Once Again God Is Faithful

Making the decision to homeschool was not an easy one.  I don't think there has been one single day where I have not thought, "Am I doing this right?  Am I messing up my boys' entire education?"   Taking control over your child's education is no small matter.  It is a huge thing.  It is consuming.  Am I using the right math?  Are they keeping up with their public school peers?  Are they being challenged?  There are extreme highs and extreme lows. 

My biggest fear was always that once they graduated they would not be prepared for college.   That was my biggest concern from day one.   I prayed and prayed and prayed that God would give me what I needed to prepare my boys. 

Last night I walked into Todd's room and he handed me a letter he received from his college a few weeks ago.    It was congratulating him on making President's Scholar for the first semester.   A perfect 4.0 in his classes.   He was completely unimpressed.   In fact, he was frustrated because making President's Scholar means he has to attend an awards ceremony.  My son is very much an introvert and the thought of anyone paying attention to him just makes him cringe.  He said, "If I had known making a 4.0 would mean an awards ceremony I would  not have done it."   I laughed and reminded him of what else making a 4.0 means -- scholarship money.

I walked to my room and sat down and cried and thanked God for honoring my prayers.  For preparing my sweet son for college.  For using my obedience when he asked me to homeschool my boys despite my shortcomings.   For teaching me yet again that in my weakness He is strong!

Now I have exactly one week to make sure I don't cry when it is time to attend this awards ceremony.  If my sweet guy doesn't like awards ceremonies, he definitely wouldn't like a teary Mom at one.

Breakfast With A Baby

"Breakfast With A Baby"

Baby awake from the cold long night

Awakened by the morning sun so bright.

Smells of doughnuts from down the hall -

All of those doughnuts, can he eat them all?

Big ones, little ones, some only the holes - 

All guaranteed to get all over his clothes.

Full, energized and ready to play.

Breakfast was all the baby needed to start his day.

This sweet couplet was written by Little Guy.  We have been working on poetry for English.   He has different styles he is supposed to create.  The couplet is one of them and as he watched 14 month old Sam one month he came up with this one.