Apr. 2, 2007 - A Typical Day At Our House
A monthly glimpse into our homeschool world. It's been six weeks today since my surgery. My mother left yesterday, so we're back to our own devices.
7:45 a.m. The alarm goes off.
8:15 a.m. I'm up. I'm not happy about it, but I'm up.
8:45 a.m. Papa Bear's car up and died. It's not the battery, because it wouldn't dare be something simple like that! (insert sarcasm here) The pitiful sound of the engine trying desperately to turn over yet failing miserably sounds---expensive! That car is slowly sucking the life out of me and our bank account. I have to steer it while Papa Bear pushes it into the street to get to my car in the front of the driveway. I started driving again the other day. Six weeks without driving is a long time. I feel like a big girl again able to drive myself around. It still hurts my chest to make sharp turns, though. Like when you pull out of a parking space, etc. That quick motion with the wheel. Hurts, but it's doable. Well, that's all cake compared to steering a dead car in neutral with no power steering. Ouch! I hate mornings. Where's my Diet Coke?
9:45 a.m. Cubs are fed, dressed, and clean. My arch nemesis the laundry has had a break from me the past couple months. It's time for us to do battle again. My goal is one load a day. We have some catching up to do, though. Score: Laundry-1; Me-0.
10:20 a.m. Sister and Brother Bear have zipped through a few things in history so far. They read silently. I perform surgery on the electric pencil sharpener, successfully I might add, and Baby Bear sneaks off with her prize booty---Chapstick. She smells like menthol, but her lips are silky smooth.
11:30 a.m. Brother Bear has updated me on the storyline of the book he's reading about the California gold rush. Sister Bear does math. I call the various places I need to sign the cubs up for our monthly nature classes and Brother Bear's art class. We end the morning by coming back together for spelling.
12:00 p.m. Lunch
12:45 p.m. Baby Bear is napping. Brother Bear writes a biography of one of the people we've been studying. Sister Bear takes her turn with the gold rush book (By the Great Horn Spoon! by Sid Fleischman). I mess around on the computer.
1:30 p.m. I take a shower. Sister Bear reads Island of the Blue Dolphins aloud to Brother Bear. He returns to his biography writing while Sister Bear does a lesson out of the grammar book. Then they switch.
2:00 p.m. I read Moccasin Trail aloud to them both. We finish the day with a glider experiment from Apologia's Exploring Creation with Zoology: Flying Creatures of the Fifth Day. We build two gliders, one with a long, skinny wing and one with a short, wide wing. In the backyard, we fly the gliders and measure the distance each traveled. After repeating this many times, we average the distances and discover there's a reason the eagle flies with its long, lovely wings and the chicken stays on the ground with its short, fat wings. We also discover that glider experiments on a spring day with the Great Lakes winds are not only an education but an adventure!
3:15 p.m. Sister Bear disappears into her room and Brother Bear plays on the computer. I work on laundry again. We're all lazy for the next couple of hours.
5:00 p.m. Make dinner. Eat dinner.
6:00 p.m. I've tried many housecleaning strategies, but cleaning one room a day always seems to work the best for me. Today is living room/dining room day. I dust and organize clutter. The cubs wade through Baby Bear's toys and vacuum. She is not a fan of this process, since she does not like anyone who dares to touch her stuff. I definitely assigned the easy job to myself. 
7:00 p.m. Papa Bear is home, and we try once more to beg his car to start. No luck. Our city laws say you can't leave a car on the street overnight, so we push it back in the driveway to await being towed in the morning. Sigh. The cubs play outside for a bit.
8:00 p.m. It's Dancing With the Stars! Sister Bear and I love this show. We saw the live tour in January when it was in town, so this season we feel more attached to the professionals that we saw in person. Papa Bear gives the babe a bath during this time, and she's off to bed. Brother Bear draws and reads.
9:45 p.m. The television switches to the NCAA basketball tournament, so I'm outta there!! The older cubs trail to bed.
11:00ish Bedtime for me---maybe. That's what I'm shooting for at least.
Comments
Apr. 6, 2007 - Praying!!
Posted by 3boyz
I am hoping that the car is better now and wasn't so expensive after all.
Take car of yourself and try to ease back into things slowly.
I loved reading about your day. It was so real and went so much smoother than mine usually does.
