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I clicked the submit button. The confirmation email that shortly followed confirmed we were on the waitlist for the fall. But isn't it funny how sometimes you can get surprised by things in life? I was surprised when I got an email saying that three of my boys could start immediately at the one-day-a-week school... Continue Reading →
"T - 22 minutes." I said as I slathered the 8th warm sourdough bun with honey. We were fully immersed in a lunchtime assembly line, powering up before our SpaceX launch party. We found out about the launch a few days ago. We had been patiently waiting with our homemade straw rockets made from the NASA website... Continue Reading →
I teach them so many things... like not to drink expired milk, and how to safely cross an intersection. How not to shoot their brothers in the eyeball with a Nerf dart, and how to put the toilet seat down... even though it still seems super optional 85% of the time. How to apologize, clean... Continue Reading →
I'm not a scheduler by nature. I think I find set times difficult to follow after years of having babies and toddlers underfoot who are skilled in knowing how to interrupt every well made plan. But a decade of that has made me flexible throughout my days, and it's made me find a homeschool rhythm,... Continue Reading →
He doesn't care that I'm in the middle of reading as he shoves a marker and yet another piece of paper on top of my open book. It's the 4th 'Can you draw this?' request of the morning, and it's only 8:05 a.m. "Mom! I want to learn about pterodactyls. How did they die? Can... Continue Reading →
It was the last week of the summer. Our last hurrah before the start of school. It called for an adventure. I saw them running into the water as I was still taking off my second shoe... "Oh boy... Here it comes..." I sighed. Sure enough, the lifeguard with the megaphone was waiting for them.... Continue Reading →
I have one son who has never really liked colouring or drawing, gluing or cutting. Yet I have three other boys who just grab a coloured pencil when it's placed in front of them and start free drawing something small, wobbly and slightly robotic looking. Adorable. But guess what, it's ok that one son doesn't... Continue Reading →
This week is 'back to school' after two weeks of holidays. That's two weeks of 'not much of a routine,' and 'feel free to forget which direction to write a lowercase d.' Two weeks of 'wandering aimlessly around the house' because you have too much free time now that Mom isn't grabbing you every 20... Continue Reading →
Something magical happens when you finally get to start reading real chapter books to your kids, instead of the classic lift the flap books meant for toddlers. Since really, you do know exactly who's hiding under the table, and behind the chair, you've lifted that flap countless times, and you know teddy's behind it all...... Continue Reading →
I grew up in a country home on four acres, the youngest of four homeschooled kids. I forever swore that I would never homeschool my own kids, for no particular reason, since I really did love homeschooling. But, life is often not what you think it will be, and after completing a bachelor’s degree in... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Bergman 