Bill 78 was on the homeschooling agenda today. We joined a crowd of people at our local park, made some noise, and returned later to quietly watch as police cars and protestors increased in number, and passers-by added to the din with their whistling, clapping, and cheering. When it got dark and the boys started yawning, I led them home where they opted to sit on our porch while the neighbours and I had a conversation about student debt, Québec politics, media bias, and personal rights and freedoms.
I'm never sure how much of this gets absorbed (heck, I've got the radio on all the time and I always feel uninformed on these important issues). My wish is simply that they grow up to believe, to know, that these things matter.
Dylan's question of the day (while making cookies): "what does the flour do, exactly?"