It’s stopped raining; the sky is blue. But here’s what the street in front of the post office looked like yesterday.

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Emil has fluid on (in?) his right lung and is taking antibiotics. Gotta watch that kid closely when he has a cold.

Everett’s evaluation for school was yesterday morning. He homeschooled this past year, and I gave him his head. In other words, I did not keep him to a strict schedule, nor did I teach him. He had textbooks and some minor guidance gleaned from the curriculum info the school division gave us, and he pretty much did what he wanted.

I worried that it might not be enough, that he didn’t have adequate study habits, that I didn’t oversee him as perhaps I ought, that he’d have to take Grade 6 over again.

But apparently not. The evaluation took less than two hours, and the teacher who gave it had Everett pegged. He saw his strengths and weaknesses as if he’d known the kid forever.

The teacher, who had never met Everett before, called his academic abilities right to the mark. He also observed his personality and what sorts of social problems he might have at school. I recognized these, have been aware of them for years, so I was impressed. And the final pronouncement was that Everett will have no trouble with a Grade 7 courseload.

It wouldn’t have been the end of the world if he’d been held back to do Grade 6 over again, but I am still relieved and pleased that he can move ahead, that I didn’t screw up by doing things the way we did.

Aside from that, we’ve had a wonderful year together, the boy and I. And he’s been happy.

Today we celebrate the end of his school year by going out for lunch and then to the local museum. Which means I’d better get a move on.