Making homeschool decisions easy
I am currently reading for the third time a little novel that is such a treat for me and one that I have a difficult time putting down. It’s a delightful story and homeschool idea book all rolled into one. I’m talking about the book Pocketful of Pinecones by Karen Andreola, the veteran homeschooling mother who brought to light the works of Charlotte Mason. The
If you are just beginning to homeschool, you need to make it a priority to find outside support. There will be times when you will have questions or concerns that an experienced homeschooler can help you answer. Other times, you will need a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on. Be very careful sharing your struggles with friends and relatives who aren’t supportive of
If lessons are meant to be creative, mine fail. This year, lessons are pretty much straight from the book. Commendable plans smolder in my thoughts. Our idea books are perused often, but not by me. My son has taken to finding his own creativity. I applaud his efforts. Pilgrim’s Progress When I asked him to record the characters in Pilgrim’s Progress, he hunted for Alternatives
It is my belief that our homeschool adventure is just as much for me as it is for my children. I do not believe that I called myself to homeschool. I only answered the call. I believe it is what has been planned for our family since the blueprints were drawn up. May I share with you why I believe this? Deut. 6:5-9 says:
When my husband and I decided to homeschool our children, I did what most new homeschooling moms do – I got online and started researching curriculum. Early on in my search I began to realize that there were many different philosophies of homeschooling. Up to that point, I honestly had not heavily pondered my own educational philosophy. I was simply trying to find a reading
Guest posting today is Loni. You can find her blogging about daily life, her homeschool adventure, and unexpected surprises at Hearts-In-Training. It came out of nowhere. Hitting me like a sweet warm summer breeze, instantly calming my spirit, slowly I felt the tension fade from my soul. Seriously, it was exactly what I needed at that moment. Isn’t it funny how at any given time,
I remember my first year as a homeschool mama. We had just pulled my daughter out of public school. She was going into the 4th grade, only because she had been through 3rd grade twice, and she could not do 3rd grade again. My middle son was going to start kindergarten. The summer before we started homeschooling everything changed. My daughter had had a
