Lake Day

All these big, thick books! It feels so... scholarly!

I was intimidated by our million-page algebra book in the beginning,
but we're managing just fine.

We've been learning about stuff like

(read with loud, thundery voice)

The Transitive Property of Equality

(say whaaa?)

Oh yeah.

If a=b and b=c, then a=c.

And we've been learning about stargazing and

the ideas of Copernicus and Kepler and Galileo...

In history we've been reading and watching documentaries

about the Ottoman Empire.

Oh so much sophisticated learning!

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But in the middle of the week, on Wednesdays,

we leave the books on the kitchen table,

and we take a Lake Day.

It's a 7-minute walk from our house.

  On the weekends we go swimming too,

and sometimes run into friends

(ya know, 'cause they go to school and can only go to the lake on weekends ;)

We moved here when Lu was one month old. I was a young, single mother. Everyone thought I was crazy. What would I do for money? Where would Lu go to school? There are no hospitals nearby! Were we safe, alone on the mountain? We didn't even have electricity in the tiny house I'd built for us!

But it was my dream,

and it all worked itself out,

and it was the best decision I've ever made.

Lu agrees :)