...nothin' but grey skies...

We all know there is something quite dismal in waking up to a rainy day. We crave that added jumpstart of sunlight in the morning...and when it's not there, no amount of caffeine will suffice.
After a gorgeous, mild weekend here, the past few days have been depressingly gray and drippy. I've had to really stretch my rainy-day-activity assortment, and I'm the first to admit, there isn't much left. After being cooped up all winter, we need the reprieve of warm sunny days.
Homeschooling has been an adventure. I've spent most of my son's life bouncing back and forth between being Mami one moment and being the special-needs therapy provider the next. Which was already a struggle...but well worth it. This year I got to add into the mix teacher, and boy, do I feel thinned out. I think it's hard to in one moment step back and assess without emotion, and the very next jump back into emotional loving mother mode. And then there's the frustration level...nope, not mine...the mister man's. Part of his makeup is that he gets easily frustrated...both with tasks and people. So here I am, trying to get in the lesson for the day, and the next thing I know my child has dissolved into a puddle of tears. :(
Homeschooling is easier for me when we have the outdoors to add into the lesson. We can take our education to the road...or rather, the woody path or sidewalk and observe 'real-life' examples. Last summer our daily walks took longer than ever when the mister man came around to the concept of street signs having familiar letters on them. How many people must have passed us in their cars wondering why we were sitting on the sidewalk staring up at the street sign?!?
So today...I'm working within my parameters and using the rainy day for all its worth: we're going to go sit outside with our measuring cups and hide under umbrellas while they fill up with rainwater. How better to prove that you can fit 3 1/3cups into 1 cup?!?