When the days are good, they are really good. When the days are hard, they make us search for alternatives.
This is what I said to a new friend at the park last week Friday. We were discussing becoming homeschooling parents and handling the transition. However different the circumstances were that brought us to this place, the statement above was true for both of us. It appears to be true for many homeschooling parents. On this day we both shared some successes and struggles as well as our secret back-up plans: the words we dare not utter to any naysayers otherwise we leave ourselves open to ridicule. Those words, however, in the comfort of a fellow homeschooler, are support. They are the salve to all that leaves us feeling inept and unqualified. When the secrets are shared, the rant is over, it leaves us with even more pride, dedication, and gratitude that we get to be on this journey doing the unthinkable.
Today was a good day:
After our 7-year-old discovered (affliate link) Popular Mechanics For Kids – Season 1 – Episode 1 – Underground on our Amazon Prime (affliate link: Join Amazon Prime – Watch Over 40,000 Movies & TV Shows Anytime – Start Free Trial Now) — he nearly wouldn’t stop watching! The concepts that are explained are done so well and in an entertaining manner. Even though I only had one eye on it, I even learned a few things I didn’t know! It was the perfect way to incorporate television into the morning so I could get caught up on a few things. I think this series is going to be a go-to for us regarding many different topics. Even my 4-year-old was held captive for a bit.
When the 7 year old stole off to his room with a pencil and clipboard to do who-knows-what, I gave him some time (fingers crossed) that he wasn’t getting into something that would turn into a long drawn out process of me cleaning anything up. I’m sick, being selfish and crabby, and just didn’t want to deal with that. When I did finally make it up to his room to see what he was doing I was pleasantly surprised: he created a game for which he was writing out the objective, rules, and directions.
I was nearly giddy with excitement but had to act as if it were no big deal. Sure. He’s writing– and I didn’t ask or instruct him to. When I imagined unschooling, it was moments like this that I daydreamed about. It’s just him doing what he wants to do anyway, in order to create a new way to interact with a toy he already owns. Curious to learn and to take ownership of his learning, and of course, pride in the fact that he created a really cool game to play with his friends.
While he was doing this, the house hummed in harmony, as if magic faerie dust had settled over the house. Our 4 and our 2 year old were pretending to be farm animals, and transformed our living room into a makeshift barn. Laughing. Giggling.
I can’t get over what a really great day it was today.