Schooldays, Personal Tranparency, and HS Socialization

Brace yourself, this is a long one. I haven’t said much about our schooling.  Mondays we unschool, because that is Dad’s day off and our family day. Tuesdays we have compulsory education and usually, corporeal punishment.  There is just something about the first day of the school week. We have high anxiety math for one student, and high anxiety spelling for another one, but with only four weeks to go, I think those two might live through the school year And me, too!  Wednesday through Saturday are usually okay. We get up somewhere between 7:00 and 7:30, start school hopefully by 9:00, with Bible, breakfast, and chores done first, in that order. No Bible, no breakfast, that's the rule.

 

Somehow one of my girls is usually done with all her school work in less than an hour, which means she needs more work to do! That is, unless we have the high-anxiety math fit, which adds another two hours or so. Another one is very easily distracted and she can drag it out for the entire day, until it is late in the afternoon and her music practice isn’t done, and she is crying because she doesn’t have any “free time”.  The third one is my quiet one.  Very quiet, unless she is pitching a fit. And you thought I was representing a perfect, godly family! Ha ha, I fooled you with my “digital blogography”.  Or is that "digital blotography"?  Or maybe, "digital blogtography"?? (Well, it is something akin to digital photography! Will post on that sometime.) Number four is the one teaching ME, I hope.  Teaching me grace, patience, selflessness, kindness, compassion, etc.  Apparently I didn’t learn these well enough with the first three teachers, so God gave me another one.  And I have loved every one of my teachers!  What a blessing!  Do you want to hear what my "baby" taught me Friday?  I’ll tell you anyway.

 

I was getting ready for a ladies’ meeting at church, in which I was to give the devotions.  Before the meeting began, I was in the auditorium, in the dark, on my knees at the altar, begging God to rescue me. Emily, my three year old, came in quietly and knelt beside me.  After a couple minutes she said, “Mom. Are you okay?” I assured her I was fine, but the thought that went through my mind was this child does not see me pray often enough!!!

 

So anyway, that is our schooling.  It’s not very exciting.  We don’t go on many field trips, but we do get together with some other homeschool moms and kids once or twice a month for park day, which is great. For Presidents’ Day each child gave a one-minute presentation on a U.S. President, and then we had a little social time.  Four dads showed up, including the chief gem here, and that was really great! We are also doing a science day with short, simple experiments/demos, and a family heritage social, in which each child will tell something about their ancestors.  We are going to be out of town that day, and that is too bad, because we like to brag about the fact that we are related to Daniel Boone, the Wright brothers, and one of the queens of Sweden! The last event of the year is supposed to be a music/talent recital, planned by yours truly.  It’s all very low key, and fun.  We are discussing organizing the group, but personally I prefer to stay “underground”

 

Well, I talk too much. I’m looking forward to seeing all your dots on my cluster map.  Thanks for reading again!