It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
No, we're not super-homeschoolers, but we probably don't deserve that title on our best weeks, LOL! If I base our success as homeschoolers on how much we get done in a week, then I've really missed the point of homeschooling.
Instead, I got over my pity party, and rejoiced in the little successes of our week. This afternoon in the car, a student at the local university crossed the street in front of us, carrying on her back a large instrument in its case. Both Ryne and Grace immediately yelled out, "It's a cello!" I was pleased, not only because our five minute "instrument of the week" lesson had helped them recognize it was a cello she was lugging around, but that they were excited about what they learned and wanted to share it with me. I love my job!