So you know it's a day when I blog twice. Ugh.
You want to see some of the dark side of homeschooling? Come peek through my windows today. There you will see, Boo (10), sullenly doing part B of her language arts assignment, the part where she has to write (4) four sentences (I'm so damned mean!) about what she likes to do in the summertime. Well, it's obvious that there's practically nothing she likes to do, at all, ever. Duh. How stupid of a mother can I be? What could she possible write about? Tantrums, are apparently her favorite thing to do, regardless of the season. Also adding, "Oh well," to each of her written sentences, as if apologizing for her lameness in interesting things to do during the summer.
Then there's Miss Pickle (6), who, true to her name, is being sour, sour, and more sour. Why? Because she's been asked to read the second half of a story that she started brilliantly on Saturday.
For Grandma.
Naturally, nothing could be farther from her mind than to read the remaining 6 pages for her mother with any sort of style, flair, or dare-I-say-it? Competency. Nope, those words and their sounds are utterly lost on her today. The letter 'Y'? Never heard it's sound before...oh, wait, I have--it makes the hard 'I' or 'E' sound, right (the sound it can make at the end of a word)? Naturally. So the word y-o-u is pronounced "Eeeaaahhuuuhh"--right. Thanks. "'Eeeaaahhuuuhh won't eat me?,' said Hen," is exactly right. I'm so glad we had that sentence to read today, it was enlightening. I'm sure Hen is trembling in fear at "Eeaahhuuuhh". Me too.
Additionally, it is within my kid's power to completely forget how to count by tens, even though they both mastered that long ago. Afterward they crave candy, pop, and chips (which we cannot afford, and wouldn't buy if we could, at home, but had piles of up at the cabin). A meager PBJ? How gauche, Mom. Where's the hamburger patties, bratwurst, candy, pop, chips, and other junk food that was so plentiful up with Grandma and Grandpa?!? Where is the satellite television broadcasting Spongebob Squarepants 24/7? We don't have that?!? What, so we live on an Amish farm now?
I tell you, it's days like this when the good 'ol ISD 333 looks pretty fancy and flattering. What a freakin' day.
4 comments:
Awww....((hugs))) my cyber friend. I can't offer any consoling words but I can tell you that I KNOW EXACTLY where you are coming from. Been there done that many times..
I have often said that once I get my child graduated from homeschooling I am going to write a God's honest account of what it's really like to homeschool your kids...not those pumped up unrealistic versions you see on the 'net.
Here's in hopes for you a better tomorrow!!
I say, "Let them eat cake!" (The peasants are revolting? I'd say so!)
Hang in there. It's just vacation hangover...
Ah, the dreaded "return from vacation" mode. Thank goodness they will forget all about it soon. Deep breathing will help (you...)!
luksky: Thank you. I know so many moms out there, ready to write that book with you. We are not alone, right? Right.
Mom on the Verge: How did you know that I'm currently reading about Anne Boleyn? That's just weird! :-)
Susan: You said it. I'm hoping that today (Tuesday) will go much better.
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