We had kind if an interesting year at school last year. Owen was identified and tested as gifted, which is thrilling-yet not, because we have no program in place at the school for gifted kids anymore. Funding, you know, and Butch Otter is a douchebag extraordinaire so no hope of GETTING any funding for the program and well. There were all sorts of suggestions for this we could do to help him at home, which yay! But then if we were supposed to be doing all of these things at home to enrich him, it wasn’t that far of a stretch to just decide to do ALL of it at home.
Then, for entirely different reasons, Sam was having trouble socially in school, which actually translates as “he came out as gay and life became hell.” As in, he was forced to quit the track team because no one wanted to run in front of a faggot, or be in the same locker room with one, and friends he has had since kindergarten stopped talking to him. Those kinds of problems, the ones that lots of adults turn a blind eye to because of their own personal beliefs.
Add to that the implementation of Common Core standards in Idaho and Steve and I just decided it was time. We had been doing school work over the summer, not a lot but just enough to keep them learning and interested, and both boys agreed that “trying” homeschooling would be ok.
Now, 6 weeks in, I have days where I think we made a great decision, and other days I am pretty sure that I am going to single-handedly ruin all of them. Which, according to other homeschooling moms I know, is completely normal. I have gotten a lot of information and have a ton of resources, we have joined a home school co-op, and let’s just say it is an adventure.
That’s one small portion of the catch-up phase of the blog; I promise, there won’t always be a back story, but a lot of things have changed in my life, our lives and it feels good to me to actually write about them, you know? It always just makes things more real to me, and it feels good to be back here writing.