I worry a little that the novelty of homeschooling will wear off.
And my two angels, completely content with just me and each other everyday, will no longer be amused/satisfied/entertained during the day...
But I think I get this way with a lot of things in life.
I like adventures. Impulsive things. The 'new'. Something different.
If I was a betting woman (I'm not. Cross my heart.), I would be involved in some risky binezzzzz, peeps. For being someone who battles fears on a daily basis, I do enjoy that step-off-the-cliff feeling. That free fall into something new and wonderful. That never scares me. All I feel is the rush of life and excitement.
Listening to a book on CD this week, I heard the statement: God plays at high stakes.
That was like a high five from Jesus.
The thrill of knowing that God is all about risk-takers.
Movement away from comfort zones.
He is THERE.
My soul felt relieved and understood.
Today was DAY 1 of homeschooling.
I introduced myself to the kids.
Promised to be an awesome teacher.
One very lady-like little girl told me the best part of homeschooling is farting freedom.
This girl is very attentive and eager to push through the work.
That little guy drifts...
He raised his hand and interrupted English to ask, "When is it kiss the teacher time?"
He is either a little spacey or is playing this thing with a killer hand of cards.
Because I'm pretty sure he tried to earn a good grade with some lovin' on the Teach today.
He also spent 10 minutes in tears.
Because homeschooling actually requires work (who knew!), and maybe he was not ready for that.
He is adorable and delicious.
And told me he wants to be a weather man or a New York Yankee.
I love him to bits.
I was thinking a lot about our morning today.
It was good and fun and new.
Everyday we are given is new.
Everything in front of us is a novelty~ a fresh start~ a lovely, precious moment to embrace and be thankful for... Pieces of the every-day-moment-to-moment will certainly feel ordinary. Or familiar. Or completely normal.
That is okay.
I will welcome that comfortable feeling as it comes.
The 'daily grind' of being home together all the time... I praise Jesus for it.
The treasures/joys/adventures are mine to discover.
And then help the kiddos find and gratefully embrace them, too.
Maybe the risk is in that.
The free fall.
It is abundant in the little parts of every day.
Being satisfied with a schedule.
The risk of having it all grow old
Taking the initiative everyday to embrace the opportunity to learn with and alongside of one another.
Thanking Jesus for every moment~
Waiting on a little brother to 'get it' before we move on.
Bumping elbows with a sister during handwriting and having to erase. For the seventh time.
Realizing I truly could not tell my kids the difference or locations of Sweden, Norway, or Finland. And I may or may not have been holding the map upside-down or sideways the entire time while I confidently told them by the end of the year, they will know all these countries, just like I do. ehem.
High-fiving for an awesome in-class burp.
Wondering how those two little people got so darn awesome.
And looking forward to the same thing again tomorrow.
It is all risky business.
It is just up to me to run with it~
Be thankful for every.single.ordinary.extraordinary. day.
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