Surviving East Texas

We're all back from East Texas, and we all survived. The child missed a day of school, though, so I had to write a note explaining the educational value of the trip. As it turns out, I was supposed to write it BEFORE we left, so that he wouldn't have an Unexcused Absence. But I didn't, so he does. I had to write the note anyway, so that he could do his homework.

I enjoyed that note. I hope I get to write a lot more in the years to come. I listed the subjects in which the child had been educated -- history, for instance, (that'd be the Giant Statue of Sam Houston), or entomology (exactly how fast do fire ants move?), cultural studies (the eating of crawdads), archeology (remains of old homestead) -- I had a good time.

And oh, joy, we're allowed to take our knitting on the airplanes now. At least, at the moment we are. Last December, I forgot I'd brought my lovely embroidery scissors along (I was working a Fair Isle -- Starmore's "Mardi Gras"), and those got confiscated. But the knitting survived, though it got mauled around some. And this trip, I even had long lethal looking Addi Turbos. Made people nervous. But I got on board.

(That was the knitting content for the day).