I'm watching my daughter scoop whipped topping into a bowl as I write. It seems a year ago, the hardest time of the day for me was 4-5 or while making dinner. This year it is the last hour before bedtime. It drives me crazy. The kids are wound up. They are hungry even after a good meal. They have on fresh jammies and insist on playing in every spot the dog left her hair behind, and I just want some time for me. (Excuse my pause as I get this kid some graham crackers for her whipped topping. LOL.)
I am excited to say we have made reservations for a hotel in Duluth and registered to attend our first homeschool conference. I have wanted to homeschool as long as I can remember. It must have been over 10 years ago that I was cutting the hair of a homeschool child and I couldn't help but think "This kid has a real personality" He laughed, had real conversation, didn't hide his eyes and wasn't sarcastic. He was genuine and pleasant. A kid that was different from the rest.
When my daughter was two I convinced my husband to attend an informational seminar. It was a three hour session. I have been praying about homeschooling our children since I wanted to have children. That is a long time considering we had four and a half years of infertility.
Now we are one step closer. For full disclosure, my husband has been against homeschooling from the beginning. I think mostly in fear or our children being deprived of what all the other kids have. After attending the first seminar he agreed I could homeschool the kids through third grade. Then after awhile, he took it back and said he never agreed to that.
We had a big conversation that included lots of tears from me and we agreed to go this conference. I must remind any readers if they don't know, my husband and I are in very different spiritual places. I want you to know that if you think you are so different from me and really you may be more like me than some other families following the same path.
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