Most of the time home education and parenting runs somewhat smoothly, it is a dance not without bumps or missteps, but we all move together on the path of learning, creating and growing. And I have even had the occasional day were I sit back and think man this is just like I pictured the perfect day. I secretly hope that is the day someone will pop by and see how wonderful everyone is. No missteps and everyone is flawless. Those days I know the kids are geniuses.
There are the other days.
The days when homeschooling or parenting the kids is nothing like a dance, unless it is Elaine’s hot mess dance from Seinfeld. In general on these days it is all harder than herding sugar laden kittens. No let me take that back. Kittens actually move maybe it is harder than herding a sea of snails with ADHD hopped up on pixie sticks who need their next pixie stick fix. Unable to focus, all over the place, leaving a trail of slimy ooze behind them as they vacillate from being slower than slow to being distracted by a shiny object and darting off only to become distracted again.
All the while I look a hot mess. Running around in a pair of yoga pants that I think were once black but now look an odd hue of grey with bleach stains down the one side, in a shirt that has spit up and hair that is piled high on top my head. Oh did I mention the fact that it is afternoon? Not the morning. And I have not showered and there are 3 pencils stuck in my hair visible to everyone but me. While I search frantically for a pencil, because I cannot find one & have forgotten that my hair is a virtual playground for pencils, I yell “WHERE DID MY PENCIL GO?!?”
Yeah, on these days I tell myself that heroes and saints are made. The days I persevere, everyone survives in tact and math facts were tackled even when it would have been easier to think “Who cares if they ever learn math, what is math anyway? Who needs math?” But I don’t given in. Instead a cold sweat break out across my brow picturing them living in the basement at 26 unable to hold a job because it turns out math IS important!! Math makes the world go round & you need math!! To, oh, I don’t know, balance a check book, pay bills, and practice quadratic equations for fun. Ok, maybe not the last part but the first two things for sure.
Then I breathe. Deep breaths. In and out. Gathering my thoughts and realize, I simply need to go with the flow and relax. We will get through and learn all we need to even if the cattle get more restless and need more pit stops on the way. And hey Elaine’s dance may have been a hot mess but dang was it fun. And sometimes you have to dance like you don’t care who is watching.