MONDAY
We’re off to a flying start, with all three children dressed by 9.15am. This feels like a positive step, as the eight-year-old would spend all day wearing just his pants given half the chance. At weekends he often does.
When schools first closed in March, I devised an excellent daily Home School routine which was certain to see us through the chaotic times ahead:
9am Seated at work station (kitchen table).
Look through the day’s Home School assignments.
Read a couple of chapters from new and challenging book
(not just Calvin and Hobbes again).
9.30am Begin school work.
11am Morning break – fresh air & healthy snack.
11.30am Resume school work.
1pm Lunch & fresh air.
2pm Resume school work (flexible).
3.30pm Home School day ends (flexible).
I showed it to the husband over a glass of wine on Lockdown Eve. He made encouraging noises at the time, but now admits he had doubts and didn’t want to burst my bubble of optimism.
I realised early on that following any sort of daily plan was a pipe dream. Today is no exception; it's now 10.30am, and there’s been nothing but scuffling and bickering since they started.
At 11.30am the 12-year-old tells me she’s been watching the same two pigeons pecking at the lawn for the last hour and a half. Time well spent.
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