I made it through math lessons with four children. The oldest received a stern lecture from me about the fact that it is really not okay to take out his geometry frustrations on me. I’m not sure it helped.
I felt completely wiped out by 2 p.m. and really wanted to go to bed. Instead, I forced myself out the door and on a walk with the whole family. We saw our first toad this spring, and Beatrix happily spent a few minutes of her afternoon with it.
Energized by the walk, as I had hoped would happen, I planted 25 strawberry plants, my first real gardening of the season. 50 to go, not to mention the 50 lbs of seed potatoes I bought last week. The girls gathered around me in the garden and we discussed the proper way to plant a strawberry plant. They noticed the “cord” hanging from each little plant and I explained that we were planting baby strawberries that used to be connected to their mommies by those cords. Beatrix proudly showed one to Keats and told him that it was the strawberry plant’s umbilical cord. He responded with a, “Nuh-uh.”
Jonny has almost finished fencing the garden to keep the chickens out, but today we threw together a makeshift way to contain a few of the girls in one bed at a time so they can help clean things up for us. Jonny is going to build something better soon, but in the meantime, this will do. There’s a lot of work to do out there and we need all the help we can get.