Once again all deadlines fall in the same timeframe. I hope before I die I can take a real vacation.
My 8 year old son said today, “we don’t take vacations.” as a matter-of-fact response to someone else discussing vacation activities. That made me sad.
I felt today that I’ve failed my 8 year old son. He did exceptionally well to excel within his class to participate in a school wide spelling bee. He was one of 22 students and made it to the third round. By that point he was one of 11 contestants left. He was knocked out with “tiresome” by spelling it “tiresom”. As they said the word, I subvocalized “alright! Easy one!” Murph (see post) struck. The failure comes in that we bought the practice for the spelling bee during last school year. It sits somewhere in our mess. Noah excelled on his own. I wonder what he could have achieved had I practiced with him.
