This may officially label me a dork, but I just wanted to share…
I love homeschooling. I love seeing how far she’s come. I delight in her hack-job cutting showing signs of control. I thrill at her choppy pencil lines taking on greater form. It excites me to hole-punch her work and flip back through two years of building skill.
It’s breathing hope into our upcoming Kindergarten work,
It’s such a delight to sit down with my little blondie and count animals. Or be blown away when she correctly identifies colors and numbers. Things I’ve never formally taught her. Things she has absorbed with a light in her eyes.
I just love homeschooling. I love sitting beside them when the lightbulb turns on. I love overhearing my preschooler educating my toddler because she just can’t help but share her worksheets while I’m transferring laundry.
I love watching the mastery and encouraging the efforts pre-mastery.
I just love the slow mornings… just the three of us. While the babies nap and Big Guy is gone fulfilling the state’s requirement of public schooling.
I just love it.
I really just love it.
The paste and the rice play and the sharpened pencils and the crayons and the worksheets.
Yes, I’m one of those dorks.
And I won’t have it any other way.
What a blessing, indeed!