Since formally deciding to homeschool next year, my point of view on nearly everything has taken on a “this is education” attitude. When the boys have a question about something, I take mental notes to explore the topic more, or encourage them in their own curiosity. Our talks of late have hit a myriad of topics – what is in outer space, who made the Liberty Bell, are bikes considered machines or not, and what can kill a dragonfly.
In the latter case, our best assumption is Salem.
Jackson doesn’t fully (or even closely) understand the nature of our conversations (nor does he really care), but he’s happy to come along for the ride. Fortunately both boys love being outside and have a real interest in the world around them.
While the weight of homeschooling will rest mostly on me, it isn’t on me entirely. The boys will have plenty of two-on-one time with Chuck for boy-specific instruction. They recently started thumbing through the Dangerous Book for Boys. (Being a girl, I wasn’t allowed on the porch. Naturally, I eavesdropped instead.)
