This morning was interesting. The dynamics of our homeschool day changed dramatically this year. We now have three fulltime students. There’s a part of me that feels like we are back in a comfortable groove. It’s just another day of homeschooling. There’s a very real part of me that feels like we are back on day one of year one. Balancing the diverse needs of a high school freshman, a third grader, and a special needs first grader is challenging, harried, spastic, fun, and loud. We started our day with a prayer for patience and guidance and cooperation, but I’m not certain the children understood that it was meant for them, too, since the 14 year old boy who can cook for himself over an open campfire and sleep comfortably in a snow bank and throw a tomahawk twelve feet and hit a playing card nailed to a tree stump had a near meltdown over the rules for hide-n-seek with his younger brother while they took a short break from studies.These things still baffle me. In fact, there is a lot about homeschooling that still baffles me, but instead of asking why, I think I will just accept that it is. Life is easier that way.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Some Days It's Easier Not to Ask "Why?"
The first day of school did not start with the traditional “First Day of School” song, a song with no discernable melody that The Boss and I boisterously sang while clanging pan lids and pounding on toy drums to wake-up our children. We broke with a seven year tradition and gently roused our young learners. They began their day with a prayer and a breakfast of pancakes with bacon. Naturally, the girl asked for noodles, because a day without Ramen is a day not worth living.