School has not gone according to plans this week. We're on week two and still doing school until 7-8:00 each night. My goals in homeschooling are to teach them to love the Lord their God with all their hearts, all their strength, and all their minds. Following these in importance, my goal is to teach them to love learning. One doesn't love learning if one is doing NOTHING but learning. One also isn't growing, contributing, or even actually learning anything at all if school is all that one does. One also begins to talk like Yoda when using the word "one" too much one does.
I have no idea how school is taking so long. On paper, it looks great. There are a few extra subjects this year. Old subjects are harder this year. And I am slower to help with assignments since I'm teaching the girls full classes. I decided last night to give them Friday off and today I set out to pull out the workboxes that made our lives wonderful last year. These certainly help with keeping the schedule flowing better. Even then, I was unsure how I would fit everything in. I had so many perfect plans for the year, yet not enough slots in the schedule to place them.
When labeling a new folder for a new subject (literary analysis,) I saw that the title was too long, so I abbreviated. It was at the moment that I wrote the words "Lit Anal" that it hit me: Yeah, anal. That description fits my stack of lesson plans. Maybe the perfect curriculum isn't actually perfect for us. Maybe I'm expecting too much.
I walked away from the workboxes to ponder and relax. Does a high school student really need grammar and literary analysis. Wouldn't one be sufficient? And spelling - true, his spelling needs work, but perhaps we could drop the spelling program and just incorporate the words he was working on in his reports and essays. My rebellious thoughts considered throwing it all off and just immersing ourselves in good books. The daring idea gave me hope.
And then I checked in on my facebook page. Wait, no, that's my eldest's facebook page. He didn't log out. I checked his account activity and saw that he had left a comment on a friend's photo. It said, "what on earth. were where you."
I....wha....huh??? No caps. The punctuation?? Were WHERE you??? Where did I go wrong?
So, yeah, not dropping grammar.
Maybe I can drop lunch. It just messes up the kitchen anyway.