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I would describe our homeschool schedule as...erratic. I tried for a more consistent schedule at the first of this year, but it’s truly hard balancing everything we like to do and school must-dos. Friday, I took time to refill some feed tubs before coming back in after chores. My youngest had gone in ahead of me and I was pleased to see she did get started on her math while I was out, sometimes I never know what she’ll do without my instruction. She was piddling around as I finished washing up milking equipment, so that prompted me to ask how math was going. She brought me her papers and said she needed help, I could plainly see that she wrote “help” on several areas of her paper, along with drawing what appeared to be an angry bunny. After telling her to please come tell me when she needs help, I told her I needed a little bit more time before I could sit and help her, so she could help me by skimming some cream off of a couple jars of milk while she waited on me. I wasn’t gone from the kitchen but for maybe two minutes, when I came back in, the jars still sat untouched with their cream tops and my youngest was gone. I hollered for her, nothing. Hollered again, but louder, still no reply. My son wandered in, and I asked if he knew where she went, nope. Even though neither of us heard her go out, she must’ve been outside. I went to the back door and instantly saw the reason she wasn’t in the kitchen where she should be. She was just leaving the barn with Pistachio the baby goat in her arms and was grinning wide as she approached the house. She came in, set the goat on the kitchen floor and began skimming and giggling while watching Pistachio mosey around the room. Needless to say, we didn’t get math started right after the skimming was done, but we got in some goat play time, and that is definitely worth putting math off for.