Papers organized, pencils sharpened, goals to achieve scribbled on a scrap piece of paper (Clearly I’m going to follow through with each and every goal), daily schedule assembled and lightly written in a fresh planner.
Day one: Mae becomes frustrated that she writes bigger than the prescribed amount of practice space. School work for the day is cut in half. Glance at Rae to see her progress. Papers covered in scribbles, crayons snapped in half and lying naked next to piles of wrappings.
We’ll get back into the swing of things. Tomorrow.