One of the places I've diverged from others: the schooling of Miss Alice. We are seriously considering the pros and cons and wherewithal of homeschooling this small firecracker. There is reading and praying and lots and lots of talking involved. I come to the topic in fits and starts, which is why I have yet to tell you about it much at all.
In the mean time, I've joined a small group of women in a preschool co-op.
We take turns each week, teaching the children.
It was my turn yesterday. The letter B and number 1. Have I mentioned that our preschool is comprised of three boys and Alice?
They all did so well, even though I was terrified.
We sang songs, talked, pretended to be honeybees, ate a snack of Bread and Bananas, and made stripey Bumble B's.
shortish. 30-40ish. northwesternish. shares a smallish house with a lovely tallish manish person (husband), an adorable impish girlish person (daughter), a charming boyish person (son), and one 4-legged catish creature.
if you'd care to contact Whimsy, you can reach her at whimsyattack at gmail dot com.
Alice came to a fork in the road.
"Which road do I take?" she asked.
"Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know," Alice answered.
"Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."
-Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland