Home School at My House

Here is my kindergarten schedule for this year:

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday
0900-0915	Bible Character Trait	Bible	Bible	Bible	Bible Character Review
0915-0930	Math	Writing	Math	Writing	Math
0930-0945	PE	Dance	PE	Dance	PE
0945-1000	Reading	Reading	Reading	Reading	Reading
1000-1015	Reading	Reading	Reading	Reading	Reading
1015-1030	Music	Art	History, Biography	Music	Art
1030-1045	Spelling	Science	Geography	Science	Spelling
1045-1100	Foreign Language	First Aid, Safety, or Fire Prevention	Foreign Language	Hand work	Foreign Language

Here is my reality:

(taken from a text conversation with my husband this very morning)

Me: N's first attempt at handwriting today. Pray for his teacher

Now his elbows itch. Mercy.

Dr. N, this text is notice of my resignation as head instructor, effective immediately. I am no longer able to meet the high educational standards of the N Family Academy. Furthermore, with "satisfaction" being my only income I find myself woefully impoverished today. I give you hearty encouragement as you search out my replacement.

My Man: Resignation denied. Not accepted. If at first you don't succeed. . . .pray more.

No, no, I quit.

One assignment in a whole curriculum does not constitute failure.

He had about 15 minutes worth of worksheets today. 2 hours later, we're still not done. Don't think we're going to make it to the store today.

Failing to go to the grocery store is different issue. Perhaps the ad should be for a housekeeper not a teacher. :)

The punk just aced reading an analog clock, adding, subtracting & spelling. 100% on all of them. He makes me insane and happy all at the same time. 

I would absolutely accept a housekeeper. Speaking of which, when are you coming home? 

Eventually

Was it T's elbow itching?

No, N's. 

Hmmm

He was just stalling.

He also said his fingers hurt after about 2 minutes of handwriting. The dawdle king has identified his least favorite subject & does what he can to avoid it.

Sly

N just asked for a cat. When I said no he asked for a dog. When I told him no he said, "How about an elephant?" I said we would see.

But if we get an elephant we might inherit a nest of birds. 

*Please see There's a Bird on Your Head by Mo Willems to understand this reference*

LOL!

And now, I'm going to take a nap. . . 

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Withdrawn

Withdrawn
1. removed from contact, circulation, etc.
2. reticent, quiet, reserved, detached
3. me

Obviously.

I haven't blogged in four months. It's not just you, though. I've withdrawn from almost everybody. My rather thin journal still has empty pages in it. The first entry records my thoughts from October 30, 2009. An inch-thick booklet of my musings remains unfilled after almost four years. A week or so ago I asked my husband how he felt I had changed in the year since our move. One of the things he mentioned was that I am more quiet. I share less of my thoughts and feelings.

Speaking of my man: though I have withdrawn from most of the world, I do continue to live up close and personal with three particular dudes. Since my silence has left you image-less as well as wordless, here are some recent pictures of the faces I get to see and love and smile at each day.

Now who in their right mind could not love these guys? (I am hoping to distract you by showing you my men.)

I've backspaced this paragraph a few times, because I still don't feel like talking. But this post has been tumbling around my mind for awhile. Hopefully I can get it out and go back to my simple silence.  

I think one of the main reasons why I have slipped into silence is because there is no one to talk to. Not about things that fill my heart and mind. Sure, I get to talk about sandboxes, and screen time and fighting bad guys all day. But those are the things that captivate my children, not me. 

I can't decide if this quiet is a good thing, or not. My mouth has gotten me in trouble many times throughout the years. I find myself regretting my words less often now. That's a good thing. However, I do feel my heart growing distant, as well. Despite deep loneliness, at times I want to sever the few friendships that remain. That would not be good.

To be quite honest, the only reason I am sharing now is because I dread going back to look at the Core Curriculum Standards for kindergarten. I am working on my school goals for the 2013-2014 year. After dragging myself through language arts I knew I could not tackle mathematics without a break. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Maybe. Depends on how this whole withdrawn-thing shakes out.

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