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Weeks of school, that is.

Week 2 of homeschooling is complete and it went well. It was a shortened week with Labor Day on Monday and my "tutoring" at the homeschool tutorial on Tuesday. It was a bit hard to get into the groove on Wednesday.

By Thursday, I was already tired of doing workbook work for Math and Writing, so we headed outside to do a counting and adding "hop scotch" game. It was fun and even Caleb got in on it too! I think I may need to switch from the Miquon math to something else . . . Joshua likes the rods, but I am finding the rest of it tedious for his age.

Friday started off rough. I am realizing more and more that kids learn best what they like best. We started with our Bible reading and , to practice narration, I asked Joshua to tell me what we read about in his own words. He responded, "I do not remember". And no prodding or guidance could move him to say anything else. Next, a saint story . . . Mother Theresa. After reading it, I got the same response. By this time, I was quite upset and I was not sure where to go. But, we moved on and he completed all his other work well. He completed his handwriting lesson so well, he even started to teach his two year old brother!! Joshua was completing a page on writing the letter F. While he is writing, I make him say the strokes out loud, so that I know that he is completing it methodically. Well, Caleb sat down next to him and Joshua gave him a worksheet and a pencil and promptly told and showed Caleb how to write an F. Caleb even started to recite how to draw it while scribbling on the paper!! It was such a cute site to see. It gave me another reason to love homeschooling.

Finally, we ended with Science. It was a lesson on how wind is formed (something I "tutor" in Physical Science to 9th graders). Do you know, I can still ask him how it is formed and he can tell me almost word of word what he learned in the lesson!! He has got such an incredible mind and it seems like science is his subject of choice. I am glad that I got such a great science curriculum for him. I think it will help me to teach him the other subjects "through" science.

Overall, I was very content with the week. The days seem to fly by now and I am finding that I am still having a hard time getting everything else done around the house. The thing I miss the most is having quiet time to pray. I do pray throughout the day, but I really love to have quiet time to sit and pray and I have just not found that time yet. Hopefully next week I will go to bed earlier (no more Olympics or Political Conventions to keep me up!), and get up earlier for that time.

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