Yesterday was the first day of our twenty-second year of homeschooling. I have five completely different students than I had on that original first day of homeschool in 1985. First-day-of-school photos have been a yearly tradition. Joseph is in 12th grade, John in 10th grade, Anna in 8th grade, Jesse in 7th grade, and Mary is in 4th grade.
We have also learned that we have our first-day-of-school the week before we want to begin our academic work. I spent all my scheduled school time meeting with each child, going over his schedule, looking at every book, setting up school notebooks, and evaluating if there was anything else to be done in order to begin our book work.
Trusting in Jesus,
Sunday afternoon found Jesse outside in Grandad and Grandma’s backyard. In the heat of the afternoon, Jesse strolled across the lawn when he noticed a little creature in the grass. He looked down and there was a little baby squirrel. Jesse hurried inside and sounded the alarm that there was a little squirrel outside. We walked out and sure enough it lay in the grass. Every once in a while it tried to crawl around, but it seemed very wobbly. It had a noticeable face of an adult squirrel, and was covered in reddish/brown fur. It also had a tail that was about 4 inches long. After observing it for a little bit, we decided to take our Sunday afternoon naps. We thought that maybe his mom would come and carry him back to the nest [which was up in the tree].
Once we were awake from our naps we decided to check on the squirrel again. It was still there. After getting permission from Dad, Joseph went outside to pick him up so that he could be put into a little box. While trying to get the squirrel in the box he (meaning the squirrel) decided to go for a little run. He raced down Joseph onto the tile floor. Thankfully, he didn’t have enough traction to run fast and we were able to catch him. We decided to give him some Pedialyte in a syringe to see if he could recover from sitting outside all afternoon in the heat.
Monday we got him some milk, which he loves. We decided to give him the name Chippey. John called several places and the best advice they told John was to keep him until he could climb a tree and fend for himself. That is what we decided to do.
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