Maybe that’s the better word I was looking for. In honor of Megamind, I’ll call our little operation at home shool.

So after two weeks of vacation, we started back to shool yesterday.

We know the drill, but need new music for the practicing part, and people have misplaced the Suzuki CDs, etc., etc.

The handwritten wordsearch experience today showed me that Esteban can’t really read my handwriting.

But Imani knew an example of an epic Greek poem. If you had any idea of the disinterest and disdain with which Imani has looked at history, you would leap for joy at this little milestone.

And Esteban got 100% on both his tests and fact sheet today, so that’s good.

Meanwhile, people are busy setting up stores, tents, and begging to make the classroom into a rocket ship. They went outside and shaved their snowman to such proportions that Imani thought it better to just destroy the poor guy.

Welcome back, shool!