I don’t know what happened… One minute, we were really happy and free and loving. Then we kind of got thrown into learning–driven by BigGuy’s goals and desires as I floundered to figure out to support him. Then I thought I had it, but I was neglecting Girly’s needs. Now, as I plot ahead for the next school year, I am already overwhelmed. And that’s stupid because as unschoolers, there really shouldn’t be a lot for me to do. Seriously. But I’m noticing that our recent realization that BigGuy is high school-eligible has given me temporary brain shift and with it came a wave of crazy expectations…. Continue reading What happens when you are helpless to having expectations
I am sitting in the waiting area of the Belin-Blank Center Clinic as BigGuy does his second (and last) day of psychoeducational testing.
The trip alone with him has definitely shown me some things… Continue reading Mother-son road trip
A week or two ago I attended BigGuy’s Gavel Club end-of-year presentation. BigGuy is 12 and by public school standards–he would’ve been in 6th grade this year. The local Gavel Club had a junior high “section” or “division” or whatever you want to call it.
A friend’s daughter was graduating out of Gavel Club that day (there is a curriculum to complete and she was finished with it). She told me that she had not put her son (a year older than BigGuy) in Gavel Club because she wanted to be able to use it for high school credit… Continue reading Surprise! It looks like we have a high schooler