Well, today was different and fun. Gabe came down the stairs late this morning and asked if we wanted to jump in the van rightthissecond and go see President Obama at a local university. None of us have ever seen a President in real life while he’s in office except for Gabe (he saw President Reagan at a train station in Lima back in the day). So we pulled messy hair into ponytails, threw on …

Oh goodness. Where to start? I’m only writing this post tonight because if I announce my intentions for the coming school year, I feel like it will MAKE THEM SO. And I’ve had enough with the waffling and the cold feet and the fretting and the waffling. Hold the drumroll for a sec and let’s back up to the beginning… On May 18, I wrote a post called homeschooling. truthfully. I just read it again …

I started this post in my head earlier tonight but almost chickened out until I read this from Heather. She’s recently back in Texas after 10 months in Haiti and all the swirl is enough to send her to the fetal pose, rocking. She let some of it gush out and then promised some lighthearted posts in the coming weeks while she sorts through all this stuff. I, for one, hope she keeps letting us …