Monday, February 27, 2023

Math and Comparison

I’m sitting here, typing on a hand me down iPad Air 1 that feels like a timely blessing, even if it isn’t brand-spankin’ new.  Y’all know I’m good with things that aren’t brand-spankin’ new.  

Blossom2 has Nutella pop tarts and Coffee Shortbread Sandwich cookies in the works.  She’s already cranked out a bunch of her college US History course this morning.  Two little Blossoms are working on math at the dining room table with me. Right now, sitting between them is the most efficient way to switch back and forth between their questions, especially with their math.  Blossom1 is at her laptop, working on a PowerPoint about Japan for one of her college classes... with ear buds in.  

This is basically the tenor of our days ~ steadily working through each task, but understanding that each girl’s rhythm isn’t going to look like the other girls’ rhythm.  Blossom1 and Blossom2 understand this better than the Little Blossoms do, but the Little Blossoms will get there.  As the saying goes, comparison is the thief of joy.  This is as true as it ever was.  

They can be (finally) contentedly plugging away, glance over at what their sister just finished and start to whine and fret about what they still have to accomplish before the school day is done.  I try to stress that each sister is in a different grade and their assignments have absolutely no bearing on another’s assignments.  My mom told me the exact same thing.  I had to come to terms with it, just as they do.  

There’s something to be said for knowing what your job is and putting your nose to the grindstone, regardless of what anyone else is doing.  That concept applies to so much more than schoolwork.  We’ll keep plodding along, building character and finishing schoolwork, day by day.


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