Maybe you contemplate the pro’s and con’s of a decision, but I focus on the good, the bad, and the ugly. There’s always the ugly, don’t ever forget that.
While standing online in McDonald’s, a wise stranger once told me, “Everyplace has their pretty, my dear.” Truer words have rarely been spoken, especially in McDonald’s, and I left with more than one nugget that day; however, where there’s pretty, there’s ugly. Sometimes it’s a like a mirrored reflection. If someplace has some real good pretty, the ugly is pretty darn ugly.
We have completed four full weeks of homeschooling and I’ve taken note of the good, the bad, and the ugly. Since everyone in my neighborhood, including the librarian, is curious to see the outcome of this homeschooling decision, I figured you guys may also be curious. I know I’ve received a few emails from women who are on the fence about homeschooling their own children. These homeschool updates are going to be snippets of reality. I don’t want to romanticize teaching your kids their multiplication tables. It’s not all fun and games. Sometimes I they whine a lot.
Today will be the good, tomorrow the bad, and the ugly…well, that’s me in the morning when we get started. I still have coffee in my hand, socks and flip-flops on my feet, and crust in my eyes. If you pop in before lunch, try your best to ignore my appearance. The good news is you don’t need to dress-up to visit.
Morning are chilly now. Go ahead, turn me in to the fashion police. Stacy and Clinton, bring it on!
Filling my children’s heads with useless information has become my full-time job. I’m suddenly consumed with the importance of knowing that a mammal’s jaw cannot only move up and down, but it also moves side-to-side, unlike non-mammals. I am second guessing everything I learned in math, and one morning I woke up thinking that making paper mache ancient Egyptian cat gods would be a grand idea.
I’ve also made my son regret the day he complained that school was too easy. While working word problems, I’ve seen the proverbial light bulb come on in my daughter’s head. As much as my son complains about science, he is constantly spouting off new facts about cells, bones, and DNA. My daughter has done well on her history tests, although I am convinced she does not pay one lick of attention when I am talking. Both children have experienced the joy of the prize box, rewards for 100’s, but they have also realized the disappointment of thinking they already know it all and don’t really need to study.
The good is academic. When a mother and two kids set their minds to learning, much can be accomplished in a day. The good is flexibility. Nobody misses a lesson because of a doctor’s appointment. The good is seeing your children learn and grow, introducing them to new concepts, philosophies, and ways of thinking. The good is the bond I don’t think you can help but build with your children.
Oh, and if you need a recipe for edible cells, let me know!