First Day on the Job

For months before he retired, Dad said he wanted to help in our homeschool. 

To be honest, when he first brought it up, I thought he was just tossing ideas around and wouldn't really follow through with it.  ;-)

I was wrong.  He continued to talk about helping to teach my boys; and when he even started telling other people about it, I realized he must be serious.

Yesterday was his first day on the job.  He made his way up the hill extra early before supper, found his seat in the rocking chair, and helped Josiah and David, each in turn, with math and then with handwriting.  The fact that he, a doctor with typical doctor's handwriting, is helping them with handwriting is the height of irony.  It falls squarely in the Do As I Say, Not As I Do category.  We teased Grandpa that we were going to have to buy a handwriting book for him so that he could practice, too.  :)

After the big boys finished their work and everything was graded, Grandpa turned his attention to the next scholar in line and read stories to Tobin on his lap...and I, having most of my children so constructively and happily occupied, peacefully made the salad for supper.

I'd say Grandpa gets an A+!!!