Remembering
I was thinking about the days when Joshua went to his little private school a couple years ago. Yesterday Joshua dug up all of his old school work looking for his drawings. He would laugh everytime he saw one. Then just keep on digging for more, until the whole house was full of old papers laying all over the place. I let him do it. It's very rare to see Josh as happy as he was yesterday. I was looking at all of the things that he did at that school. It's amazing. He was learning Latin, cursive, adding, reading, etc. This was all in K-1st grade. Wow. I have some work cut out for me this year. I have some of those things to teach them, but how am I going to get it all done. I have the will, I just don't know in reality how much of this stuff I can accomplish with them. I am not sending them to school. That's for sure. I was tortured with guilt everytime Joshua would walk out the door with my dad to go to school. It's partly because I had the daycare. I wasn't able to go to his class and help like I wanted to. But deep down insde of me, I think even if I were there helping all of the time, I would've felt the same way. I know some day, I have to let go of my sons. But if I have a chance when they're little to teach them things that they wouldn't normally learn at school, then I'm going to do it. I was talking with one of the ladies at our church that is a teacher. I asked her if she was all ready with her lesson plans. She said no. This made me feel much better knowing that a teacher wasn't ready. She said that she just stays one step ahead of her students. That's all I try to do. I am a lot more organized this year than I was last year. Partly because I know as soon as this new baby comes, I need to be in a schudule already.