The beginning of the school year is my favorite. New books, projects and topics. The end of the year is always awkward. School books with different numbers of chapters than weeks, don’t line up. You finish math three weeks early, but have extra language arts and history that go beyond the school year.
The kids resisted at first, thinking they’d miss out on playing with their friends, but living in the desert you don’t get out as much outside time during the hot part of the year, and they were lured in by the promise of horseback riding lessons and a trip to the Grand Canyon. Who could resist that?!