Bringing back this post series! I’ve always liked it because, let’s face it– if I were really organized, I wouldn’t wait until Sunday to plan for the week. But something is always better than nothing, and it at least forces me to preplan a little bit. To review, I’ve been doing Feasts and Festivals as well as Plans and Projects for a while. It’s been so long, most of the old posts don’t even have functional pictures anymore! Not so sure about links. Anyway… This week.
The good news? We finished our 180 days last month!
The bad news? I have a to-do list that’s a million miles long.
So… the trick this week will be to keep “doing school”—my plan is to do our science and social studies together and for each kid to do a bit of math and literature reading and then to also do read aloud and go investigate this amazing city that we live in—while making a dent in my to-do list.
We’ve been sick here in the Sage House. And by we, I mean me. Three days, sick in bed, coughing and watching Doctor Who and napping and trying to shake this cold. The children have been ill as well, but it doesn’t seem to bother them at all. They just keep right on playing. But here I am, with a cold I just can’t seem to shake.
I haven’t done one of these for a while, but I’ve found that I’ve been missing it. It helps me feel more centered as I begin my week. I don’t know if it’s having to be conscious about what we’re doing this week or if it’s the fact that it forces me to have to actually look at my calendar.
Here’s what we have going on this week.
Blessed Sunday! I’ve been spending the day in bed with a head cold, cuddling various and sundry children as they wander in and out, and drinking some of my vice, Turkey Hill Iced Tea, which my husband lovingly brought for me to soothe my scratchy throat. I’ve also kept busy in between naps checking out this awesome Waldorf Inspirations website and creating my About Me page.
Sunday, September 16
Today is Katie Grace’s baptismal anniversary! She was baptized 11 years ago, one week following 9/11. I remember how much peace and healing there was in her baptism. She was baptized by her godfather, a Lutheran pastor. He and his wife, her godfather, are good friends who are dearly missed.