The Tree Fort

Today was a SSLLLOOOWWW day for me. I'm not sure what the problem was. I think it has been my poor diet. I know how to eat healthier, and even enjoy  it when I do, but unfortunately "healthy" choices are not what I tend to make when I'm tired. The boys did their math on the computer, read their assignments, and I read from "Moccasin Trail" and "William Wilburforce". They only did one page of handwriting, and said their  Psalm 103 memory work..and by then I was TOTALLY dragging. They asked if they could go outside for a little bit and I reluctantly said yes. I was feeling like a bit of a failure. There had been no great discussions on Wilburforce and the ending of the slave trade--or on the impact that had on their ancestors. There was no written report turned in on contrasting life with the Indians and life as a settler. Instead they spent the afternoon in the tree out front. Their friend, Sarah, joined them for most of the afternoon. They debated adding one board a day versus many. They made kits of hammers and nails. They hung a flag. And best of all, they laughed all afternoon. They are happy and they have had a great childhood. I think if you asked them, they'd say that they'd rather be right where they are right now than back at a small resort town on the Aegean Sea or in a farmhouse in Tuscany. It is true what they say... a Mama is only as happy as her most unhappy child.