We started our day with a little Summer Homeschool routine. Yes, I'm a psycho tiger mom, I admit it. The girls chose Plants, Greek Myths, and Yoga for our summer topics, and brainstormed questions and I raided the library.
We started with our morning Yoga:
And read about The Olympians:
The little one is still three so I won't freak out that she's lagging on her life science-- we stuck with chemistry and made chocolate chip cookies with Aunty Katie's unbearably delicious recipe, and since we were on the floor with mixing bowls anyway, I whipped up a tub of Boule dough from:
After our milk and cookies snack, we put on our garden shoes and ventured out into the mud puddles. We bushwacked through the tall grass to say hi to the chickens (only one egg today!) in the backyard. Rosie got to carry the lone egg in the little egg basket and both girls dragged sticks through the "rivers" along the path out to the goats. I pulled red-stemmed Cassava and cracked off bunches of Ti leaves to woo our three (someday) Dairy goats, and then we tramped out to say howdy to the 32 young skittish goats that Matt procured for his PhD experiments.
The day felt like coming home to myself-- remembering, oh RIGHT. THIS is what my life is actually like. It's as if I've been absent from my own life for months, and it was just waiting for me to find it again.