This is not a rash, reactive decision. I have been thinking about this for a long time.
You see Katy and I had the most awesome first year of homeschool. I am not saying everything went according to plan. It definitely wasn't a perfect year. But it was a great year. She learned so much, both academically and emotionally. We became so much closer, spending a lot of time together working on the same goals will do that for you. And I dreamed of including Mackenzie with us.
And I am glad that I did. I think she learned a lot also, and I have to say here, this decision had nothing to do with our curriculum or her learning. Homeschool itself went great! It is after school that did not work.
You see the girls are finished with school around 12 noon or 1pm. We eat lunch and then they are supposed to pick from a myriad of choices what to do for the rest of the afternoon. That is if we don't have dance or voice or errands or whatever...you get the picture.
And most days we really do have a lot of things to do after homeschool is finished. But right now is tax season, and I need to work. So during lunch I head to my office which is about 10 feet away from the kitchen table! I need to be able to close my office door and work for an uninterrupted 2-3 hours...that's all I ask! I do the bulk of my work at night when they sleep.
The girls have a list they can pick from, and they can do these together or separately:
Read
Chores
Art (We have a 700 square foot art room in the basement with every kind of supply you can think of!)
Sewing
American Girl Dolls & Accessories
Puzzles
Games
Dance
Sing
Listen to books on tape
And more that I have probably forgotten. But the only thing they want to do is fight and torment each other! One pokes the other, then the other hits back. This goes on for the whole afternoon!
I scream from my office, "Don't make me come out there!" Yeah, they're totally scared!
I know what is going on. They want my attention, I get that. But at this time of year, for the next 4 months I can't give them my undivided attention. As I tell my children..."If I don't work, you don't eat!"
So last Tuesday, as Mackenzie was crying for the tenth time that day that Katy was being mean to her. I announced that we were giving up! I made Mackenzie get dressed and we drove up to the school. I think she thought the whole way up there that I was NOT serious, until we walked into the school office and I started filling out the paperwork.
They had Thursday and Friday off because of conferences, so she will officially start back to school on Monday. I am not excited about this, and I may live to regret it. But I am fond of food and so are my children!
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