This has been one of those mornings. The kind of morning that leaves me thinking that “school,” any “school,” would be better than homeschool. I’m just being honest here. I sent my little scholar right up to her room after poor effort and the attitude it reflected got the better of me.
So, I sat down with a piece of dark chocolate and a frothy cup of coffee and took stock. Not just of her attitude, but of mine.
Am I patient enough?
Am I encouraging enough?
Am I giving my best effort?
And, before I could finish typing that thought, she sneaked into the room, snuggled up to me, and said, “I’m sorry.”
Me, too, sweetheart.
Because this is hard. For both of us some days.
But we are learning. And, we’re learning a lot more than math.
We’re learning to work together. To forgive. To get along. To love.
So, I won’t ship her off to “school” just yet. But, I might have another cup of coffee.