So. Apparently sometime around Thanksgiving, Lex’s teacher gave the kids an assignment, due tomorrow, that I just heard about last night. Today, in addition to all the other stuff going on, Lex has to learn the first two stanzas of The Raven (I forgot how long that poem is and I hope desperately that just the first two stanzas will be okay with his teacher) and complete an art project to go with. I started the project for him (yes, I know. Bad mother. Uh, could I say that I’m teaching him about how nice it is to give and get help to rationalize my behavior?) The artwork will be cool, though. I took a cardboard construction paper packet backing piece (you know, the thing that makes the back cover on the pad of paper) and glued a piece of dark brown paper to it. On top of that, I glued a slightly smaller piece of beige speckled paper. Around the brown border I glued the first lines from the poem, printed out and cut into strips. Those go all the way around. All he has to do is draw a raven in the middle (I have another sheet, just in case we need to glue a new one on top. I’m a thinker!) I have four really big, black feathers. He can either have the wings extend off the page, and just have the wings be feathered, or he can cut them up and cover the entire bird. I vote for the long wings, but, uh, it’s not my project. Remind me of that later, okay??
I called my mom this morning. She said that she hadn’t seen Dad yet, but that his breathing tube came out during the night and that he was doing well. He should be home this weekend. Cue sigh of relief.