humph...
i wanted to post about all the little 'homeschooly' extras that i love... i love that my littles wrote a musical for Thanksgiving, & that Cai can pick up her fiddle to practice for 5 minute chunks 10 times during the day ~ i love that my children bake, play with each other & i like watching a big kid sitting on the couch, coaching a little kid through a reading exercise they did several years ago.
but...
today is a gong show... i spent an hour cleaning out our supplies cupboard because our supplies had scattered to the 4 corners of the universe, when i went to put Gage down for his nap, all the little students also scattered to the 4 corners of the universe (i can hear the 3 younger ones playing cards in the basement & who knows what the 2 oldest are doing up in Cai's room... hopefully it's educational?), it took me until almost 11am to get the kitchen cleaned up from breakfast & usually i've got a ton accomplished by 11: history, bible, *all* of Charter's school & half of Peytons...
What happened today?
Well, we're going to my sister's house for Thanksgiving, so i had to prepare & freeze my casseroles i'm bringing (the buns & cookies we did last week...), one who will remain unnamed asked me if New Brunswick is in Canada, after we've been studying the provinces & territories for the past 3 weeks. *sigh*.. The kids had to practice their play that they're putting on for the family, & we had to gather props, costumes, deal with an uncooperative 4yo, & a little baby who kept finding teeny things to stick in his mouth, there was some poooooopy diapers that needed attention this morning & i started to feel a little overwhelmed.
This is homeschool.
The reality is: life happens ~ i love how C.S. Lewis put it ~

“The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s ‘own,’ or ‘real’ life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life—the life God is sending one day by day; what one calls one’s ‘real life’ is a phantom of one’s own imagination. This at least is what I see at moments of insight: but it’s hard to remember it all the time.” The Quotable Lewis, (Wheaton, Ill.: Tyndale House Publishers, 1989), 335.

So, now, it's 11:41. i can add, 'i blogged' to my meager list of accomplishments today. i can call the littles up & we can review... again... the provinces & territories that make up our fair nation & i can embrace today as another little stepping stone on the course set before me.
Away we go...