Gotta take the triumphs where you can get them sometimes . . . My triumph today was making pita bread! AND it was beautiful! It had pockets and was beautiful and I made it. Tonight we stuffed it with caesar salad and chicken. I made 16 pitas, fed the six of us and two friends and there is nothing left. Yay me! I’m thinking about what else we can stuff into pita bread.
I’ve been sitting here waiting for the kitchen fairy. She must be busy tonight or something. I hope she has a date, I know she’s been lonely for a while. I guess I’m going to have to go in an eat her “offering of chocolate” and do the dishes. :::sigh::::
It was a LONG week of school. The older boys are sold on their hatred of Caesar. They are the trio of Brutus/Bruti. They might hate Julius, but they are doing a good job with his writings. I dunno. It’s the end of the year and I’m burnt out beyond belief! I’m struggling to hang in for the next couple of weeks. We’re finishing up our NINTH year of homeschooling and I’m tired. Not tired enough to stop, but tired enough to need a good long break.
Off to bed early for me. Ian and Dan are off to help another Scout with his Eagle project. Andy is off to tae kwon do to test for his purple belt! I can hardly believe it. I love the kids tae kwon do school. If you want a black belt, you defnitely earn it. Andy started tkd at 3 1/2. He worked through the Lil’ Dragon belts. For our school, the belts go: white, yellow, orange, green, blue, purple, brown, red and, finally, black. It took the older boys five years (at least) to earn their black belts. Andy is getting close. He’s not the baby I think he is any longer (except in my heart). Cross your fingers for him tomorrow!!!