Here I sit, in the school room, on Monday morning. The sky outside is gray, with even darker clouds in the distance, making their way here. Rain drips down the windows. The AC switches off.
Two of the four boys are sick. The Mad Toddler runs around, with a snot-encrusted face (not for lack of washing it off!), chattering and playing. Poor Romeo is asleep on the couch downstairs. Both kept me awake last night, rubbing backs, comforting, praying.
Like clockwork, my kids seems to get sick every September. Their sick season runs high until just after the New Year, with something new every new week or two. This year I hope we can do better.
At the moment, the week overwhelms me. Coop begins this week, and while the lesson plans have been ready for a while, there is still a lot of prep to do. Soccer, dance, cub scouts, Boy scouts, choirs, and so on dominate the schedule. And then there is First Lego League (FLL).
Ahh, FLL! It is so cool, so exciting, so much of an opportunity. I love each of the nine boys involved. They are sweet, energetic, bright, and enthusiastic.
But trying to find a meeting time has become my major stressor. Everyone is busy. I am busy. We just have to make something work. I hope it doesn't end up with too many people hating me!
Ah - the dark clouds are here and have revealed themselves to be full of heavy, multitudinous raindrops. It pounds outside.