well, a new year of school has begun around here. homeschool style. day one held pancakes for breakfast and an afternoon swim, with some math and science thrown in for good measure. starting slow and steady.
over the weekend, we headed to the office supply store for some new pencils, a few notebooks, glue, pens. we didn’t need new pencils, but i let the kids pick some new ones out because, well, can one have too many mechanical pencils? or sparkly pencils? i think not. my daughter wrote a note to her cousin yesterday telling her that we’d been to the art supply store. i loved that blurring of lines. art supply store, office supply store…they’re both so good, yes? and, while sunday was a no-school/official summer day and monday was an official yes-school/sort-of summer day, it felt pretty much the same. true, there was actual schoolwork done one day and not the other. and my kids will grumble about schoolwork…make no mistake about that! but there’s a certain blur between our summer days and our rest-of-the-school-year days. and i like that.
this will be our ninth year homeschooling, and i still feel like i’m figuring it out as i go along. things shift from year to year; the kids shift from year to year. i shift from year to year. i have learned so much from this homeschool journey…have learned so much from my kids. about the way things blur, how things are not black and white, how there’s almost always a little wiggle room and an opportunity to shift perspective. they teach me this, the history we read together teaches me this, relearning certain math concepts teaches me this. even the eye rolls and defiance teach me this.
yesterday was a good day. but day one is easy; i know this. i’m counting on lots of easy days up front because the tough ones are coming…there are always some of those. but day one is under our belts, and it was good. sunday rolled right into monday without upset. there was a blur between the days. and a certain amount of blur is beautiful.
sending a little love your way, m