I'm grateful for the past 22 years for the chance to homeschool my children. I won't lie, there have been many bumps in the road, but I eventually learned how to smooth them out, go around them or make them part of our life.
I say this because after 22 years of homeschooling, I'm in the middle of my second to last year and I'm facing some tough decisions.
First, what to do with ten book cases of books?
Second, what am I going to do next?
Third, how to deal with the emotional drain packing up ten book cases cause? I want to blame the dust for my tears, but I really think it is the memories.
Lewis and Clark (What a trip--three weeks across the USA!)
Baseball (Junior sure made that unit fun!)
Gardening/Botany (I should let my kids do the garden every year.)
Human Body (What is connect to what?)
Dissections (GROSS! I still faint at the smell of earthworms.)
History of US (
British Royalty (divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded and lived--or something like that.)
Cooking (I should do that one every year, they know what's for dinner and when it is.)
Geography (Now where is Liechtenstein anyway?)
Geology (Baking soda, vinegar, food coloring and a mop.)
Chemistry (I'm still not sure how I taught that!)
Flight (I still can't believe he let Kray fly that plane!)
Washington State History (Road Trip!)
Weather (How many of you have a Stevenson Screen?)