More sick kids, more crazy times with animals and more schoolwork to finish. All in all, busy, but productive.
Issie got sick last week with a vague but powerful virus. Huge headaches and high fever for three days - just like Charlie and Hannah had a few weeks ago. She still managed to get most of her schoolwork done, but it was obvious that she had some issues with her concentration and stamina. This week was a bit better but her understanding of narratives was challenged by the unit of English we did, as was Zach. Next week we will continue studying narratives to really grasp the concept of this text type properly.
Zach has still been ploughing through his school work, especially his maths. I am pretty impressed by his work ethic.
At this time of year, I am sure that teachers from everywhere are trying to figure out how to motivate their students, and it is no different for home-schooling parents! As we are concentrating on our English and Maths until the end of the year for the older kids, it is easy to get bogged down in that and forget to have some fun, so with that in mind, we began our Christmas craft in earnest this week. It is interesting to try and combine the needs and skill levels of teenagers and preschoolers. It is somewhat limiting but does cause me to get creative.
On Sunday, we bought the pre-requisite wrapping paper and other supplies from the newsagency to make our first Christmas tree decorations. Being Walgett, the quality of the wrapping paper, even if it says "deluxe", is pretty poor. It was horribly thin and so I had the brain wave to glue two papers together to make a thicker, more sturdy paper. Of course, I should have just gone back to the newagency and bought some light cardboard. But I didn't want to waste the wrapping paper. Three hours later, we had cut all of the shapes we needed and glued them together. The paper inevitably buckled and warped and the shapes looked terrible.
On Monday morning I went and bought some cardboard and we started again.
Lots of glue and several tons of glitter later, we had four Christmas tree decorations to hang in the window.
This was also the week that I discovered that Keith threw the big, old Christmas tree out last January. AAARRGGHH! The kids are desperate to decorate and I am without a tree!
Keith has had the idea that we should go to Bugilbone to get a pine tree. I am somewhat dubious and my illusions (or delusions) of another perfectly wonderful and enormous Northern hemisphere-looking tree have been shattered, but I think the kids might like the ritual of cutting the tree down and bringing it home. Pray there are no wasps' nests or small snakes in it!
Hannah's cast for her previously broken arm was removed this week. Phil (the physio) was right when he said that removal was more traumatic than the application of the cast. But we had a lovely doctor, Crystal Smit-Kroner, who is most certainly in the right field of work. Every now and then you meet someone who just loves their work - she was one of them - and I am deeply appreciative to her for making a difficult experience for Han into one where Han left with a smile on her face.
This weekend I am continuing on with my patchwork journey. I cut out all the bits of Mardi's quilt yesterday, and thankfully found a correctable mistake when I still had the sense of humour to correct it. I am hoping to start piecing it together today.
The kids are making Fimo beads and bath bombs this weekend. Zach is very afraid of the bath bombs - he said he doesn't want to blow up the bathroom. If you've seen my bathroom, you'll know that blowing it up would only help it. ; )