We had a friend over today who has recently started homeschooling. I’m sure I barraged her with Too Much Stuff (also, is “barrage” transitive? that looks funny), but it was great for the girls to have a plain old playdate, no educational content required.
My friend asked the girls what the best and worst things about homeschooling were. I didn’t get to hear what Violet says, and she can’t remember, and she doesn’t know anyway. (Um, someone is turning 11 soon.)
Victoria focused on our co-op and said that the worst thing was cutting out stuff in science (they were doing a lot of cutting and pasting until we talked with the teacher about it). I didn’t get to hear her best, but she told me later in the car, again speaking of co-op:
“I said, ‘I like it that my mom is always there.'”
Who knew? Me just sitting there knitting and working while she is off in class is her best thing (today).
Six is a great age.