Night Thoughts

I felt like a movie theater usher as I swept up all the kernels- they were everywhere! Good thing I can use a broom on our floors and be quiet with my thoughts, rather than push a loud vacuum around to do the job. It was movie night, and Sarah has gotten good at making popcorn on the stove. We have had microwave popcorn in the past, but our microwave is acting up, and its death is imminent. Best to have alternative cooking methods for when the snack urge strikes.
The movie is over now, and they are in bed. I hear Aliyah reading books to the little girls. The calmness of it all soothes me, a nearly perfect night. It might be perfect except we are missing our fearless leader and the two oldest brothers. They went camping this weekend, leaving this afternoon. When Daddy and the boys are away with Trail Life, it is different, but also a little fun, allowing us girls to do special things, too. Like a movie night.
A full day, a full week, with work and play and school. School is going better than I would have imagined. Luke has the uncanny knack for just saying something, just blurting out statements, really, that have the power to turn things around for me in a good way. Right before we were set to begin school again, I was complaining again about how difficult it was to do all that I am expected to do, blah, blah, blah, and he said, “You’ve got to be more firm with the children when it comes to school; sit and study from 9:30 to 11:30; don’t let them get up from the table until work is done.” Hmmm. In all these years of meager attempts at homeschooling, I haven’t once approached it as packing the material into a set time. I know, I must have been born yesterday. I guess I figure that since we are home, we don’t have to obey a rigid schedule like they do at public school. But a rigid schedule is not without its merits, as I am witnessing these two weeks so far. Sure, we’re going to have THOSE days, but having the mindset that we will do our best to stick to the schedule and, incidentally, the reassurance that we will stop at 11:30, has been a breath of fresh air. Thank you, my sweet teacher, for solving a problem in one sentence.
And it may be to early to say this, but I feel like I am finally growing up, like I am finally ready to say that I CAN homeschool my children. It has been years.