Logan read for awhile. He even slowed down so we could all do the hand motions to Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed. Then I read for awhile. I picked Lentil. It’s the book we’re basing the majority of our lessons around for the next five days. We talked about whistling and making music. Lentil is a story about a little boy who wanted to make music very badly but couldn’t. He couldn’t whistle or sing. So, he saved his money and bought himself a harmonica. He became an expert harmonica player and, long story short, saved the day. He turned his shortcoming into something of great use when he saved the town celebration in Alto, Ohio.
After we finished the book we went over to the new map and stuck a little cut-out circle with a harmonica on it right on the state of Ohio. We talked about where we lived and which direction we would have to travel to get to Ohio. We figured out that Ohio has a ‘hi’ in the middle. It is a very friendly state with an O on each end. We said the Pledge of Alliance and talked about the American Flag that was waiving over the crowd at the parade the day Lentil saved the celebration. We took out the flag that my brother, Austin gave to Jeremy. It’s a flag he flew while on his second tour of duty. Logan remembered what the stars stood for but he wasn’t so sure about the stripes. We added the word patriotism to our vocabulary list for the week and discussed its meaning. Brodie somehow connected that to Despicable Me 2, which didn’t seem to make much sense but, that was because he was still studying Australia on the map and I hadn’t realized it.
Tomorrow, we’ll read Lentil again. The plan is to study taste buds and acoustics. There’s a part in the book where everyone puckers their lips because of a lemon. We’re going to find out why. Lentil figured out that the best place to play his harmonica was in the bathtub. We’re going to find out why.
We have all sorts of activities to do for our Lentil lapbook. (which, after looking it up and reading, like, 15 tutorials about, I figured out was really just a scrapbook of all the stuff you learn and do while reading a book or learning about a subject. Think file folder with pictures, flash cards, projects and printables all over it) We have pictures to color and puzzles to solve. We’re going to study what it means to be a community and talk about all of the people who make one up. The people who work and go to school and pay taxes and own shops. We weren’t going to start our lapbook until tomorrow but Brodie really wanted to glue the cover on so we started it today, instead.
Logan also did copy work today. He rolled his eyes and groaned, slumped his shoulders and told me copy work was ‘Evilllllll.’ He told me last week that copy work was evil as well, and then he recited the poem he had been copying all week without even realizing he’d memorized it. I told him that I knew, and that it sucked to do stuff we didn’t want to, and oh well, and do it anyway.
And so he did.
That’s what our day looked like.
They all look a little different. A lot of days we have music playing in the background while we work and learn and play. For right now we’re still listening to John Williams. He composed the scores to a bunch of movies: Home Alone, Harry Potter, Jaws, Jurassic Park and Star Wars. We’ve decided that Harry Potter and Home Alone sound a lot alike. Logan thinks it’s probably the bells.
Tuesday didn’t look much like a school day at all. We left the house as soon as we got up. We ate protein bars and bananas in the van. We took Logan to vision therapy. We figured out recently that Logan has a little situation with his eyes that has nothing to do with his vision. We’ve started therapy to correct it. I think I’ve been more excited about this than he has but, now that I know these eye issues explain why paperwork is so hard for him, I’m excited to correct them and hopefully alleviate the ‘evillllll’ thoughts about it.
After therapy we headed to the park. Tuesdays are park days. There’s a big group of moms and kids who meet at the same park every week. The first Tuesday we went I was so happy to have found it, I almost cried. Boys Logan’s age, running, playing, and talking about Minecraft for hours. Every time I turned around, all the kids had moved on to playing something new. A group over here playing Duck, Duck, Goose, another one over there who had organized a game of Red Light, Green Light. The moms all sat or stood around a picnic table talking about anything you can imagine. I think Logan was pretty excited to have found park day, too. He made a friend his first Tuesday and now looks forward to seeing him every week. Sometimes, we get there before his friend’s family does but he keeps busy playing with other kids who are there. He might even get caught playing with his brother from time to time. He’s going to his friend’s birthday party in a few weeks. I was informed it’s ‘around dinner time’ so I marked that on the calendar.
We signed up for a PE class that meets every Thursday, a Lego club that meets once a month. We have field trips and play dates planned. I have a to-do list and a to-buy list. I have books to find and math lessons to prepare for. There’s Awana and Cub Scouts. Someone is hungry, someone is tired. It seems like we’re always almost out of milk. Every time I open Microsoft word, there’s a box on the right side of the screen that reminds me of all the half written blog posts I have to complete. I’m at the restaurant for 25 hours off and on between Saturday morning and Monday night…
And I can do this.
Every day I tell myself I can do this, if just for today.
I’m having a blast, I really am, but it’s still a lot. The good news is it’s only as much as I make it. There’s no one else doing the planning but me. I have the opportunity to completely custom build our day for the most part. I have the freedom to choose what gets done, what gets read, what gets skipped, what gets postponed. Sometimes we don’t get to everything, Sometimes we get to more than I expected. Sometimes the kids realize they’re learning, sometimes they don’t.
I have yet to have a day where I think I made a mistake in taking control of my children’s education. I have had plenty of days where I think I need a new plan but, so far, none of those plans involve giving the control back to someone else. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel amazing to own more of my children’s time, while it’s still mine to own.
I’ve tried not to blog a lot about homeschooling but, the truth is, it’s really hard to do that when homeschooling is so much more than what books we read and what curriculum we buy. It really has been an entire lifestyle change. And trying to keep my life out of this place has been really frustrating for me. If I’m going to blog, if I’m going to write, and I’m going to continue to tell stories about what I’m learning as a mother, homeschool is just a part of that now.
For me, for my readers.
I think I’m afraid of isolating myself. I’m afraid if I write too much about this journey it’ll become boring. After all, I never really wrote about the things Logan was learning about in school before school started happening everywhere we went. I also think in keeping so quiet, I’ve gone ahead and isolated myself anyway so, I guess, if I’m going to be isolated, it might as well be because I wrote anyway. I blogged anyway.
I shared our journey anyway.
Happy Thursday, Friends.
go. do. be.