While eating dinner I dropped the Bomb. That would be the home schooling Bomb. Lets just say there was a loud explosion when the bomb finally hit its target.
Dave and I have been talking all summer about how we can make our lives easier and more enjoyable. Last school year was a nightmare. We had 5 kids in four different schools and I spent two hours a day (not to mention lots of gas) dropping off and picking up children.
If that wasn't bad enough we had three different school calendars going on. Some kids would be in school while others were on break. It was crazy and also very hard to plan any kind of family get away.
About six months ago we started discussing bringing the younger kids home to school. The more I thought and prayed about it I knew it was what we should do. I feel like a huge stress and burden has been lifted off my shoulders, and I am really excited for this new experience.
The kids, well, not so much.
Garrett came home from football practice earlier this week in tears. I ran to him thinking he had been hurt. I was asking questions but he wasn't responding, he just kept crying and looking at me like he was really really mad. His father comes over and says to me "I just told him". It seems this child wasn't any more excited about the prospect of home schooling than his sister.
Our two High School kids came to the defense of there younger siblings asking how we could do such a thing to them. Then all the kids stormed off together to bond over this great injustice that was being thrust upon them.
Well, that was several days ago and things have begun to thaw............I'll tell you all about that tomorrow.
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