Today Nick and I finished work on the album cover, lyrics and sticker etc for his second CD…he hasn’t officially released his first one yet, but the second is already ready for mass production! He’ll just keep it on the back burner for now, but he particularly wanted to finish it today before he starts with bible studies next week. He did the graphic work himself, fiddling around with the photos he chose – good job!
We went out for lunch, intending to go swimming afterwards but the pool was closed. We’re finding the vastly differing opening hours of the various shops and services very confusing and irregular. Next week things go back to normal. Anyway, we just had our lunch in Castle Gardens, in a staggered fashion as they had left out the boys’ sausage baguette, so Nick and I ate and the boys had to wait. One of the questions I'm always asked as a homeschooler is "what about socialisation". My answer is standard: the boys can socialize with anyone. They can chat with adults and easily mix with other kids, strangers or not. The boy in this photo is new to us, but while waiting for lunch the boys had engaged him and were eating his popcorn.
I forgot to blog yesterday that Phoenix has left us, but not in a good way. He was doing poorly yesterday, going the same way as Reepicheep in his last hours. We simply couldn’t bear to go through watching a bird die again, so we put it in a tree where the boys have their treehouse and left him there, hoping he might revive in the fresh air. It sounds heartless, doesn’t it, but there was very little we could really do for him. Later in the afternoon two girls who live near the complex and regularly play with Caleb and Aaron brought him back to us, and I said we didn’t want to keep him anymore. They said “oh”, and that their mom didn’t want them keeping him either, but came back ten minutes later to say their mom changed her mind, so they took him away. I don’t know how he’s doing now, but I asked the girls to let me know how he fares. Maybe he just lost the will to live and gave up on trying to fly too – he wasn’t improving anymore. Poor thing, and I feel very badly about the whole thing.
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