That’s right! My kids have dropped out of school public school ;).
John and I decided to bring the boys back home, once school let out for Christmas break, and I am so glad we did!
You may remember when I posted about our decision, not to homeschool earlier in the school year. I had plenty of reasons not to homeschool, and I know that God was working on my heart during that time. He has taught me so much from the boy’s short stint in the system (haha), and for that, I am grateful!
I have learned that I can trust Him with His children. Sending them away was hard, to begin with; and I was scared, but He was in control.
I also learned that there are some fantastic teachers in the public school system! I think I appreciate teachers now more than I ever have.
Even more so, I also appreciate my children and my time with them more than I could have ever imagined.
I began to get miserable in November. I couldn’t stand it. As much as I loved going to eat Thanksgiving and Christmas lunch with them at school, I couldn’t help but be sad, as I realized the truth for the first time.
I. WAS. MISSING. IT.
They were growing up before their teacher’s eyes!
When they would come home from school, they were so worn out. It felt like all we did was homework, chores, and bedtime routine. It was so hard for me. They would come home and tell me about the things they were learning, and I wished we had learned those things together. I missed seeing the look on their faces when they learned something new.
It hit me hard when we were eating dinner one night, and I glanced over at Jordan. For a moment, I almost didn’t recognize him. He looked so much older and more mature than I had ever noticed. It was a bittersweet moment because as much as I want him to grow up in Christ, I want to witness as many of those moments as I possibly can.
He’s almost eight years old, and it’s possible that in 10 more years he will be out of our house. If the first eight years are any indication of how quickly the next ten will pass, I need to get busy, because the days are short!
No one (other can God and his dad) love Jordan and John more than I do, so I don’t think I want to give the responsibility of their character development or academics studies to anyone else.
While I could go on and on about how I feel about homeschooling itself, I will spare you. That’s not the point of this post.
So what’s the point?
I love my children. I only have 18-20 years per child to teach them everything I can about life, love, and faith. So that’s what I’m doing. Taking it one day at a time, and trusting Him every step of the way, because He has to lead us to this place, this season of homeschooling.
That’s what I love about homeschooling; it’s so much more than schooling. It’s everything you love about home (togetherness, family, play, meals around the table, family devotionals) mixed with what our Creator designed us to do LEARN. I want my children to love learning, and to understand that it’s not a compartmentalized part of our day, but is instead woven into every minute we live (if done right!).
We have only been “back to school” for four days now, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love waking up to 4 smiling faces every morning, and knowing that we have a brand new day to explore TOGETHER!
I look forward to sharing our adventures with you, and encourage you to link to your posts in the comment section so I can see what you have been doing with your little blessings!
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. Psalm 127:3-5