Week one is officially done! I have learned so much this week through quite a bit of trial and error. I have learned that Perrin really loves using legos to do addition and subtraction, but he hates using shaving cream to write words because it's "disgusting." I have learned that he rocks at math and enjoys playing educational games on the computer. I have learned that he needs to follow a very rigid schedule, but it does not have to be the same each day, so I'm able to shift subjects around based on his energy level and attention span. I have learned that he goes nuts for low crawl and crab walk races in between subjects, and that he definitely needs downtime to do whatever the hell he wants around lunchtime. I have learned many things this week, but the most important thing I have learned is that Perrin and I are a fantastic team! We are both highly anxious people, and sending him to school every day filled us both with knots in our bellies. We are both so relaxed, learning in a quiet, safe environment without judgment, ridicule, or fear. Best of all, we're having fun. When it snowed for the first time yesterday, we cut the day a little short to play in the snow for over an hour after lunch. To make up for it, we had school today while the rest of the district is out.
I honestly had a concern that I'd miss my "free time," but that time was not spent being particular productive, and I felt a bit useless. Being Perrin's teacher has given me structure and a purpose. I love putting together lesson plans for each day. I love scouring the internet for curriculum ideas and using mine and Perrin's creative spirits to come up with fun projects that we both enjoy.
We froze water balloons and added salt to learn why salt melts ice, and then we added food coloring and watched it sink into the cracks. The end product was beautiful, and Perrin loved watching it slowly melt over the course of the day.
So, at the end of week one, I'd call this homeschooling experiment a glowing success. Perrin is a very good student, and I'm looking forward to seeing him blossom in a classroom where he's praised for trying his best and cherished for being quirky.
I want to thank everyone who has given me so much support and encouragement. Without my friends and family cheering me on, I don't think I would feel confident that I can do this. Now I look ahead to my son's future and feel certain that he will thrive. I'm sure my inner critic will pipe in every now and then to tell me I'm inadequate or I will occasionally let someone else's criticism shake my assurance, but in the end, I know that I must listen to that quiet voice that tells me to follow my heart and everything will be okay.