My second grader tested into the third grade level in language arts, but thinks he should be exempt from anything work-related in that category.
Okie dokie. We'll see how that flies in high school.
My dear friend from college has been doing the same curriculum in another state for a year now and she constantly encouraged me to be patient.
It will get better.
When I turned a teary eye and
angry heavy heart to the seasoned homeschooling moms in my life, they reminded me that the beginning of the school year is a transition for the entire family.
They were right. They were all right.
This week, we have finally hit our stride - and with happy hearts. We have been blowing through school stuff and finishing before lunchtime, leaving us with the afternoon for fun and crazy boy antics.
I'm so grateful. The boys are working at their own paces. They are sometimes skipping the unnecessary work that they already know and passing the assessments in order to move on to the next lesson. Other times they are spending a couple of extra days to learn and master the material.
That's what I love about homeschooling right now.
Reflecting on all of this, I realize that I have this habit of losing hope in the midst of trying seasons of parenting.
Eating what is served.
Treating each other like they want to be treated.
I could go on, but I think you can get it. In the moment, I think we'll never get to the other side of the trial. The behavior will never change. I try to make a million excuses for my boys. But I tell you what...
Perseverance is key.
All that consistent parenting that "they" talk about... it works.
When I get to the other side of these seemingly insurmountable challenges, I look back and see that time and perseverance are the keys to training behavior and attitudes.
Now if I can only remember this for the next test.
And by the way, I take such comfort in the fact that God never gives up on me!