It's hard to believe, but one full month of school is over. We began on Tuesday, September 2 and here we are...20 lessons down and we're still standing. Getting into a routine, a rhythm. Yesterday was a super good day, today was just so so. We're about 50/50 on "good days" and "bad days." "Bad days" are not really that bad, they are just the ones where I feel frazzled because two little boys are not staying on task. Honestly, the oldest is very self motivated and for that I am grateful. He gets into spells where he wants to answer all his questions orally, and I explained to him that I must have a "paper trail" in case anyone comes knocking on my door to see his progress. "Really, Mom, someone could do that?" Oh yea, kiddo. "We're not playing a game here, we take your education seriously." All three boys are excelling, getting As and Bs on most of their quizzes and tests. And I'm not being easy on them. Really. My cousin was here a few weeks ago and looked at their folders of work. When she saw my red pen marks she said "Eww, that's the part I would hate." But I am being objective and if a paper isn't perfect, they don't get a 100%. At the same time, when I know they have done their best and the answers are correct, I want to reward them with that gratification.
Tonight was also another "double header" with soccer games. Both teams played. K-2 tied, 3-5 won. Intense. The parents yelled till we were hoarse. I cannot imagine how much worse we'll be when our kids are in high school. So, we arrived home after dark, threw them in the shower and now it's time to do our thankfuls, say our prayers and go to bed. Not just them...I'll be there soon too.
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