You’d think after yesterday’s stunning display of writer’s block, that I’d learn my lesson.  Waiting until the tail end of the day to attempt approaching a blank screen is positively futile.  Because after the morning school rush, a full schedule of teaching + meetings, facilitating extra curricular activities, dinner time, and bed time, I can barely summon the capacity to compose a coherent thought, let alone a well crafted sentence.

It’s almost 10 PM.  I’m currently listening to my eldest read an Amelia Bedelia story to his younger siblings.  He does all these silly voices, and it always makes the littlest one laugh.  Jade is off before the sun tomorrow morning to compete in the Medieval Games, an annual event for Southern California Waldorf Sixth Graders.  Tomorrow night is Emet’s first Mock Trial competition, so he and I are looking at a late night of polishing cross-examination questions.  And even though I’m pretty much delirious from exhaustion, I know that these are some of the days I never want to forget.