failure

We all have challenges, part of mine is being a good educator, facilitator, and mother for my kids. Our schedule mainly consists of basic school time (reading, write, 'rithmetic) in the morning, and in the afternoon we go on some sort of enriching outing or social affair. We now have girl scouts and cub scouts and piano, gymnastics, young stateswoman association, activity days, art classes, and violin, and a myriad of other social, family, and religious obligations.

Sometimes mornings are the worst. We have a lot to do, and when we work like a well oiled machine, we get lots and lots done. But sometimes the kids just don't feel like doing it. And sometimes I don't feel like making them. 

And maybe I hide in my room, shirking my duty, texting sympathetic friends, and reading internet rubbish. Occasionally jealous of nameless internet moms who have love affairs with wine. 

And sometimes, when I am being a stupid failure in the mornings, my children don't waste their time. They do things that bring them joy.

November has brought sun with it. Lovely golden sun and nearly 60 degree days. Weather really does affect me. The kids did not let it go to waste yesterday. They may not have felt like memorizing their times tables or working on writing the letter 'p' correctly, but they made glorious use of the day.

So maybe this one morning was okay for me to hide away. The kids showed excellent self sufficiency. There is hope.