooth transition. I am thankful! And then Dad made doughnuts.





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