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    The Pop of the Bubble

    It’s amazing what you find out about your children when you homeschool them. For me, it’s like cutting off the layers of dusty bubble wrap, to find the fragile, but beautiful treasure underneath. Last week, the boys wrote introduction speeches about themselves, to present them to their class. In our classroom at home we did a practice run. The boys stood at the front of the room, Nicklaus cleared his throat professionally, before presenting his speech to Christian and I. It went something like this: “I am 6 years old in the 11th grade, oh, I mean, I am 11 years old in the sixth grade. As you can see,…

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    The Dark Waters of Homeschooling:

    Jay (my husband) and I snorkel when we go to the islands. Each time, before plunging into the water, I mentally will myself to jump off the boat. Not for fear of what’s in the water, for that’s the reward of my endeavor, but I am slightly claustrophobic. Mentally, I have to calm my breathing, so I can enjoy the beauty under the surface. Before long, I am swimming alongside the barracudas without any fear. I mention this only because, I have begun to feel claustrophobic in homeschooling…already. This is a normal trend for me, whenever I give up freedom. I jump into water with both feet and decide to…

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    Meet the Teacher!

    Meet the Teacher: Aware of my plans to homeschool, some family and friends giggled, when I announced we had a “meet the teacher” day for the homeschool. It took a minute to understand why they found it amusing. I imagine now they pictured me lining up my children and ringing a bell. “Class, the bell has rung, please go to the science lab.”
 “Where’s the science lab Momma?” “Kitchen! Get to the kitchen before the late bell rings!”
 I sprint past them down the stairs, and jump into a lab coat. “Welcome to science, my name is…” You get the picture. I had forgotten to explain, my children were in…

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    For the Love of Cotton:

    Today, was uniform day. Most mom’s probably enjoy the idea of putting their young men in crisp polyester, but not me. I know this must sound shallow, but all I could imagine is hot sticky, chaffed, skin, and stiff walking boys.  I am trying to understand the reasoning behind the polyester. I have asked around and heard everything from, “holds up nicely, never wear out.” to “they don’t wrinkle if left in the dryer.” These homeschooling moms are a practical bunch, and I agree with their responses. These pants couldn’t wear out, if you dragged them behind an 18 wheeler down I-95. The fabric’s thick, but for an added bonus,…

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    In the Beginning

    The decision to homeschool my children did not come naturally for me. The truth be told, I’m a Mom who likes the spontaneity of summer with my children, but equally enjoys the first day of school, when I return them to their educators and structure. Just the word “homeschool” alone, caused a gasp to escape my lips, often followed up by “I could never do that.” I’ve learned to be careful, what I say I could never do. For today, at forty years young, I sit in the lobby, waiting for my nine year old to finish a placement test, for a private homeschool program. My autumn beholds my children…