No early bedtime for me as I’d hoped. I was teaching math and LA until 10:30 this evening. Then, I’ve been sitting at the computer researching everything from the SCAT to the top prep schools in the US. Teaching these early middle school years is a big transition for me as far as the demands of my teaching and the volume and type of material my son must learn.  I constantly feel that weight on my shoulders since there is much to consider in these critical academic years. I should be sleeping, but my mind doesn’t want to slow down.
We tried a knitting class today. My oldest son went almost ballistic on me when I told him about the class. He wanted nothing to do with knitting even though I believe it would be a great life skill to know and use. I didn’t push him to take the class. You have to be highly selective in which battles to choose. My daughter cried during the class out of frustration when she couldn’t master a skill, so I pulled her out of the class. It was too advanced for her age. My only child that seemed to connect with the knitting skill was my middle son. No surprise there. He has an engineering/surgeon-type of mind, so knitting is a perfect skill for him to learn. I’m hoping he will teach me how to knit!
Off to clean. The kitchen is a mess, and there are probably 30 different library books scattered across the family room.