Overheard after dinner last night:
There goes Mom. Up the stairs. Must be 8:00.
Yea, shes headed up to turn on Beethoven and read Tolstoy again.
Bellowing over the landing I retort that actually I am listening to Chopin noctures tonight and reading the rest of Jonathan Edwards “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God”.
Then I start laughing, realizing how there is always something I am doing which is unusual, odd, laughable.
Later Savannah comes up and says that she wants to discuss Fahrenheit 451. She just finished it. I ask if I heard music in her room. She says yea, was finishing the 5th symphony we started at lunch. I raise my eyebrows as if to point out the obvious.
We both laugh.
Lots has been going on over here in terms of literature, music and studies in general: Savannah skipped a grade this year, Peyt is on violin these days - headed straight to the symphony, were all involved in new enrichment classes and we just finished a big project on university requirements and AP classes. Spend a few minutes on our other blog if any of that interests you.