There is something to be said about reaping what you sow, but this time it is in a good way. My children are helping their grandfather with the garden this year. Surprisingly they LOVE it.
They started the little plants from seeds and my how they have grown–the plants and my children. The plus is they love helping their grandfather and getting to spend time with him. My dad ( their grandfather) is enjoying it too.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again!
One of the hardest things to admit is when we are wrong, but knowing that is the right thing to do, we do it. It doesn’t matter how hard it is. I have a 15 and 13 year old and in order to create a good example for them I admit when I am wrong. They are learning that too. In recent confrontations with friends they realized of themselves, “I may not always be right.”
When dealing with things bigger than a tift between friends, though. When both think the other is wrong, where is the right? If neither will budge, what is the next step?
I have found that writing things down in a civil conversation, about what the other thinks, works rather well. Most of the time–I won’t say all of the time, because it doesn’t work all of the time–but most of the time in the lists we find commonality. When we find the commonality of the problem we can work from there. Most of the time an agreement can be reached and things can be resolved.
What about the times when there is no common ground? Then, to be civil about it, we must agree to disagree. I know that is a cliche, but it sometimes becomes what needs to be done. If no one will budge then that is the most civil way to end it. What if it ends a friendship? In my experience, although the friendship may go on hiatus for a while, if they are a true friend then it will resolve itself.
As parents, when we were in high school we had friendships end, some permanently, and some came back together. That will always be the way it is. It is a fact of life. Friendships also change, but again the true ones stick around. Your turn–What do you think? When you have had to step in and become mediator, what ways did you use to resolve conflicts?
Oh the worries of a homeschool mom. It was one of those days when you feel judged by everyone. Will the email I just sent our cover school administrator be taken in the way I hope or will it be taken wrongly. I wish I knew. I’ll just have to wait and see in the morning. Tonight I will be sleepless in the south.
I know standardized testing is a huge thorn in the side of many homeschool moms. I do not believe in it, because it is based on what is taught in the public schools’–one curriculum fits all–education.
Homeschool education is completely different than public school education. Yes, homeschool teaches the basics, but some things are expanded upon more than others. Some may focus more on science or history, some may focus upon math or English language arts, still others may focus on something completely different.
I wish I knew what to do. Maybe that will be answered in the morning. Until then–Happy Trails.
First of all, I am not a religious fanatic, believing that all public schools are evil incarnate. I am a product of the public schools, and I feel I turned out pretty good. Could I have done better than I did? Probably.
I also taught public and/or private school for twelve years. However, I taught exceptional education. I had a Master’s Degree in exceptional education. My undergraduate degree was in early childhood education. I saw these learning disabilities in the beginning and was determined to help each child I taught.
YES!!! There are such things as learning disabilities. Dyslexia was the enemy of my children. It is not a cop-out for parents or students. When I was in public school, as a student, I saw the struggles many of my friends had because they couldn’t read as fast as others or couldn’t grasp a concept like others could. Learning disabilities are real and prevalent, more so now than ever before.
When my children started public school, I knew learning would be a problem for them. I saw it from when they were younger. However, knowing what I did to help the students I taught, I believed my children would be okay.
As they progressed in school the problems started presenting themselves. I requested they be tested for learning disabilities. They were, they were found. Homework became a nightmare, and I had to live at the school.
Head room mother has its perks. I was there constantly. I saw my children falling through the cracks. I became the mom some teachers hated, but some teachers loved. I would show up unannounced and that gave me quite a bit of insight.
It was too much for me to take in, though. I had failed my child. Then my other child started school and I saw the same things. I had now failed my second child. I knew what my children were capable of. I knew if they just had a little extra help they could succeed. It was then that I knew what had to be done. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS NO OTHER WAY!
Since I took them out of public school they have taken leaps and bounds in their education. I can give them what they need. I can help them reach their potential. I wish I had begun sooner.
Now for my disclaimer. Public education is NOT public enemy number one. Many children succeed and do well, but some don’t. That is why we have that choice. I am grateful to have that choice.
Wow, it feels like we have been gone for so long from the homeschool front–we take a six-week break beginning Thanksgiving Week and ending the Monday after New Year’s Day. That is when we start our spring semester in homeschool. I was excited to start back. My kids, not so much, but what kid wants to get back to school after such a long break?
It was a great day. We had no problems. The kids jumped right back into the swing of things. I was pleased with our first day back. Of course, we made a few changes, but for some reason we always do every semester. That is homeschool for you. If something works we keep doing it. If something doesn’t we change it. I love the freedom of homeschool. My children love the freedom of homeschool.
The neat thing is we live in a neighborhood where almost every family with kids, homeschools. Never thought I would find that. Glad I did though. I think one of my favorite memories of the Holidays’ break was that of the big group of boys–each around the same age–sitting out in our front yard and just laughing and cutting up with each other. The girls were on one side of our yard and the boys were on the other. We had an unseasonably warm Thanksgiving and Christmas. It made for some fun nights.
Although a few days the weather got bad, we were very blessed that everyone was fine around here. My heart goes out to those who lost loved ones in Texas, Tennessee, Oklahoma, and Arkansas. God be with them, please.
May God Bless each of you in the coming up return to school and even if you have begun already, may God’s blessings be with you. Until we meet again.
🙂 It is peaceful when those of us that are homeschool moms, and well, ALL moms, get a moment of silence, quiet, peace. We hear the coffee maker gurgle as it keeps the coffee warm, calling us to come get another cup, which I will do in a moment.
The dog is asleep in her bed, the cat is asleep in hers. My children, although it is almost ten a.m., are still asleep. It’s the Christmas holidays, why not. The weather outside may be frightful, but inside it is definitely delightful.
I like these quiet moments. It gives me time to reflect on how very God-blessed I am. To all, I wish you the best and MAY GOD BLESS US, EVERYONE!
There always will be God. We live in a world that is constantly changing. Our God never does. Where is He? Standing right with those that are His.
I am glad I homeschool. He has given me everything I need to do that. He wants me to do that. He never would have given me the idea if He didn’t want me to homeschool. There was a bomb threat yesterday at the junior high that my children would be going to if they were in public education. Luckily it turned out to be a false alarm.
But why do some think that is funny? Why do some think it would be a “great prank”? I am sure by now they know who did it, but they are a minor so their name won’t be released.
Lord God I pray, open those eyes that are closed to you. Open those ears that refuse to hear the truth. Open their hearts to you. In Christ’s name, Amen.