la vida en Puerto Rico: Everyday Life

Bueno! This is the standard Puerto Rican greeting; a shorthand version of what we are use to in Texas, being so close to Mexico. Just like the different dialects of english spoken by American's (in the north, south, midwest), spanish speaking countries (islands/territories) each have their own. Because we are in a tourist area, we are are faring well with communication, even if it is in broken form. Hunter, however, is learning a bit more spanish because he stays in the very middle of the island where there is less english spoken, and the fact that he lives with spanish speaking boys 4 days a week. He comes home knowing a little more each week.
~This week finds us settling in to a daily routine with our home schooling and afternoon activity. Naomi has really taken off with her online learning, needing almost no input from me at all. She will certainly know how to navigate her way through college course work and university related communications, as the program we are using is set up in much the same way. Although she has direct communication with her teachers in each class, I keep records of her learning and must sign off on her course work as her "learning coach". She is usually done by noon each day, while Wyatt's lessons take us into the early afternoon. Being all boy, and nine years old, it is a challenge to keep him focused as we switch from subject to subject. However, he is enjoying the material he is learning, and I am blessed to be given this time of teaching and learning with my third son, in the same way I had it with my first two. We are able to speak about the invertabraes he is learning about in science as we walk down the sidewalks in the afternoons and evenings, and recall the story he read in literature with either myself or my mother. However, todays big lesson was not even planned. I wondered where my little pupil went when I got up to call him back to our "school room" only to find him next to his grandmother with a peice of cloth and needle in hand. "Look mom, Nanny's teaching me how to stitch." Priceless moments that pass all too fast. All of our days, yours and mine, are full of them. I'm finding more and more of these moments to treasure in our slower pace of living and realizing more and more God's greater purpose in allowing this time with my mother and children.
~I wish I had more to report on Hunter and his baseball. At this point, I drop him off after dark on Sunday evenings and he comes out to meet me on Thursday afternoons. We are waiting to see a baseball game in our area and will send photos as soon as we get to some.

Praying for the wildfires and all our fellow Texans!
Good night to the sounds of the coqui~ j.