Notes from Cottonwood

We started the new school year. Sam is in fifth grade, Lily in third. Chynara's Iradi lessons are now on Wednesdays and the kids insist on going too. Lily can read a few signs. Sam can order tea in two languages and count to a hundred.

The homeschool group lost two families to the new rotation; the rest of us wave at each other more than usual.

For those who asked: yes, I'm teaching them myself. The curriculum came in six boxes via APO and we spread it over the dining table. Mornings are reading, math, writing, then lunch, then science or history, then outside. Sam builds things. Lily draws horses. Both of them draw horses now. Everyone here draws horses.

Mondays and Thursdays we go to the homeschool group at the base chapel hall: eight families, all contractors. It's the only reason I'm not crazy.