December 6
Our elementary school’s sweet therapy dog, Bear, tore his ACL and had to have a costly surgery. A friend let the local news station know, and then the kids ended up on the 10 o’clock news. What a day.
Our elementary school’s sweet therapy dog, Bear, tore his ACL and had to have a costly surgery. A friend let the local news station know, and then the kids ended up on the 10 o’clock news. What a day.
They say it’s the hands-on projects they’ll remember. We are studying World War 2 and making model airplanes.
Ian finally got his reward for completing his BrainQuest workbook this summer. And he’s very serious about it.
In the wee hours of the morning, I had the privilege of being present to greet this precious little one when he arrived. Happy birthday, sweet Ambrose; you are loved beyond measure. (And I’m so proud of your mama, who is a wonder.)
I don’t know that it’s ever happened before that I literally have not posted one thing since last year’s DPP. Well…here we are. Poor neglected blog will get some fresh content for the next twenty-four days in a row. I’m looking forward to it.