When I finished up my 10th grade year in high school, my mom asked me if I wanted to be homeschooled for the remainder of my high school years. This was back in 1985 and there weren't many homeschooled kids. We met with one family who homeschooled and I was hooked. My mom later revealed to me that she had wanted to homeschool us when we were younger, but only hippies did that and she was a good Catholic girl who sent her kids to Catholic school. Looking back, her desire to homeschool explains all the workbooks that she had us do in the summer... Anyway, I loved being homeschooled. I loved having the freedom during the day to do what subjects that I wanted to do when. I loved that we took the whole day off and watched the news when the Challenger exploded right after it took off. I loved that mom and I would watch The Price is Right every day!!! I loved that she planned my work so that I could take Friday off and help with the hot dog sales that our youth group did to raise money for missions at the school I previously attended. I loved everything about it.
I knew that when I had kids, that I would homeschool them. When A was old enough, I purchased K4 materials and dove in head first.. and I loved it! I continued with Z and L. They did attend a supplemental program for a few years and I missed having them with me, so we stopped. Fast forward to his 7th grade year. His dad started teaching at a new Christian school at our church. The kids all started going. The kids enjoyed being with friends and playing sports.
At the end of Aaron's 9th grade year he asked if he could be homeschooled part time and still attend school for math and play basketball. We talked to the Headmaster and he supported us. So, for his 10th grade year he came home. Halfway through, Zane asked the same question. I then had both at home. At the end of the last school year, Lydia needed to come home. She is still struggling with discipline issues and it became to the school and us that she needed more one on one.
So, today I had all 3 home for the first time in 4 years. This morning went smoothly. The boys will leave so that they can take 2 classes each and then head to football practice and workouts. I know that this is the perfect combination for us.
I am glad that God has given me this opportunity once again. I have missed my kids and I am happy to have them home with me.