I had to spend the day at church, helping out with a funeral, and Jeff had a staff meeting – which was luckily happening in our dining room. Still, we had no one to homeschool the boys.
Ezra wanted to come to the church to “help bring in the body.” I declined his offer and resorted to the fallback of absent teachers everywhere: worksheets!
All of which happened, according to reliable sources. And no one cried, or whined that the work was too hard, or punched his brother because that brother put a mark on his paper when that brother, “KNEW I didn’t want him marking on my paper!!!!!”
Am I what’s wrong with our homeschool? Could worksheets be the wave of our homeschool future?