Thankfully this was, all things considered, an infinitely better week. Papa Bear is still having some medical issues, but we're on track to finding out what is going on. We hope.
School happened. We did -ism and -ist words for spelling. Given the hubbub over the word "dotard" in the news yesterday, I am even more insistent that Henry understands the parts of words and what the mean. Even if he doesn't know the precise definition, he'll be able to figure out what the word means by its parts.
Math was pretty generic - just some fractions, adding and balance problems.
Social studies was good. We read about Sargon of Ur. We borrowed Story of the World, Volume I from a friend and read the story of Abraham and Sarah, too. It was timely that we read it on Rosh Hashanah. Like knowing the parts of words, knowing what has happened in history is imperative. It repeats, yet we don't seem to get that. It makes me want to bang my head against a wall. All I can do is help facilitate learning and hope that my kid will help to save what's left of the world when he's older.
We never did get to the science lesson that was planned for this week. We did watch lots of Hurricane Maria on the Weather Channel, and we watched a few episodes of The Strangest Weather on Earth. We also read about the autumn equinox.
Henry finished his book and started another one. It works for me. We'll have another jumbled week next week, but hopefully we'll be on a better schedule after that. When life rears its ugly head, we just have to roll with it.
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