(Sorry, my blog seems to be forever picture-less. Sure sign of laziness).
SOOOOOOO school is starting here in another few weeks, and I still have no idea what the blasted heck I am going to do! Jason has basically left the decision up to me (he agrees with the pros and the cons), but did tell me that I really need to set a time limit for myself. I can't stew about it forever. So this week is it. I need to either buy the uniforms (I do like the idea of uniforms), or buy the curriculum. I am feeling a big weight on my shoulders and my blog is my ranting outlet, so here I go with some more thoughts.
Am I wanting to homeschool out of fear? I cannot deny this is partially true. However, I recognize this, and I won't let fear guide my decision. I have a funny habit of reading anonymous blogs of women whose husbands are addicted to pornography. It is weird, since my husband is not, but I have a lot of strong feelings in this area, and I think it is best to be highly educated in this regard, and the blogs have a lot of good info. And I have a lot of sympathy. Anyway, when I read them I think our society is a mess, and frankly, I'm ready for the world to burn up. C'mon, aren't you? You know what I mean. And almost every time I see a teenager (family function, church function, public setting, etc. ) they are inevitably texting. Sheesh. (Okay, I don't mean to offend. I'm sure not all kids do, and perhaps you see nothing wrong with it. I just don't personally want my kids to be that way). So, will homeschooling keep my kids out of these things? I don't know. Perhaps chronic robotic texting is inevitable in our society. I always hear it is not good to make fear-based decisions. But sometimes I think, I wouldn't jump out of my window because I'd be afraid. Maybe that fear is there for a reason, ya know? (I know, jumping out the window also doesn't make sense. Cheap analogy off the top of my head). But, several years ago I had a very big decision to make. I felt so so so nervous and fearful about going through with it, but everyone told me, "Fear is not from God. From God is a stupor of thought." (I had all encouragement from everyone to go ahead). Let me tell you, everyone was wrong. I don't know why I felt fearful, but I AM SO GLAD I DIDN'T GO THROUGH WITH THAT THING. My life would be 100% different, and likely 100% worse. So is fear a bad thing? Sometimes answers to prayers are so clean cut for me, and other times I struggle. Like now.
Since our move to our new house, the kids are PLAYING together. They are so happy! I love it. Levi was constantly begging to go play with friends before. I mean CONSTANTLY. We are still new enough that he hasn't gotten into the habit of perpetual friend-playing, and it is really, really nice. Nothing against friends, but I love to see my kids play together. I remember growing up and resenting that there were friends at our house all the time. Why couldn't we just hang out together. I like my siblings. When Levi has been playing with friends for a while (over an hour), he starts to get a little mean. He's more disobedient, less careful in what he does, less inclusive of his sisters. I don't know why this is, but I don't like it. Now, how much is too much? How much is not enough?
I have so many aspirations for my kids. Maybe I'm not realistic. Could I really pull it all off? Many of the things I want my kids to learn are things that I DON'T DO, and I partly blame it on me spending too much time in the public school playing their game (cram, regurgitate, forget = 4.0). I really want my kids to learn blue-collar jobs. Not for a job necessarily, but to have that skill. I believe/hope they will live to see the day of the collapse of everything, and it might come in handy for them to know how/where to dig a canal, how to be really good at gardening, how to build a house, and maybe even how to make shoes! (I know, and you thought I was weird before. Making shoes, come on, Erin. Yes, yes, but really - I did have religion professor who said we'd need to learn to make our own things, including shoes, but I don't have the quote he was referencing. But if not shoes, I would atleast like my girls to be seamstress extraordinaires). Anyway, I'm totally rambling. I really resent the time-suck of school. I WISH it could be 3 hours. There is so much to learn. I want my kids to do apprenticeships, and lots of them. I think THAT is the best way to learn, in so many areas. Not worksheets. Not simulations. Not even oral reports and video aides. It's funny because I keep hearing schools say they need to make financial literacy courses required for graduation. I don't blame them - our society is debt-crazy, and that in itself is totally scary. But a class or two isn't really going to do all that much. I took two financial literacy classes in college, and was totally determined to save. It seemed easy. But it's only easy in theory. Jason has taught me more about managing money than I could have ever learned even if I had a degree in finance. And I only learned it because he twisted my arm, ha ha, something for which I am eternally grateful. And he learned it from his family, not really from Accounting. Anyway, sometimes living something, practicing something, is so much better than just knowing about something. And the schools don't give us that practice (not their fault, just limited resources). We can learn some things after school from our families. But there's not much time to learn many things, really well, after school.
There are wonderful things about the charter as well. Not trying to play up just the homeschool. I just don't have to explain so much what everyone already knows on the other side of the coin.
I have prayed and prayed about this, and have not gotten an answer. I have sincerely told God that I will do whatever He wants me to do, but that I'd appreciate Him letting me know. Also, from instructions on how to receive answers to prayers, I have made a decision and prayed about it. When I got no answer, I made the other decision and prayed about it. Perhaps He is telling me it doesn't matter. Either choice would be good.
You see why I am so confused? I know, it's just Kindergarten. Maybe I should just try it and see how it goes. But that would mean giving up Levi's spot in the charter school. The charter is drawn by lottery, and he only got in after being on the waiting list for a while. What I don't want to have happen is homeschool a year, decide it's not for us, and end up sticking him in public school because he can't get into the charter again. So I need to be confident. But I'm so confused!!!