But not me. Tomorrow morning we will get up, eat breakfast and start the great juggling- helping Lincoln with his reading, while answering Deacon's constant "how do you spell ______?" I will also be keeping a sharp look out for baby, who requires a 1:1 safety assistant.
Berean will want to be in the mix, working on her letters, adding her books to the large stack of texts that must be read from everyday.
We will read about sea creatures and review fire safety, The Reformation and community helpers. 3 levels of math, 3 levels of science, 3 levels of history. Who remembers the 11th president? How about the names of all the oceans?
For I cannot stop to take care of those things during the day. "The Cricket in Times Square" awaits being read, "God's Great Covenant" remains to be explored.
But when the day is over, the kids are outside playing and I am tidying up and getting supper prepared, I will be thankful.
I will be thankful that I got to spend the whole day learning. Learning about the world, learning about my kids, learning about myself.
And I am sure I will also learn a lot about the importance of the Fruit of the Spirit.
I care about their academic course, but more than that I care about their spiritual health, their emotional health and their moral compasses.
I am going to be busy this fall and I am trying to prioritize what I can and give grace to myself when I struggle.
That is the hardest part- letting go of all the possibilities and focusing on the goals I have chosen.
I hope that continues.
It won't be long until their carefree preschool days are over, and for now we all are going to enjoy them.
Summer is over, but the fun is just beginning!