A TYPICAL HOMESCHOOL DAY

Okay so not so typical. It started off bad, so yuck. I waddled downstairs grunting at all and sundry. Went to turn on the coffee machine, filled the one part with water, and then instead of putting the coffee into the filter cup thingy… I threw it into the water holder thingy.

So the day started with me having to tip the entire cappuccino machine upside down to get the coffee out before it clogged up the works. Not a train smash I know but, I’ve had better mornings!

We also had the painter here aaaaalllllll day. So the house smells painty yuck, and I didn’t get enough paint, so they have to come back next week. But the light side, is our house is finally starting to look the way I’ve always wanted it to. Today they were painting StJohns room, so he was up and down the stairs checking and generally just overseeing the project.  Lord have mercy on the painter! While he was busy Jules and I were ooking through her work for this coming term. In between StJohns trips up the stairs, we did a bit of reading work.

We cooked a rather large dinner for tonight, specifically for John, as it is the beginning of a 4 day holiday for him, instead of just a plain old weekend. Got to celebrate as often as possible! This went well, and the 4 of us  had a really fun dinner tonight, with candles and everything. We don’t get this right every night any more, because John is unable to get home in time, now that he works over the mountain.

Exciting news…Our chickens arrive tomorrow. 3 Rhode Island Reds. So our task in the morning, is finish the coop and level an area, for them. We’ve never owned or cared for a chicken before so hold thumbs that they live long and happy lives in spite of our ignorance!

And then as a final bedtime surprise, we found, or maybe we were found by, … a mouse, in the dining room.  The cat, Ruby, looks up from washing her paw as if to say, “Mmmh, a mouse.So?” Well what do we do? John looks at me, I look at him. Neither of us knows how to get the poor thing out. The cat won’t eat him, so. I guess we have a new house guest for the moment. I honestly can’t cope with trying to either, chase him out…(I’m nowhere near fast enough) or murdering him…just seems wrong.

But I am a bit odd in this regard, well the whole family is in fact. I don’t like moving spiders webs when they are being lived in, so I tend to clean around them until the spider, either moves on or “crosses over”.  If they’re in an inconvenient place then we take them outside. We live in a wooden house with many, many, many nooks and crannies. At present we also have 2 gecko eggs, that have been laid on the landing of the stairs in a corner. We’re waiting to see what emerges.

So maybe not the most typical day but close. The kids had 2 friends over this afternoon to celebrate the beginning of the holidays. (Look!Look! My children are being socialised!LOL!)

Sorry about that, just a slight reaction/mini-rant brought on by years of being asked by every Tom, Dick and Harry, “How do your kids socialise?Don’t they have socialisation issues?” And my favourite….. “But how do they make friends?”

I mean, you seriously have to be in a semi-conscious state to ask someone a question like that. What are they expecting a blow by blow account?! Maybe,… well my daughter walks slowly up to another child and smiles shyly whilst saying,”Hello, I’m Juliette, would you like to play with me?”

I mean what on earth do people want to know or are they possibly just a tad psychologically unstable?

Sorry,sorry,sorry. It’s been a long day, between upside down coffee machines, painters and new mice moving in.

I’m off to bed, and will pray  for patience tonight. Hopefully tomorrow will be one of those days were joy abounds, and everything flows with ease.

Blessings to you all,

Sue.xx

2 Responses to “A TYPICAL HOMESCHOOL DAY”

  1. This is funny because it sounds like one of my off days too. Hopefully they won’t come too often. I need my sanity! :)

  2. Oh we are always asked the same questions by people, when they discover we homeschool, they get this shocked expression on their face and ask so many questions about exams and socialisation. I think the socialisation question is always the first question. It used to stress me out, but now I just say, it is going well. I really don’t feel the need to explain or try to convince people about why we made this wonderful choice, but I’m glad we did, our children are thriving and so happy.

    Blessings

    Linda

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