I have determined that this week will usher in a period of grouchy-momness hitherto unequaled. Mom will be grouchy, grumpy, irritable, peevish, and downright unpleasant from time to time. The reason for this excessive grouchiness? Homeschooling.
See, here's the thing: I am an idiot. Every year I give the kids this long-winded pep talk about how their education is SO important, and they have to learn to work for what they want, nobody is giving them anything, blah blah blah. And every year they gaze vacantly in my general direction until I stop talking, then walk away....while I sit and catch my breath and delude myself into thinking that they might have actually listened this time. After
seven god-forsaken years quite a few years of homeschooling, I should no longer be surprised to discover that they have not listened, but have in fact spent the duration of my inspiring speech mentally cataloging their Pokemon cards. Oh, they give a pretty good imitation of initiative and industry for the first few weeks, but then normalcy returns and it's back to the daily battle to cram something into their Mom-as-teacher-resistant heads.
Well, this year, the stakes are a little higher. Last year was basically lost time as far as academics are concerned. They learned a lot of German, but let's not talk about long division or sentence diagramming, okay? It won't be pretty. So we have a lot of ground to make up, which is complicated by the boys' dyslexia and Seth's resistance to anything that will require him to think for more than two seconds. I would really love to get them into a small private school next year, because I think a little more "real-world" experience will be helpful for them as the college years approach. (EEEEEK! Just a sec....must...breathe.....) And I think the older two might - MIGHT - be ready by next fall. It's going to be a rough year, but they seem to be taking school much more seriously than in the past, and I've seen a lot of progress already in their math and writing skills in particular. But the youngest one - oof. I don't know. The intelligence is definitely there - the child is smart - but between the learning difference (which is profound) and his constitutional aversion to work, it is a mighty steep uphill road we're travelling.
Hence the grouchiness. In the interests of making as much progress as possible in the essentials, and incidentally pushing youngest child to actually DO what he's capable of, I have declared this week "math and writing ONLY" week. There is much writing and re-writing and erasing of incorrect answers going on this week, and my darling baby boy is not happy. Well, guess what? Neither am I! But I am going to find some way to light a fire under his little tail (figuratively speaking) or die trying. I know his potential, and I'll be darned if I'm going to let him waste it. So - grouchy mom on the prowl!
(But if we win the lottery I am SO hiring a private tutor...!!!)