It may seem strange, but it felt relaxing to sit in the Edmonton bed and breakfast common room and monitor William's homework for much of the day. Travel is not conducive to writing, at least not when you travel in a group. It always feels forced to me. William's main teacher didn't send him homework, but asked that he keep a journal and talk about his travels when he returns. We almost had to put a gun to his head to get him to write a bit each day. As it is, he mostly reported on things we ate. We did very little of the math and social studies that his other teacher gave him. Today is the day for that.
In mid afternoon, we picked up Griffon from his school and took him to Margaret's cousin Frank's for a visit. We don't connect with his family often enough, which is a shame because they are so hospitable.
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