|our school calendar|
Our day begins with a graduated wake up call. I walk Star (15) to her 6 a.m. New Testament class then return to Dreamland. Around 9 a.m., Torpedo (7) and Mermaid (5), climb up to our tree house bed or call me down for a snuggle. A few hugs later they are pulling books off the shelf. I catch forty more winks on the couch. The official alarm sounds at 10 a.m. Resist judging, My Hero's late work makes 2 a.m. our regular bedtime.
When the cool-down concludes, we're ready for our family meal: brunch. A spill typically christens the morning sending us rushing for paper towels. Even so, this is one of the best parts of the day. Eyeball time. We're all together doing the same thing. We catch up, calendar, and share things we're proud of, passages from books, an amazing TED talk, or other online gems.
I gather the littles for scriptures, science, math, read aloud, and writing. Sparkle joins us for reading and history. Angelfish tutors Sparkle in Botany three times weekly. While Torpedo is writing, Mermaid gets individual reading instruction. Torpedo fills any time-gaps with Legos, drawing comics, and Mo Willems.
Since we jettisoned therapists two years ago, Mermaid rocks large and small motor skills at home with two-footed jumping, yoga, mimicking games, dancing, stringing beads, cutting paper, stacking blocks, sewing cards, coloring, puzzles, and writing. We all take turns and nobody minds a play break. Her newest skill can be practiced solo. She's learning to navigate technology with a mouse, trackpad, or touchscreen.
|we write in our books|
Even though I focus on the littles, breaks and distractions are inherent. I capitalize on these moments to touch base with the bigs. Just as often, they flag me down to share what they are discovering. We're generally engaged in individual, or small group activities, but there is a rotation and rhythm that has become our groove.
|hard core arts and crafts|
|sibling harmony = best part of homeschool|
|big and little sisters|
|Time Lord training for our clever boy (Tardis interior)|
|sucker for a hairbrush|
Later My Hero returns triumphant. After some laughs with Jimmy Fallon or Netflix wonder, we climb up into our tree house and collapse, both thoroughly grateful for this amazing life.
P.S. You might be a homeschooler if your child knits scarves with needles she whittled herself.