"Mom, J-Baby wants to start the boxes."
I rubbed my eyes, pushed the button on my phone (precisely 7 a.m.), and murmured my consent before rolling over to grab another 45 minutes of sleep. I was awakened by the sound of clattering wooden swords outside my bedroom window. Box 5 ~ Play with your swords outside. I slipped that one in for J-Baby, who had been disappointed last night that it got dark before he could "practice sword fighting".
The boys made it through all 5 self-guided boxes without asking for help at all because they didn't want to wake me up. They didn't need the cards I made at all.
I am loving the workboxes. Oh, last night I wasn't looking forward to filling them when I had an episode of John Adams waiting for me, along with a mango margarita. But it really didn't take long to fill the boxes and everyday I see that it is worth it. T-Guy knows what to expect, J-Baby isn't overwhelmed, and I can get morning chores down while the boys work through the self-guided boxes.
J-Baby asked, "Can we please have sword fighting in the boxes again tomorrow?" Hmm ... 8 boxes may not be enough.