This morning, Jack was rather cheerful about getting up to study. But e dawdled nonetheless, and he used half of the hour we had available getting dressed and singing morning songs.
The we sat down and read a bit from The Story of Art. Fascinating -- but we had to set the author straight every few paragraphs about his dubious views of magic.
Anyway, after the first chapter, I closed the book and stood up to hit the shower.
Jack was shocked!
"What? Are we done already? But I wasn't finished yet!"
Want to bet he hits the books more promptly tomorrow?
I am one happy mamma.