” Mom, can you fill up my water-keeper?” I looked down from making meatballs. My 5-year-old was holding a contraption that appeared to consist of a number of crayon drawings inside a big Ziploc that was suspended– by means of numerous forks and drinking straws– in a mixing bowl. “Sure,” I said. I washed my hands and put water in the bowl. She nodded and walked away.
Like numerous working parents, I never ever prepared for having to keep my kids house for months. Though my husband and I already work from our house and are both lucky adequate to stay utilized, the orders to shelter in place filled us with fear. Neither of us are instructors. The other adult commitments we have– earning an income, washing– don’t vanish even if we’re all now trapped within, hiding from microorganisms
At first, I started panic-hopping into every online homeschooling forum. A couple of days