Some times home education is hard. I mean really it's hard. There are days that my only wish is to throw in the towel and send these children off for eight hours a day. I dream of sitting down, not cooking the 12th meal of the day, and maybe indulging in some Netflix alone, without interruption. However that dream is quickly silenced when I realize I'm doing the work I was called to do....raise my children. It's crazy, it's chaotic, it's stressful, but I wouldn't miss these days for anything. I love watching my children learn, I love being there when they have had too much, I love seeing their curiosity, I do love so much about having them home.
Isaac is challenging to teach he is so busy and so full of energy. I tend to get frustrated and need more prayer. Today was beautiful, we were practing letter writing and he came and sat down by me and said "mom I hate writing but I love you" followed by a lovely hug. This is why I do it. These small moments, so brief in a day full of lots of to dos but so worth stopping for.
Here's some pics of some of our days.
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