It’s a break week from CC and cottage school, which I always thinks entails lots of sleep, books read, pancakes and trips to the library and beach. Instead I find myself in a messy house trying to conjugate “voco”, answer a question on absolute value of numbers, and vacuum up an exploded sensory bin while my two youngest burrow holes in a laundry pile that is so large it has them realistically pretending to be prairie dogs.
In better news, I finished “French Double Digging” my garden. It has only taken me a month and a half, which means I should have it planted by August. Robbie did me a solid and drank all of the pickle juice out of the abandoned jar in the back of the fridge, so we were able to conduct one of those 24 hr soil tests where you put some soil and water in a jar, shake it up, wait 24 hours and see what your sand to clay ratio is (or something like that, I’m clearly not an expert yet). I also need to perform a PH test, but I’m torn between buying some Ph strips off of Amazon or steam distilling water and using purple cabbage as a natural ph strip (because let’s face it, half the reason I’m gardening is to see if I would survive a Zombie apocalypse and I’m guessing “2 day Prime shipping” and “Ph strips” aren’t going to be in the common vernacular during a zombie apocalypse).
We did have french toast for breakfast, and we have slept in, so I’m counting those both as wins. We haven’t gone to the beach, but William built a giant marine aquarium out of mud, water and plastic animals so again…clearly I can check that off the list.
Maybe tomorrow the kids can reorganize the bookshelves, we can call that a “Library Day”, and I can count this winter break as a win all the way around.