Skyscrapers and Whales

Recently H and I were chatting and I somehow recalled one of the first library books I got out for him after I started home educating.

One was a beautiful book of 100 tallest skyscrapers. The photos were lovely, far more lovely than I had expected and their names were far more varied too. I sat there reading out name after name, city after city, going round the world with it. H had enough after a few, naturally!

Another was all about British wild animals and fish. There were so many whales, I had no idea. That book came with me while I waited in the station car park for T, coming home from his school each day. Again, H didn't need too much of that book either :)

Quite often I thank H for this opportunity to be at home and to be able to read and read. I never expected to have this time with him and on my own when he is busy with other things. I explain that I don't know how long it will last because when he decides he wants to head off to classes here, there and everywhere, or some special sport, then my life will change again.