I am teaching weaving... I just can't help myself!

I have a confession. It's been two weeks since we were in school, no big deal right? Summer is three months long, sometimes Christmas break is two weeks... This whole social distancing isolation thing is a psychological head mess. World wide folks, we are in this together. But, you already know that.. About two days ago, I rebooted our dining room table. I pulled all the art supplies I had for my kids out of the corner and plopped it in the center. I have make the paper more accessible. I dug some canvases out. I confess, I am addicted to teaching. I am addicted to teaching art, I am addicted to teaching weaving. In the past two days my kids have painted and wove. Even though it is met with grumbling and prying them off of a glowing screen in multiple forms. Shaking them out of the dazed stare, of watching vampire diaries, zombie apocalypses, or video gamers gaming.. It's so vital to our well being. Believe me, it's been a whirlwind of reaction and emotion. I have my coursework, my commitments, I have woven work on looms, I have drawings to be completed. As I finally caught a breath with the drastic and sudden change to my life and schedule, able to get a grasp of what the next coming weeks *might* look like for me, the kids routines, or lack thereof needed a serious overhaul. Here begins the journey of art with mom, again, just like old times.