We had a plan to start school on September 10.
The idea was that the public school kids go back on the 4th, so we’d have a whole week of watching the bus go by while we lounged in our PJs and said, “nah, nah, nah, nah, na-na.”
The reality worked out a little differently.
We had a VERY busy summer. After the first week of August, all of our summer activities ended and we had a few weeks of lovely, quiet down-time. There were whole days where we never got dressed or left the house.
I was loving it!
Sweet Hippie Daughter was too…. for the first week. Then she started whining and complaining and crying and generally making life difficult for all of us.
If I heard, “I’m bored!” (you have to imagine it in high-pitched whiney 7-year-old voice for the maximum effect) one more time somebody was going to GET IT!
We needed some structure in our world, so school started earlier than planned.
Homeschool is all about being flexible, right?
So today the learning officially begins for my big 3rd grader.
And for me, too.
In the last few weeks of preparation, and on the first day, so far, I’ve learned…
1) Despite graduating high school with a “B” average and finishing 5 years of graduate work including classes as varied as Probability and Statistics, American Diplomatic History, Theater, and New Testament Exegesis, and living a fairly content & reasonably successful adult life, I can’t meet all of the Michigan State Grade Level Expectations in math, science or language arts. I guess I’ll learn something this year too. (Who comes up with this stuff anyway?!)
2) Despite the fact that I’ve always considered myself an involved parent, the reality is that I really have no idea what my daughter knows how to do. There is going to have to be an assessment period where I figure it out.
3) My girl is quick to say, “I give up! I can’t do it.” I already knew this, but didn’t realize the extent of the problem. Already those two phrases have been officially banned. “I’m having a hard time, will you please help me?” is perfectly acceptable.
4) In homeschool, learning starts before the books open. Today’s first lesson was about cooking your own oatmeal for breakfast. If it was a “regular” school day I would have had breakfast ready when she woke up because of the time constraints. I love that we had the chance to giggle together in the kitchen this morning without worrying about the bus schedule!
5) We give a lot of hugs and words of encouragement in our house. Homeschool amplifies this by a zillion or so. Our day is a constant, “You can do it! I believe in you! You’re so smart! I’m so proud of you!” stream of words and love. It’s my absolute most favorite part so far.
6) It won’t all be tip-toeing through the tulips. It was (literally) 12 minutes into lesson #1 when the first melt down started. Thankfully, when I pointed this out, the meltee in question fell into a fit of giggles. Crisis averted. For now.
7) I’m happy with our choice. You know… so far. After, like, 6 hours or something.
And so there it is! We are officially open for business. It’s going to be a great year, full of fun, challenges and learning for all of us. What more can a girl ask for from life?