We are in the midst of a sea change here in the coffeehouse. We have made the difficult decision to have Little Man come on home to do school here, with me. Now, we have been homeschoolers from years ago. School decisions are a per kid, per year, per circumstance decision. Things shift and change all the time, especially with kids…especially with educating kids. What might work well one year, doesn’t the next. What might work badly one year, might be brilliant the next. Thus, we leave the option of change wide open. But, we don’t change without tremendous consideration, prayer, study and evaluation….mostly because I stew about things. But hey, at least it’s not impulsive.
Anyhow, all that is to say that we are back to homeschool, for one: my Anthony and third grade. The other kids are all doing great, so they are still at school. He was not. He is a kid with some issues and layers and this year at regular school (and we love our little school)….the new year has not been good. It’s been eroding connections around here and that, well, it’s unacceptable. So last week we made the final decision to bring him home, bring him close. He’s super smart this kid. The academics are not the issue. The attachment is the issue. We think that if he is supported in working through and building attachment and connection (and this conference last weekend totally hammered this home) then he will both mature and be able to fly higher with his school. I’m not willing to accept his frustration escalating and thus his skills and attachment eroding…I”m shooting for gain, for take off. So, for now, he is home.
Monday was the start. And, what better first task, than to start with the most basic of…everything: Bread. Yup. Anthony made his first loaf of bread, ever. We read my recipe together, he measured, he stirred, kneaded, waited, watched, shaped, and baked. It was science and math and cooking…but it was bonding. He did it. He was thrilled. So was I. It was yummy goodness. And in that first day, we had more CONNECTION than in the past month, altogether. But, it was serious, true eye to eye, intentional focused connection. (We did other stuff too, not only cook…don’t get all judgmental….)
Now, can you say “Honeymoon?” I can! Because yesterday, day two, was really tough. So, we had a one day honeymoon. But, while it’s tempting to be discouraged, I’m gonna chalk this whole week up to the choppy waters of changing seas. We, I pray, will find our sea legs. And we will figure out what works and what doesn’t, the timings, the flow. If you have a thought, toss a prayer for us our way. This is important stuff. Sure, the school stuff, the academics, it’s super important, vital. But the connection and heart of this boy? Critical. It’s everything.