Friday, October 21, 2011
These are the things I love.
In no particular order, I love . . .
Frost on picnic tables.
Chocolate cake. Made by moi.
Silly Christmas card photo outtakes.
Bedtime stories.
Cilantro. I could chew it like gum.
Chai tea . . . and lots of it.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
And now we are homeschooling.
Almost an entire month has passed since I've posted anything and I am sorry about that.
I know I've kept my faithful blog readers on pins and needles - all 3 of you.
Well, we've been really busy. We decided to that it was time to start homeschooling.
All I can say is, thank goodness Nate is doing the math. In fact, when we were still thinking about making this transition from public school to school at home, Viggo was quite verbal in letting all of us know that his mother was not to teach him math.
So he has math with Mr. Weeks instead.
Math is the only subject that I allow Viggo to wear pajamas to.
Even if I can keep the girls occupied for 15 minutes while I help Viggo, I consider that a win.
He usually says this when we're at a park or doing something that he considers to be really exciting in the middle of the day.
I think what is most rewarding is just having Viggo at home. He is able to spend more time reading, more time playing games with me, and more time in the field catching dozens of butterflies and grasshoppers. We went to the zoo yesterday - just because we could. No school schedule to work around.
What really blew me away was when I went to the district office to submit our paperwork to the superintendent, declaring homeschooling. I had pictured this moment as handing off the paper to a faceless secretary and just getting it over with. Instead, I walked into the building with the girls and ran right into the superintendent, whom Nate and I both have a lot of respect for. He asked me how he could help me and I quickly explained our situation and why we were homeschooling Viggo. I said, "I'm so sorry. But we just feel this is the best thing for our son." Nate and I really do like this school district, and I didn't want anyone to take this personally. And the superintendent said, "Please, Mrs. Weeks - I don't want ever want to hear a parent apologize for doing the best thing for their child." He took our paperwork and said he would personally take care of it. (And then he talked with Svea and Elin and confirmed that yes, Elin's dress was extremely pretty.)
Viggo's teacher told me if I ever needed any help or resource advice, to let her know. I was blown away by how kind and gracious these individuals were - and so thankful! I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was more than impressed by the kind reaction to our decision.
So we'll keep you posted on how this is going! We are really excited about this new direction our family is taking.
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