Marching Fourth

Tonight we all went to Texas Roadhouse, a visit to end Uncle George's visit.  The place has been busy, although there's social distancing involved with the tables.  But the wait times have been pretty big lately, and that's good for them.  We got ourselves in on the waiting list from home, and arrived, still waiting just a bit before going in.  But the food was delicious and the server was great, and we all had a good time.

Madison is working on another art project - I'll have to share a picture of the red panda, the one art project that she brought home this week.  She's been working on more long-term projects, ones that require a bit of setting up and a bit of patience.  But she's sticking with it, and the end results are turning out very well.

She's doing quadratics in math, and continuing her discussion of the Holocaust in ELA, and Sir Isaac Newton and his apples and figs.  And of course something about physics too. 

It's been a busy season.  No time to write or do much, really.  But we're hanging in there.  We prayed, and we read tonight too.   We may be more like zombies, but we're marching fourth.