Homeschool student body
Here they are … the fifth-grader, kindergartner and fourth-grader. One loves ruffles, flowers, bows, the color pink and literature. One likes to slick back his hair, play in the dirt, ‘shoot’ things with his cap gun and math. One likes horses, butterflies, boots and jeans, science and creative writing.
We call this one Stretch.
She’s the leader of the pack, although the pack doesn’t always follow her orders.
He’s a little ladies man. He thinks winking at me when he’s in trouble will turn me gooey inside and immediately render things forgotten and forgiven. He’s wrong …
… most of the time.
She is a wonderful student who gets lost in her own daydreams. She doesn’t like to have her hair cut … though it’s hard to tell, I know.
She paints her nails and polishes her boots before digging in the dirt and trudging through mud.
These are my children. They’re like children everywhere … unique and different, with a desire to watch and learn whatever we’re willing to teach. These three happen to be bound by common mannerisms and dimples in their chins. And they filled my every waking moment this week.
The girls and I have been traveling from Boston, around Cape Horn and up to California for the Gold Rush. We’ve been investigating Early American inventions and tools. They’ve been working on short stories featuring personification, and so far their math lessons are a review of last year.
As for the boy, he’s a beginner to addition and subtraction. We add in, take away and play games that keep him interested in the fables and stories and poems we read. He’s working on memorizing the Pledge of Allegiance and months of the year. His ‘I can read’ word list continues to grow. And his Bible verse? Very, very appropriate:
“Pay attention, my child, to what I say. Listen carefully.” ~ Proverbs 4:20.
And that’s how we spent the last four days. I’m exhausted!
But I wouldn’t change it … and neither would they.