May: May is quite possibly the hardest month of the year. In the last week one child has sprayed the curtains and carpets with sickness, one has a Cleopatra project, one has a Tennessee history project, and one has a Fibonacci unit to complete with original photographs. Add in work, dentist appointments, and baseball and I just need all the things to stop. And yet, summer is on the way, in transit as we speak. Hurry Summer, hurry!
