Monday, February 16, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
I thought I'd make a little blog record of Kate's time with us, so here goes day 1.
On Day 1 Russ left with Cindy Lynn & Mahon for the airport at 4:45. Kate woke up crying for mama and dada at 5. I rocked her for a few minutes and then laid down in bed with her but she never did go back to sleep and therefore neither did I. Finally at 6:15 when she started crying again we got up and watched whale videos on Youtube while I told her that this was what her mom and dad were going to see.
Kate read scriptures with us at 7am,
and learned to play the drum.
She read an old favorite--Brer Rabbit and the Tar Patch
She insisted that her diaper be changed on the rug by the front door.
She shared Jenna's flourless chocolate cake and thought it was pretty good.
In short, she completely charmed us with her cuteness.
She read books before bed with Russ (Papito),
and then had a little tickle time.
And that was the end of Day 1. Thank goodness we survived!
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
This morning I heard Rachel calling to Jenna to come upstairs. A few minutes later I heard chords being strummed on the ukulele, and then a moment after that their two sweet voices singing a song together. They harmonized together for almost half an hour, first one song and then another. I sat down here at the table listening to them and thinking how much I love wonderful moments like this. And then it occurred to me--today, this semester, when they start school at 11, they still have time for this. But next year when they have to leave by 8 and have more homework and still have after school activities, these moments will be much more rare.
I posted about it on facebook, and Alisyn responded:
I thought about this for a while afterwards. Yes, they still can sing together upstairs. No, they won't have nearly as much time for it.
It made me start thinking that time has been one of the things I've loved about homeschooling. I've loved that my kids have had time to be, well, kids. I remember how rushed and stressed we felt that semester that Cindy Lynn was in public school (and riding the bus) in North Carolina. It was such a contrast with the way we felt after. Not to say that we didn't have plenty of problems, because we did. But I loved that my kids had time to play, to be bored, to write plays and make up games and read obsessively and play musical instruments and all of the other things they've had time for.
I've loved the family life that homeschooling has given us. I've loved that my kids have played together and read together and actually really truly spent lots of time together. Our kids are far enough apart in age that had we always been in the regular school system it's possible that they never would have really hung out. Instead, they have (again, for the most part) been wonderful companions. I've loved that instead of the age homogeneity that public school seems to create, my kids have had friends of all ages; both much older and much younger.
I have loved long mornings of reading aloud, game playing, and field trips. I've loved learning things with my kids and having discussions about what we're reading or watching or learning. I've loved seeing them be passionate about things. I've loved getting to know my kids over so many years, day in and day out. I've loved the companionship of sitting on the couch together each reading our own books. I've loved school in PJs and here we are again, having plenty of time to just BE.
I don't know what this next chapter will bring. I wish people would stop telling me why this is a good idea. Obviously I know this is part of Heavenly Father's plan for now, but even as I know that they will have experiences I couldn't or didn't provide, I still have some grief about what I am losing.
Monday, February 2, 2015
I did it. I took my kids off to school at 10:30 this morning (instead of the 1:15 we've done for the last year and a half) and left them there. I almost cried on the way in, but I managed to pull it together. I almost cried again a little while later at Lowes when someone I knew asked me how I was doing, but I didn't. And then I came home, looked around me, and thought--I have never done this before.
I've never been routinely alone in my home before. Never. Cindy Lynn was born the week after I graduated from BYU. When she went to public school for 2.5 years I had Jason and then Jason and Josh at home. There was that one year that I had Friday mornings to myself because Jason carpooled the triplets to their art class, and there have certainly been days here and there, but to look at the next 18 weeks and think that I will be alone from 10:30-3:30 every day, well that is something new.
A week or so after the big public school revelation I made a new post it note on my computer desk top. It was to be a list of all of the things I wanted to do when I had more time, so that when "more time" started happening I would have things to look forward to. It's gotten quite long and will certainly take me more than one semester to do all of the things on it. And it will be a while before I can start anything big--starting next Tuesday I'm going to spend eight days taking care of Kate while Cindy Lynn and Mahon are in Maui. I have a feeling that I'll be tired enough by the time that is over that I'll be ready for some time alone!
Ready for the first day of Language Arts and Social Studies,
showing how they each feel about it.