Because, even though I did a full day's worth of driving (6.5 hours) and a full day’s worth of teaching (3 hours), yesterday was technically part of the holiday. And I didn’t do any school yesterday. I went to bed instead. So here is a post, as I go into hour 36 of my “Monday.”
Something is amiss with my child. I might be his teeth. It might be his tummy. It might be his head. But I think it’s his attitude. Because he shore does have one. And I’m going to go insane dealing with him. I can’t take the climbing, writhing, crying, difficult little boy much longer. Argh!