I find this to be such a weird thing to say and experience: Schooling two kids is better than just schooling one.
I don't know why this is. But I love it [and I'm quite relieved to find it to be this way so far since, well, my plans on homeschooling a passel of tiny people has always been a lifelong dream].
Adding a half hour of structured schooling for Finley to our day, interspersed between Lucas's subjects, has made our days pass so smoothly. Finley loves to be included and have his special school time. Lucas always knows what to expect and looks forward to passing his warmed chair to Finley while he takes a Lego break. I don't know how it will be when Boy 3 and 4 join the mix, but the two boy schedule has been beautiful.
Lucas is flying through his second grade work. He is working on fraction/decimal conversions and can easily work through long division problems. His reading/writing/spelling continue to be grades beyond his age. He considers any kind of logic puzzle to be a fun reward. He loves fact books and will often greet me each day with a "Mommy, did you know..." [which, 4 times out of 5, I do not]. Two of his latest revelations? Houseflies only buzz in the key of F and when anglerfish mate the male attaches himself to the female until he starts losing his eyes and organs [feel free to look it up for more exact details]. You're welcome.
Finley
loves being able to read now. He will often sit in the bathroom reading over his word charts or I will catch him picking out words on things around the house. He still gets lowercase B's and D's mixed up at times, which makes for some funny sentences, but he'll get there. He's starting to read more smoothly and he no longer wants me to point at each word, taking a swipe at my hand any time I try to point at a word to show him his place. So ungrateful. The giggles he gets when he reads a funny story is everything. He loves to talk about what he just read, in such a serious manner, and it's adorable. I love his opinions and take on things. He gets a big kick out of our writing lessons each day, and he loves when we choose which letter he executed the best that day. He is working on adding and subtracting up to 5 and the way he checks his math on his sweaty little chunks of fingers is so cute.
This particular phase right now is pretty excellent. I have all the good feelings and zero complaints. I love these kiddos and am so glad I get to be their teacher on the daily.
It's an incredible feeling to realize you're living out your life just the way you imagined it years upon years ago. ❤
[Did you notice how I'm pretending to ignore the fact that I haven't blogged in 85 years? 😬 Sometimes you've got to skip the excuses and just jump right in...]
