We took a break from homeschooling for Thanksgiving week, and instead focused on family, friends, and food. With a few other things life threw at us in the mix.
My hitting a raccoon on the way home from Christmas pageant practice the other week was made to look trivial when Mr. Pepper hit a deer, totally disabling our van. It's times like this I'm thankful for insurance.
This morning we were ready to dig into a brand new week of school, having a break was making everyone feel like getting back to learning. We had barely cracked our books open when our oldest son discovered there is something seriously wrong with our dog.
Everyone was sure he is dying, and somehow floods of tears don't mix well with anything we had planned to study. I'm actually surprised we made it through our scheduled lessons for the day. Our dog is still breathing, somehow. Whether he survives the day until Mr. Pepper gets home with our only working vehicle remains to be seen.
Until then I feel pretty helpless. This is not the way I had looked forward to starting a new week, or the month of December.