I’ve been working, working, working for weeks, trying to get everyone’s lessons organized for the whole year because I know myself, and I know if I don’t do it now, it’ll never get done. Brenna and Delaney are completely ready to go. The rest are scheduled out for at least half a year in all subjects, and all of the year in some subjects. I had hoped to be all done by now, but I’ve been working at this around all the rest of the work and activities. I’ve actually done really well, and I will finish it all by the end of the month.
Now, we just have to tidy up the last few corners of the school room, sharpen the pencils, and lay out fresh textbooks and notebooks and novels. The children love the first day of school, and have been very much looking forward to this. Me, too, actually. Even though this homeschooling business is a lot of work.
A few weeks ago, we attended a Knights of Columbus Officer Installation Mass. Tommy was perfectly well behaved throughout the Mass, because, of course, he knows how to behave at Mass. But afterwards, during the speeches and acceptances and blessings, he started to get a little restless. Not disruptive, but… mischievous, shall we say? A very loud yawn. A dash across the aisle to hug his Godmother. Whispers, at varied degrees of quietness, of, “Are they done yet?” He kept the folks around us entertained, at least.
At the dinner afterward, a woman we hadn’t met before walked up to me and asked, “Do you homeschool?”
“Yes, we do!” I answered with a smile.
“I thought so!” she said. “We watched your family all through Mass, and you just don’t get relationships like that if you aren’t homeschooling.”
And I think that’s true. These children are each other’s best friends, and we all do our best to honor and respect each other, no matter our ages. We genuinely enjoy each other’s company, and none of us can stand to be parted for long. My teens are in no hurry to go, and my little ones plan to stay here forever.
It’s not perfect, of course. We sometimes get on each other’s nerves and there are almost always crumbs on my floor, but it’s as close to perfect as it gets.
So, yes, homeschooling is a lot of work. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.