This morning over breakfast, I asked Seamus if he’d had his coffee. I got the sad puppy look he enjoys offering up when he doesn’t want to do something. “Well, it’s just…”
“If you want something, ask for it.”
“I don’t want to drink my coffee today.”
Now, for school days a small cup of coffee is non-negotiable. He hates it, but it curbs some of his impulsiveness and increases his focus. Not a lot, but enough that he can get through the day if given a low-sugar diet, no screen time, and two hours of recess, lunch not included.
I looked at him. He spent yesterday and last night congested and snuffly, and really only interested in finishing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. It’s the penultimate week of our school year, with Tristan’s school year and all the fall activities starting up while he’s on break, so he really won’t get much of one. And the kid has worked his butt off. In addition to the year’s worth of math I had planned, he worked through a year’s worth of remedial math in less than half that time. He read picture book versions of The Epic of Gilgamesh, The Iliad, The Odyssey, and The Aeneid, along with a ton of other myths, historical and scientific readings. His current reading work is a year ahead…and it’s easy for him.
So I decided to relax the last two weeks. He has math to finish, and some readings, but everything else can wait a little bit. Third grade will be rigorous, and we’ll have a lot going on. I think this is a good time to give him a break. He’s recovering today and playing with Tristan, while I gather up Tristan’s school supplies and make his preschool blankie. We’ll spend lots of time outside in the next few weeks, and lots of time getting ready for next year -I have much reading and a lot of organizing to do, and hopefully the breadcrumb trail to school’s end and the breather will do him good.