Life In the Walker House

For all of you who care, here is a description of how life is going in the house I live at.

In the morning, we read scriptures, then Clarissa and William laze around for a while, and then hurriedly get ready for high school and manage to get out the door somewhat on time, usually half-dressed. I leave for the long bus ride to school.

Daniel leaves for school, Mom leaves for her walk. Mom has substituted taught a few times, and comes home with the stories about the girl who starts screaming in the middle of class and the school psychologist has to come in. The school psychologist happens to be my friend's mom, which is sort of random. But she does enjoy it. Dad goes to work, does scout and other church stuff, and frankly, I'm not sure what else. I see him around.

Clarissa and William never come home from school, involved in their various pursuits of either basketball and drama, but not both. Imagine Clarissa playing basketball, and William doing costumes and stage managing for an upcoming musical. Doesn't work out so well.

I suppose Daniel is enjoying school. He doesn't complain and comes home with funny books that everyone else takes and reads and finishes before he gets a chance to. . .

On Monday we get an email from Emily and on Wednesday we hear from Ben. They are both doing good.

And then there is Liz up in Logan. She calls on rare occasion. Her life is being taken up with weeds and a guy.

And that's life in our house. I enjoy it.