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The best laid plans…

The best laid plans…

Today started out according to plan.

It’s our week off of school (we home-school six weeks on, one week off, year-round), but I still like to gather every morning for Symposium, the name of which I shamelessly stole from the lovely Sarah Mackenzie at Read Aloud Revival.  In short, Symposium consists of about an hour’s worth of enrichment, like art and music appreciation, read-alouds, deep dives into topics the kids are digging.  Last week we researched the fate of the Dodo bird.

Anyway, we gathered for CNN 10 – news for kids – to keep up on current events; some crazy-interesting science videos at Sick Science! (did you know you can flash-freeze a bottle of water with a little ice and rock salt?  Me neither.); and worked on our current read-aloud, Winterfrost, by Michelle Houts.  The jury’s still out on Winterfrost; so far not enough dialogue or character development, but we’re only 1/4 of the way through.

Then off to dance class.  We’re blessed with a fantastic studio that offers midday lessons especially for homeschoolers.  Ballet for Brynn, hip-hop for Alex, which includes a freaking AWESOME dub-step remix of Tchaikovsky’s Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy, but I digress.

At this point things started to go sideways.  Brynn emerged from ballet looking sort of deflated.  “I’m tired and my throat hurts,” she announced.

So, instead of completing Operation Clean Bedroom and heading out to explore the world, we put life on hold and curled up in the living room.  Brynn eventually spiked a fever, so of course I let her binge-watch season 3 of My Little Pony as she sipped ice water and munched on saltines.

Hubs came home and graciously cooked us a fabulous pot of his world-famous split pea soup, I built a fire in the wood-burner and we all watched Home Alone.  Man, that scene in the church with the kid and the old man set to O Holy Night gets me every time.

Did today go according to plan?  Nope.  If I’m being honest, most of them don’t.  And that’s okay, because they’re still wonderful.

Update:  Brynn’s sore throat subsided, and her fever’s descending.  I foresee plenty of blankets and books in our future.  And no Christmas shopping.

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