Catching Up

Now to catch up....

Here we are. Third day in.

The first day came. (First, let me say, the kids have been begging to start school all summer long.) Everyone was excited. They dressed in their 'first day of school outfits', we took pictures, we had a yummy breakfast. All good.

School work. Still all good! I was amazed. I watched my 8yo son, who had been a terror all summer long, sit happily and work on his school work. Math. Grammar. Reading. Writing. It was all good. Smiles. Got it done quickly. We had a meeting that day with our Educational Specialist (ES - basically our teacher who holds our hand). Then out to lunch and an ice cream. Great day!

Day 2. Less motivation all around. We muddled through it. I'm still at the point where I'm having to flip through curriculum throughout the day. Going item by item trying to make sure I get everything done. Having a first grader is hard!! She has a LOT to learn this year. Reading being one of the most important. And she requires a lot of one on one attention. Which then leaves R alone to work (which works ok sometimes) and B is then harrassing everyone. This day resulted in crying at grammar.

So, here we are today.....

Day 3. Crying at grammar. Again. Thanks R. Break your mama's heart. He's basically begging me to not make him do grammar. "Can't I just skip it? I'm good at everything else!!" Exactly. He's bright. Like, really bright. And sure I'm his mama and I'm biased but seriously. He's pretty smart. So he's used to things being easy. And when they're not.... it's really hard for him. So that's where we are. Meanwhile, apparently D's supposed to sit down and write the numbers 1-70 every day??? And then pick a number and draw that many of something (circles, hearts, whatever). Ya. She was over that the very first day.

I don't know how we're going to do it. I mean. What's in this for all of us? Theoretically time together. Which could be nice, if it wasn't full of crying and frustration. I drive by their public school every time I leave the house. It taunts me with the possibility of days just filled with laughing at my silly B. Dropping my oldest lovelies off... and along with them, dropping off the responsibility of making sure they get a proper education.

Days like today, I'm not sure we're going to make it. But I'm stubborn. So I don't want to give up. I've heard stories of families loving homeschooling.... We could too, right? RIGHT???

*fingers crossed* for a better tomorrow....