Quarantine: Thurs. 5/7
Overall the kids are so happy to be home. BUT this doesn't mean they also don't miss their school, class, teachers, and normalcy. Greta seems to be the most regretful, and she'll remark on things now and then--how afraid she is that she'll never see her teacher again, how she'll finish her time at Marshall without any kind of goodbye ceremony, that she won't be able to perform in the June music ensemble concert, and of course her First Communion is now in October. This is teacher appreciation week, and each day she's written a note to one of her subject teachers; today she wrote to her favorite, her music teacher, and said, "I know I'm never going to see you again" and "I wish I was always in 2nd grade." Then she started to cry. Poor little thing. Because she's usually so happy and she and Lucia are always having so much fun, it's easy to forget that there's loss and sadness, too, with this quarantine. They're missing a lot. I mean, everyone is.
It may be a weird thing to say, but I feel like 10 and 8 are the perfect ages for quarantine--if there's such a thing as a "perfect" age for quarantine. They're not babies or toddlers, which would, frankly, be my personal hellscape; and they're not teenagers, who are missing big life milestones and who have friend relationships that aren't easy to replace with siblings and parents. They're old enough to not need me every second, but little enough to be thrilled with hours upon hours of unstructured playtime.
Anyhoo. Poor Grets. Poor kids. They feel it.
Homeschool and Zoom piano lessons were the scheduled parts of our day. The rest was filled with Legos. Both kids have started attempting to rebuild sets that have been broken down for years, with varying success. And they're still going into hysterics with their Lego Friends figures--they each have a couple of boy figures that they voice with this really low, forced "bro" voice that is just too funny.
What We're Reading Etc.
Margo: Shiner by Amy Jo Burns
Andrew: Boldface Liars, the Guns They Carry, and the Stolen Horses They Rode In On: A Casual History of Cons, Scams, False Fronts, and Other Egregious Illusions of the American West 1818-1964
ha ha ha ha ha ha I totally made that up ha ha ha ha ha
L&G: various School for Good and Evil
Read aloud: Harry Potter 5
Audiobook for Dog Walking: Pretty Things by Janelle Brown
Show: Silicon Valley (HBO)
It may be a weird thing to say, but I feel like 10 and 8 are the perfect ages for quarantine--if there's such a thing as a "perfect" age for quarantine. They're not babies or toddlers, which would, frankly, be my personal hellscape; and they're not teenagers, who are missing big life milestones and who have friend relationships that aren't easy to replace with siblings and parents. They're old enough to not need me every second, but little enough to be thrilled with hours upon hours of unstructured playtime.
Anyhoo. Poor Grets. Poor kids. They feel it.
Homeschool and Zoom piano lessons were the scheduled parts of our day. The rest was filled with Legos. Both kids have started attempting to rebuild sets that have been broken down for years, with varying success. And they're still going into hysterics with their Lego Friends figures--they each have a couple of boy figures that they voice with this really low, forced "bro" voice that is just too funny.
What We're Reading Etc.
Margo: Shiner by Amy Jo Burns
Andrew: Boldface Liars, the Guns They Carry, and the Stolen Horses They Rode In On: A Casual History of Cons, Scams, False Fronts, and Other Egregious Illusions of the American West 1818-1964
ha ha ha ha ha ha I totally made that up ha ha ha ha ha
L&G: various School for Good and Evil
Read aloud: Harry Potter 5
Audiobook for Dog Walking: Pretty Things by Janelle Brown
Show: Silicon Valley (HBO)
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