We ushered in a new era here in our home this week. I had plans to write about it all summer long, but before I could get the words out, it was time for us to start. Yep, we started school this past Monday, and our families brand of school this year is a rare sort of hybrid. We joined the ranks of home schoolers, but we started our week by dropping the boys off at a local Christian Montessori school for two days of home school enrichment.
Everyone at our house is excited about these new changes, but at least some of us know that however exciting this is, it is also big and weighty. It feels a little bit like a new pair of shoes right now; you can’t wait to wear them, but there’s bound to be some blisters. I am certain that we will have to fine tune our system as we get into a groove of learning in so many places and ways, but we all feel like where we are allows time and space for everyone and everything we need.
We dropped the boys off for their first day with appropriate mama created provisions. They each took hand knitted felt slippers for use in their classrooms with them, and they both carried mama sewn tractor backpacks per their requests. Our four year old was headed for his first day of school ever, and took a mama created nap mat with him.
It’s inevitable that the decision to home school your children, especially after a career as a public school educator, brings about questions about why. I vow to address these questions in another post soon, but I feel like this one should be all about the boys, our excitement, and generally keeping it positive.
We are all thrilled to have found a place they can go that is just so very perfect for us. The school they attend two days a week sits on 5 acres, there are chickens and a pig (yes, a PIG), and the students eat lunch on picnic tables outside as long as the weather permits. Being a true Montessori school, students are given choices and allowed to be independent in their work. All of this was very important to ALL of us. After years of raising kids to live naturally and close to the land, after all the attachment parenting, after teaching them that God comes first, it was easy for us to send them to a school that fits well with all of these ideals.
There were, of course, some first day jitters and some over-tired, over whelmed second day tears when I picked them up (One of the boys was begging me to stay there!), but dad gave pep talks and hugs to both boys. We made certain that they were settled, and then we were off to a rather quiet house.