Homeschooling, that is.
A while back I mentioned that I’d never mentioned to my folks that we have no intention of enrolling our youngest two children in school when they reach Kindergarten age.
I finally spilled the beans. Actually, I wasn’t even brave enough to spill the beans. I was backed into a corner when my mother of all people, asked if I was planning to enroll Lil’ Princess into a four-year-old pre-k program this fall. You know, because it would be good for her. At that point, all my reasons for procrastinating faded away and I jumped in with both feet.
Me: Well, uh, we’ve decided that we’re going to homeschool them.
The response: Do you have your license?
Me: I don’t need a license.
This opened the door for me to offer a bit of intelligence and explanation of homeschooling and all that it entails, as far as what’s required in our state. The initial skepticism remains, though I’m sure in time I’ll have their full support.
While I was prepared for a bit of skepticism, and even a bit of opposition, I still found myself feeling compelled to address the “socialization” aspect. This, even though we have a house full of kids, live near countless cousins, and am in constant fellowship with other people. What is it about that socialization aspect that we have swallowed hook, line, and sinker?
Right now, I’m just relieved that the conversation has finally begun. It’s one that will be ongoing for a while, I’m sure.
At least until it becomes obvious that we know exactly what we are doing, and that the kids are well-educated, appropriately socialized, and all around okay.