I’m going to pretend I’ve been writing here regularly for the last 2 years. Pretend with me, k?
So today we had a successful co-op. We meet once a week, and this is my first time leading an actual class. A class of actual children other than my own! Well, my 2 boys do make up half of the class, unless you count a precocious 2 year old girl with a penchant for sharp objects. She’s the sibling of another girl in the class, and during our tool-oriented lesson on simple machines she grabbed at the hammer, nails, screws, and heavy plank at least 32,000 times. Luckily my reflexes have not degenerated past the 2-year old level. I’m rather proud of that, actaully, ’cause she was FAST. I got her involved (safely) as much as possible while still trying to convey some actual information to the rest of the group. Her mom was looking on through the window while holding the baby of the clan, and looked worried but told me later she thought I had it under control. If only she knew!
Anyway, our little Physics class had a good time, and I managed to keep things rolling and interesting for the kids for almost the entire 50 minutes. It was probably closer to 40, but hey – no one lost a finger so I’m not being picky. Next week we do stuff with mass and rolling heavy things down a plank. Remind me to wear steel toe boots.

Yay!!! Daniel’s been able to read for quite a while now. 6 months, easily. But in HIS mid, he couldn’t. So to see him opening up his Boy’s Life magazine from Scouts and perusing it really makes me heart grow a few sizes. I knew he could do it, and it’s awesome to see HIM know he can do it, too.