I haven't been terribly inspired to write lately, but yet I want to keep writing. In fact, I would really like to write on a regular basis. When I write, I get a feeling of accomplishment, like I'm doing something. Now, to anyone who has been in my household, that would be a really funny statement. Why? Because with five boys, three of them being homeschooled, one too young, and one in public high school... I am always doing something. Yet, for some reason, writing seems to capture something for me that my other work does not. My other work comes and goes. Workbooks get filled out and put in boxes (as a record that my kids have actually done something for the year). Books get read and put back on the shelf or sent to the library. Experiments and projects are done and slowly disappear. But my writing, that stays. Months, or years, later, I can look back and see what I was thinking, what I was learning, what I was doing.
Being so busy makes this record more meaningful to me. I am not rewarded in money. I am rewarded in happiness and knowledge. My accomplishments are not material. I can't easily show anyone what I've spent my days and nights doing. Days come and go so quickly that sometimes I can't even remember what I've done, only that I've been busy. In a sense, I guess, my writing is a record of the timeline of my life. For this reason, I think, it has value to me. And maybe it can have value for someone else, as well.
I think I'm going to start writing about my daily adventures. I sometimes get the feeling that no one would be interested in my daily life. And I still feel that is true. But remembering that the writing is mostly for me anyway, I think I will begin to try making this blog more of a JOURnal... a daily writing, covering the events and thoughts of the day.
Maybe.
Today, we were supposed to go the the zoo. Our membership is set to expire soon, with no money to renew it. So, we rearranged our school schedule to have two days off this week. Amazingly, we accomplished (almost) five days worth of work in three days. When the kids are truly motivated, we can do such a thing.
I normally schedule Fridays as light days anyway, so that we can go do things we want to do or just have a light day if we're tired. This week, the kids wanted Wednesday off, as well, so they could go skating... which we did. They really had fun. In the past, they haven't wanted to skate as much, but I find quite a few things are changing this year. They are beginning to take much more interest in physical activity. Not that they haven't been running all through the house or in the front yard for most of their young lives, but this year they are taking a greater interest in a greater variety of sports activities.
My oldest two played basketball this summer and my oldest is playing Upward Basketball right now. He is loving it (and I think my second son is regretting that he chose not to sign up himself). They are playing baseball this spring and have expressed interest in playing football this fall. All of this is good for me. I love watching them play sports. It's the most fun we have as a family, and playing on teams is a great learning experience for them. Besides, I love throwing balls with them and encouraging them to push themselves to perform better, then watching them get better and experience a sense of accomplishment in the improvement they make.
Truly, I feel sorry for the kids who play sports and have to go to school. When my boys have late games, I let them sleep in and we start school when they have enough rest. I can only imagine bunches of little boys struggling to stay awake in elementary school the morning after their late night game. This week, we had games every day except Wednesday and tonight. Next week, we'll have games every single night. By the end of the week, we're tired. I'm tired now. But I wouldn't trade it. There are times of the year when we're bored with plenty of free time and there are times of the year like this. Both have their benefits.
And I must be getting better at homeschooling, because we're not behind. Of course, now that I've said that...
Last year, we worked into the summer, but I'm trying really hard not to do that again this year. Of course, last year, we had just gotten Richard and were going through a big adjustment, with plenty of fireworks. This year is (so far) much more stable. And with Richard back in school, I have more free time to focus on the younger students. Next year will be another transition year as my youngest will be old enough to start pre-school. I expect he'll enjoy it, but everything with a little one is one on one. And sometimes, older brothers get jealous; especially when they see how little work the new student has.
Well, I think that just about wraps up what I have to say tonight. Of course, there is so much more I could say, but this is a blog not a book. And there will be many, many more days...
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