I have come to think of Fridays as a day off for me. A day I take a step back, a step away from our busy school week and rest. . . well. . . kind of.
Friday mornings Liz and I drive Kathryn and Stephen to Spartanburg, a good 50 minutes from our house to a class. . . a Biology class. Biology is something I am NOT capable of teaching in this home school life of mine.
I thank God every Friday all our high school sciences are taught by Dr. Bennett. Who is a college professor at one of the local colleges. He teaches home schooled kids science at a college level. . . every Friday. And I, their teacher, four days a week, leave two of my babies at this class knowing they are in the best of hand. And most importantly, their high school future looks brighter because of Dr. Bennett.
Did I say, Thank GOD! I don't have to teach Biology???
Let me hear a Hallelujah!
So anyway, My little friend and I drop these guys off for the whole day and we go out to play, get some running around done and do a little school work.
Our first stop for the day is always, without a doubt, Panera Bread. My girl likes the cinnamon rolls there. I get a coffee and an apple and we sit and talk, work on her school stuff and just spend time together not rushing.
But, here is the funny thing:
This girl must have a hollow leg.
Because she eats. . .
the whole DARN thing!