But just so you don't feel like I've disappeared, here's a view of yesterday's living room/school room/dumping ground.
It was a post-apocalyptic/show/need-to-mail-stuff-to-Wichita-store disaster area. I cleaned most of it up, and I found my desk! But, boy, I'm exhausted.
Hey, why don't I homeschool (for the first time ever) three different grades this year, start a Make Something 365 art project, and deal with a loudly opinionated, fast-moving tornado of destruction who is masquerading as a baby?
Sounds like a plan.
