My late night blogging sessions have abruptly ended, due to school. Yes school. I dread school. Like, really dread it. The free spirit in me loves the lazy days of summer, whit no schedules, no homework, late nights and late mornings. But alas, the children must be schooled and so like a million other families we are slaves to the time constraints set up by the all mighty school district. I have a high schooler now, which means my days start at the horrible hour of 5:30 am, this will be my reality for the next 20 years as each of my children march through the system, I pray for my sanity and the health of my family, as I do not do mornings well.
I’m really not as put out by it all as I sound. There is something nice and familiar about the rhythms of the fall and winter with children off to school it means family breakfast and dinners, cool evenings, harvest time. I’ve found a harpy medium in regards to my need for structor and the longing of my free spirit. The teenagers go to public school and my little ones stay home to be educated with my guidance. For our family this works best, I like the opportunities afforded my older children by the school system, things that I cannot provide. I also enjoy the freedoms I have with and for my younger children who are not strapped with seven hour days and hours of homework at night, I feel like I am giving them the gift of childhood. I know this set up doesn’t work for every family and I am so thankful for the choices we have in education and the freedom to exercise those choices.
Please forgive my typos, I did this post on my iPad and it’s a bit harder to proof read and edit. (I know what you are all thinking….this woman who can’t even spell “with” is home educating her children! Pray for my children’s minds that they might be sharper than the genes given them)
not a soul will say anything about that ’cause we can all read through it. way to go.
I appreciate that you blog regularly, which I find extremely hard to do, and which would be ten times harder if every post had to be perfect. 🙂
Your kids are so lucky! I wish I had been home-schooled. I cried every morning of kindergarten and half the year of first grade. I was so used to being at home with my family where I felt secure.