300 days. and counting.

I wanted to document what our 300th day at home looks like. Sadly, I couldn’t capture the entirety of it all, frankly, because this day sucked and it was really hard to get the kid to focus, the dogs to stop barking, the texts to stop (thanks Trump) and just making it through my “survival duties” took a lot.

But yeah. Today is the THREE HUNDREDTH day my child has been learning at home. All day. Every day.

He’s a remarkable kid who loves school. He has the most amazing teacher who blows me away every day. We are for sure in the “best case scenario” of this pandemic, but I am still exhausted, frustrated and over it all. My kid needs to be back in school, not because he needs his teachers to be babysitters but because he needs to see that none of the other kids write as neatly as the teacher either. That none of the other kids’ drawings are as good as the teacher’s either. He needs to laugh with other KIDS. He needs less time with adults. Here’s hoping for some sort of change soon.

In the meantime, please send wine.