At the table with my oldest as he works on three digit addition with renaming. Review actually and 42 pages into second grade math. Something clicked recently and his math skills have bloomed exponentially. He’s doing much of it in his head and while it’s not really difficult he needs someone to sit with him or all progress grinds to a halt. Still, in his head. These things amaze me.
Nothing much beyond that for me. It’s gotta be a season of life, this internal silence. I haven’t taken a picture in days and completely missed the red blooms on the bush out back. Don’t get me started on the weeds and volunteers.