Our first year of homeschooling came to an end last week with shouts of joy and raucous celebrating. OK, so we gave each other high fives and went to America’s Incredible Pizza Company. But it was all good. Actually, it really was all good. I am still surprised at how well this inaugural year went. And, despite my lack of attention to the blog, I wasn’t buried in books and work like I thought I would be. Things were manageable. The kids were cooperative. That wasn’t to say there weren’t complaints. There are always complaints. But we were never “behind on work” as I have often heard other homeschooling families say. Maybe I wasn’t giving them enough to do. Hmmmmmm.
Immediately after we finished school, we took a “Staycation” for a few days. On Thursday night we went to a Rascals Game. They won!! We spent the bulk of Friday at the City Museum, and we stayed at a hotel downtown where the kids could swim. We had dessert at Ted Drewes that evening, and ordered a midnight snack from Imo’s before turning in at the hotel. On Saturday morning we went up in the Arch, we visited the Brewery, and had a snack at Gus’s Pretzels before heading to the country house for a quick stay. We finished up our staycation on Monday with lunch from White Castles. It was a fun trip!
This is the only week of June where there is not something planned for every single day of the week. Next week Big D will attend Cub Scout day camp and Miss M will go to vocal camp. The following week is Girl Scout day camp and the big boys will go to basketball camp. The two weeks following will be VBS for the three oldest. Banana is also starting ballet classes, something she’s wanted to do for a while, but I couldn’t manage it during the school year. And don’t forget that three kids are playing ball and those same three kids are playing instruments with lessons once a week. We’ll be taking a road trip to visit my grandma the first week in July, and the hopefully it will start to feel like summer vacation after all that. My calendar barely has any more room on it, but I’m trying not to freak out. I take it one day (sometimes one hour) at a time. As Dory says in Finding Nemo, “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…”