So, the past few weeks there has been a lot going on! And poor Amy who asked me about Life of Fred I have left hanging all this time. (Sorry, Amy!) As it happens, I have spent much of the last few weeks going cross-eyed over math curricula so hopefully I will soon be able to do a giant middle school-ish math post wherein I provide you with every single one of my "expert" opinions (hah) about math.
In addition to thinking about math (or trying to avoid thinking about math, which also happens at our house), we also made a short trip to my mom and dad's for my mom's birthday, had a lovely visit with a good friend, rode around in my dad's 1931 Oldsmobile (pictured above), came home and spent a week visiting Memphis' Pink Palace Museum and Brooks Art Museum, attended a giant homeschool convention (where Jim Weiss and Susan Wise Bauer were speakers)... and contracted a nasty stomach virus which has occupied most of the past week.
Next week... baseball!
(4 kids, 3 teams. Even bilocation wouldn't help me much.)
Anyway, back to the pictures.
My dad's car does actually run -- remarkably well for a 1931. Andy got to drive it around the neighborhood, and we all took turns as passenger. "No seatbelts, no handles, no air bags," as Farmerboy told us, and a big cloud of smoke following behind.
As we've been home the past three weeks or so (and Andy has been traveling a lot), we've also been working hard on our garden.
Well, Andy has been working hard. I hang out with the baby.
Here's how the garden looked when we started.
It's a lot greener now. The lettuce we overwintered has really taken off. And we now have hedges of young berry bushes, plus a fencerow of muscadines and a couple of fig trees.
(For the curious, we're building a simple maze design. I tried to find a quick link but am holding a 9 month old octopus. Potager post also forthcoming, I hope.)
And of course there is the normal craziness...