We are almost done with school for the year.  Whew!  The kids are down to the last few lessons in their Switched-on-Schoolhouse stuff.  And as for our unit studies, I've pretty much given up on keeping their attention any further this semester.  Their brains are tired.  Their bodies are restless.  And they are overcome with the desire to be free, to let loose and run and play, to dig in the dirt and splash in the wading pool, and follow the many rabbit trails that have come alive with the blossoming season.  So who am I to hold them back?