Just another manic Monday

Mondays are our longest days: writing, spelling and grammar for Faith, stories and poetry for both of them, plus Monday is grocery day. We didn't get around to "How Turtles Got Their Shells" and Robert Louis Stevenson today, honestly, before I had to start dinner (and then there was a new "Chuck" and a new "Castle" tonight). They've been shunted onto Wednesday, which is usually our shortest day: music and art. Literature is an art, anyway, right?