Anyway, although I got home at 4:45 yesterday, a little late to be starting homework (if the children had homework, which thankfully they don't), they wanted to play at being in school, and they congregated around the table in a tableau that made the cockles of my heart very warm.*
Margaret wrote a story, as is usual, about her family. It began "My cousin Nathan is my favorite" and Ellie wrote a list. It was a series of vertical lines, but she gave it to me to take to the grocery store, because that's where you need lists.
It was all very sweet and wholesome and made me wonder where my real children were.
*This was good, because the temperature was exceptionally low, and my cockles were rather chilled.