Homeschooling certainly has it's fine points and challenges. As I've researched the topic, I've found that there is no right or wrong way and that parental instinct is highly valued when working with your child.
While I mostly have taken comfort with those words, today I put the theory to the test:
We work with a formatted curriculum, and we have a structure around our day. Overall, the system has been working. When the sun rose this morning, though, things were a bit different. I wanted to review and take note of where the children were in thier comprehension grasp.
That's when things began to go awry. Aubrey was quite disconcerted with the break in routine ~ and certainly did not want me to instruct her to revamp some of her answers in trade for a higher grade.
Scowling and Crocodile tears were in full form.
I held my ground.
That is, until the sibling sniping began.
I had had it. I was done. Finished. No more.
Banishing the children to thier respective corners, I took to the local online yellow pages. There had to be SOME private school that was taking students this late in the year!
As Aubrey approached me to turn in her latest paperwork, she spied the screen.
Even though she spoke not a word, I heard her react to what she read.
She walked away, only to return with the whole host of Broussard children . . .
Then the questions began to fly.
Now, I did not really want to verbally commit to anything. I recognized I was frustrated! However, backed into a corner, I simply said, "I am looking for private schools."
The wailing began.
I will relieve you of the gory details of the next hour ~ but suffice it to say, sometimes one does not appreciate what they have until the prospect of it being taken away is presented.
Aubrey turned in the rest of her math.
:)
sigh. Supermom does it again!
