As I dropped off my two darlings at my mom's this morning, I almost felt excitement akin to the feeling I used to get as a teenager when I finished another class. I have been working a temp job this week, but since I don't go in until 10 a.m., I do schoolwork with Lovely first; well, I do
some schoolwork.
Anyhoo, before I left, I went over with my mother what was left for Lovely to complete. Her response:
"I thought you didn't do school everyday?"
Becoming a little defensive, I declared, "Yes, we do," and gave her a strange look to make her feel like her thought process must be off somehow. Cruel, I know, but don't
homeschool moms become a little defensive when our methods are questioned?
"We are on lessons 156 and 157 today. That means there are only 8 lessons left," I stated triumphantly.
"Then the school year will be done?" My mother's mouth seemed to drop.
"Well, we'll be done with A
Beka. Then, we'll work on art and reading and my other projects."
Did you grasp the gravity of that statement? Let the fun begin! We are almost done with all those worksheets that I have learned to despise, despite their colorful, cheery, all-too-happy animated characters. I remember loving worksheets as a child, but come on! Worksheets in each subject, sometimes multiple worksheets, is a bit--no, way--overboard in my opinion! I felt like I had to complete all of these worksheets (although I did finally begin crossing off sections and writing the word "SKIP" next to other sections--if Lovely could read the word, then she was allowed to skip that part) and by then I was drained for having any fun. In two weeks will be the Midwest
Homeschool Convention and I'm hoping to find some great ideas for next year's curriculum. I'm planning on switching to
BJ for math, but I'm not sure about anything else yet.
Highlight of the day: Realizing there are only EIGHT A
Beka lessons left!