Until I told him that spies use secret codes to send messages to people, and that he should find a spot in the house that he would use to crack a code if he were a spy.
He was all over it and made a break for the "tunnel" behind our couch. He quickly decoded the message, wrote it, and ran out excitedly waving it in the air. It was definitely a triumph, and the fact that we had the option for him to go find a comfy spot and just enjoy himself is one of the many reasons I love homeschooling him.
Now, don't get me wrong. We still had a ROUGH time with motivation on the rest of his work, but we both made it out alive.
|Secret message? Check. Tunnel? Check. Flashlight? Check. A master spy in the making.|