I managed to wake up at 6:30 AM, but... so did the little boys. We still didn't sit down for prayers until 9:15, but this morning instead of just talking we did our catechism (Baltimore Catechism #2/The Holy Eucharist), then reviewed what we knew about English history to Edward the Confessor, tried to connect it to what was happening in Europe at the time (before we left for TN we were studying Charlemagne), and I read a chapter from Our Island Story. The rest of the morning was very busy as I just tried to keep up with the twins and Chipmunk.
The little boys begged me for insect coloring pages, which I printed off the computer. Chipmunk "dotted" a picture of a beehive with Do-a-Dot paint markers.
We also made earthworm books -- the one thing I had "planned" for this week. I printed out some pages on Sunday night. Some of these pages are from this set of nature notebooking pages. This is Pip's book. Pop dictated to me how he put together his earthworm farm from last week.
Farmerboy was supposed to be doing his handwriting, but mostly he was listening to his Redwall CDs.
Andy came home around noon so I could go to an OB appointment -- very frustrating, as the tests say I have gestational diabetes and yet my every day sugar numbers are quite low without special diets, etc. Trying to keep the diet has again resulted in a slight weight loss over a period of 5 weeks or so... which I do not think is so great, but the midwife seemed to think was fine. I'm still pricking myself 4 times a day and feeling way overregulated.
I arrived back home to a box in the driveway: a birthday present to Farmerboy from my mom. When I walk in the door at about 3:30, Chipmunk is not napping, Gareth and Katydid have finished their required work for the afternoon, and Andy is trying to juggle Chipmunk and Phonics Pathways, and Farmerboy is having a very hard time concentrating. All ability to focus is totally shot by the arrival of the box.
Sometimes you just have to give up.
After I tell Andy about my appointment, he runs down to the post office and retrieves our mail, which has been piling up for a month. Then he gets on the computer to do some work, and I sort mail. Gareth is very happy to see that his subscription to Pokemon magazine has been activated and disappears into his room with it. The American Girl catalog is also scooped off the stack in a hurry. Chipmunk and I look through the rest of the interesting catalogs later on in the recliner, since my back is killing me.
Andy makes steak for dinner and doesn't even catch the oven on fire. (Almost). While we eat, we watch episode 1 of The Adventure of English, a 6 CD collection about the history of English. The little boys aren't enthused, but the big kids (especially Gareth) find it interesting. Episode 1 brings us up to William the Conqueror. And Seamus Haney reads part of Beowulf.
After dinner I read the usual stack of books to Chipmunk. Andy gives the little boys a bath (always an adventure) and does the dishes. I attempt a little laundry, but I have shooting pains in my back -- sciatica or a pinched nerve? We get the boys ready for bed, and Andy reads the customary bedtime Biggles to the twins and Farmerboy, then heads back out to watch TV with Gareth and Katydid ( Drums Along the Mohawk) while I wrestle with Chipmunk and we both finally collapse around 9:45.
Nighttime prayers for me tonight -- part of the chaplet for Our Lady of Sorrows, a randomly opened page in my prayer book.