Today was library day for a couple of my dyslexia groups. We walked over and the boys knew exactly what type of book they were looking for, so it was an easy trip. Wish they always had an idea of what they wanted before we walked into the place....

Anyway. School nowdays is rush, rush, hurry, don't take time to talk, look, wonder, think, etc. 5 minutes here, 20 there, don't go off the treadmill for a minute or you'll throw the whole thing off. Well, not today.

On the way back from the library, we stopped. Right on the sidewalk, in the open for all to see. Why? There was a wonderfully entertaining squirrel hiding from us on the trunk of the tree beside the sidewalk, and my two little 9 year olds were transfixed. We took the time to watch, in silence and awe the movements of the squirrel, and then, as an added bonus, two little sparrows taking a bath in the sprinkler in the grass. When the animals moved on, so did we. Back to the room for the remaining minutes. Did we finish our work today? No. Are we behind and have to catch up - yes. Was it worth it- you bet. For a minute, school was fun today.

I'll bet I know what the boys talked about doing today, and it wasn't work.