Lesson planning, teaching, grading, being with our children day in and day out... Yes. But first, coffee.
Then, the coffee maker dies and in the midst of it you're crying out, "Why, oh, why? I loved you. Is this because we took you camping with us and that was not your jam? Tell me, what did I do?"
And while Starbucks is okay once in a while, this mama is much too cheap to shell out that kind of moolah on a daily basis.
So a smart homeschool hubby will take his wifey to the store and let her pick out a new coffee maker, thereby cementing "Best Homeschool Hubby" status on him forever and ever. Amen.
We're still getting used to each other, my new chum and I. Some would call it my enabler, my crutch, my addiction. Whatevs. My flexbrew and I are still getting the feel for each other, figuring out how to dance this lovely dance. But not to worry, we know we're both in this for the long haul. Neither of us is going anywhere.
Because we all know...
"Oh, I can't stop drinking the coffee... I stop drinking the coffee. I stop doing the standing and walking and the words putting-into-sentence-doing." ~Lorelai Gilmore