Honestly, I’m not exactly sure what I was thinking when I signed Girly up to try out for a travel soccer team. Truly–I never thought she’d get on one. And if that’s the case, why have her try out?
I’m certain all of this is the reason she got accepted. Oh shit…
Continue reading #soccermom-ing is about to get REEEEAAALLLL
So, we applied to have BigGuy be part of a classical model-based, Christian co-op next year. It’s one day/week for science, a combined history-literature class, art and performing arts. However, this has sparked two calls of concern from friends that have been asked to be references…
BigGuy taught himself to read by the age of 3–despite all of his other global developmental challenges. He actually taught himself to sight-read; but since he knew all of his letters and letter sounds, I intervened and imposed phonics on him. It wasn’t easy, but it was quick.
People used to tell me that I was so chill about homeschooling and my stock reply was “Well, he can read. Come talk to me when Girly is 8 and not reading yet and let’s see how chill I am then.” Because it seems like reading becomes the barometer of educational success and Girly is another story…
Because he finished his first semester of Pre-Algebra this morning “before lunch”–as he proudly announced. He then promptly laid out his progression of math and science from here. Wow…
To meet my kid, you would never. EVER. imagine this kind of motivation out of him…
