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First, let me clarify. I genuinely enjoy homeschooling. The planning and organization can, yes, be a tad overwhelming. Nevertheless, they fall in the sweet spot of my wheelhouse.  I look ahead. It's what I do. In March 2014, I was already planning our whole 2015-2016 academic year.  It is January now, we are about half way through the year and my brain can't help but skip ahead to July and August when my little school will house a 5th grader, KINDERGARTNER, and a 4 year old. It's what I do.  Before you write me off as crazy, I would like to point out that I don't hash out every detail. The farther away I am from an event, the broader my brush strokes. At the start of the year I catch the flavor, figure out our direction. In March-April-May I start making decisions and buying curriculum. By the time our academic year starts in July I have a pretty good birds eye view of what we're going to cover.  Since this is our second year of preschool (and next year will be ou

He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young. Isaiah 40:11 (NIV)  I can't help but chuckle over the tender ways God deals with me.  It is not easy to describe what has been going on in my heart and head, but I suppose the best way is to say that so many of my dreams have come true or changed that I don't quite know what to dream about anymore. I know that sounds ridiculously hopeless which is not at all how I mean it because I know I have so much life to look forward to. I guess it's just in the vein of personal development...soul nourishment...what is my place outside of wife and mother?  I could go into a lot more detail here, but for now I think I'll leave it and just say that I have questions and I've been seeking the Lord about them. So then there is Grayson. Sweet, tenacious, four year old, control-freak Grayson. All of my children like plans, but Grayso

As a child January always felt bleak - cold and barren compared to the warmth and bustle of the Christmas season. Now as an adult, a mom, and a teacher it feels like the perfect fresh start. Phase One of the restoration promised with the redemption of Advent. Perfect time to take stock, evaluate growth, and set goals. Personally I am working through a bit of a "who am I?" crisis of the soul, but that is not the topic of this blog.  I started this academic year with much excitement, lots of very detailed plans, and (I think) pretty realistic expectations. As I examine our Fall and Holiday terms, I find myself over the moon pleased with how things have gone. I think maybe the Lord (who has very much been the leader of this little endeavor!) allowed things to progress smoothly. Maybe he knew I would need validation or maybe he's giving me some good memories to hold on to when things get difficult down the road. Or maybe it's true that peace is a natural byproduct of or

October 24, 2015 We have officially completed our Fall Term* of the 2015-2016 Academic Year! (Loud cheers and confetti!) *Explanation: During my planning at the beginning of the year I broke the academic year (July 1-June30) into six terms. They are all approximately six weeks with breaks falling when we need them to and around holidays, etc. I use this as a very flexible guide to keep me on track, mostly for those days when I just don't "feel" like doing school. I know we have some wiggle room available, and the idea of doing school in June (yuck!) is usually enough motivation to persevere.  To date we have logged 73 of our required 180 days. I saw a discussion recently on what "counts" as a school day, especially when such a big part of our educational goals has to do with character and life skills. Do I count the hour my nine year old learned how to do laundry as school? What about the random discussion we had about Bhutan after church? Geography? Check