We had a nearly-whole-family casting over zoom for a independent movie short this morning at 8am. We went one after the other, the three children and me. I thought they asked kind of stupid questions, and didn't know how to engage the kids very well, so they didn't get a clear picture of our actual abilities. After asking us about our hobbies they asked us to do a short bit of improvisation. Unfortunately, that's not a skill any of us has honed at all, but also, strangely, technically, it's not a skill that's required for them, since they already have a finished script.
Made broccoli soup which was unpopular with everyone except
me and brian. everyone else just made themselves toasted bread and cheese. oh well.
I did a LOT of reading, pretty much the entire "Frier and Elisabeth" that I had received from the author Elisabeth Hamilton Friermood's descendants as background information for my wikipedia article, and I think as a bit of a thank you for doing the research in the first place.
Also read Felicitas Muche's "goldene harfe" to felix, sitting snuggly by the heater together - it was a lovely little fairytale which extolled the importance of each of the 7 notes of the musical major scale.
Finally, we had a family meeting (a in the evening, sandwiched between practicing la tricotea, on which we sound pretty great in three part harmony. The news came in that the lockdown is continuing for yet another week, which means more so-called "home schooling".
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| photobombing the bass sectional |
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| a bit of duolingo ... ...i can't tell from the expressions if its spanish or french that they are trying to learn here |
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