This morning I got up at 10 pm, half an hour before I went to bed and ran 75 miles before breakfast...only kidding, I did nothing of the sort. In fact, even Exile #1 took a break today.
It's been a full sort of week. On Wednesday, Exile #3 took a day trip to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. The class went to view works by artists they had been studying (Exile #3 has been studying Pollock). Judging by her photos, however, she was very taken with the museum's painted ceilings and developed a fascination for Boston's many cement trucks.
Since Friday evening, we have been fully occupied with activities ranging from the sublime (planning and dreaming with our church community at HopeGateWay) to the cheerfully ridiculous. In particular, the sight of a rink full of people doing the Hokey Pokey (or Cokey, if you're on the other side of the Atlantic) on roller skates at a 8 year old birthday party. E5N1 was new to being on wheels and looked a lot like Bambi. Exile #4, however, seemed delighted to be rolling again and spent a happy couple of hours going around and around. After all that, they'll be pleased to only have a 3.5 day week ahead.
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