Cana
I belong to a local homeschool group and as much as we chat about our days, most homeschool parents only have a vague idea of what goes on in someone else's home.   I know in the begining I was desperate to know what a normal day looked like.  I would search online and talk to other parents, but the answers were always vague.  I understand it now.  No two days are alike, so what is average?  Parents tend to speak more in ideals, what does their ideal day look like.  The challenge here for newcomers is that this can make homeschool seem pretty intimidating and their own "normal" days seem like disasters.

We use a weekly planner despite the fact it has never been exactly followed.  It is like my menu plan, which I have trouble following as well.  It has suggested meals that I have all the ingredients for, but if something comes up, we're having something else for dinner.  Our weekly planner allows me so see what we need to get in and how far we are from reaching our goals, but it allows me to react to the world around us and learn from challenges and changes.  Something I want my kids to know how to do.  So, as usual in homeschool, everything turns into a lesson.  It also helps me to not go too far off track, my goal is always in sight.

So here is what this weeks ideal plan looks like now, on Monday, fresh and lovely.  Most things will be accomplished and the general timeline will be used, but things will happen, changes will be made.  Most important of all, learning will occur.


So then, what does a normal day look like?  It is real, flawed, chaotic and sometimes beautiful.  Sometimes the kids dawdle, my house looks like a tornado passed through, I wonder if they're learning, everyone gets frustrated, all the sudden it's time for lunch and no "learning" has occurred, a discovery is made, kindness is shown, family is strengthened, someone finds their passion, a difficult lesson is learned...
Cana

Well the first birthday celebration for Brent was yesterday.  It was his actual birthday and we had a quiet celebration at home.  He has been requesting a Herfy's dinner for a few months now, so that is what he got.  Later this week we will have cupcakes and a piƱata at the homeschool park day.  Next Sunday he is having a party at the park with some of his friends.  They will be playing flag football.  Brent got a Nerf Compound Bow, and it shoots pretty far and hard.  Callie isn't so thrilled with the gift.  She is a popular target.




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Sometimes I wonder if Park Day is really for the kids.  Staying home now wasn't like when the kids were younger.  I was fairly isolated and us moms would have get-togethers just to hear the sound of a voice over the age of 4 and a conversation about something other than Blue's Clues.  Now I can come and go pretty much as I please, so the desperation is gone.  Yet this week the kids weren't getting their chores done and I was worried we were going to miss park day.  Since it isn't the social interaction that I'm craving, and the kids have plenty of friends, I realized it must be the shared reality of teaching our kids at home.  Talking to people who share my experience and understand what my day really looks like.  I think it must be like that for the kids too.  They have friends that attend school as well, but there must be an understanding between them and their homeschooled friends.  So I guess it is for all of us.  I make it a priority for us; it is more than just going to the park.



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It makes me laugh how JB falls asleep on Callie.  We needed to go to gymnastics, but he was completely out.  We have rules about moving cats.  Luckily he awoke just in time.

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Cana
This week has had one surprise after another.  As well planned as our schedule was, it was no match for the challenges that came up this week.  Life happens, and in the middle of homeschool a lot of life happens.  I remind myself that not only are my kids getting an excellent education, they are learning to deal calmly with the chaos that life sends their way.  I'm still learning this little lesson myself.