My son Woody turned six in November of 2011. That would have been the kindergarten year for most kids, 180 days that mark the beginning of the school career. But Woody did his learning in the big, wide, beautiful world, without school being a part of it.

I'm Teresa Honey, and I kept this blog to document this time in my son's life, to share pictures and stories with far-away friends and relatives, and to add ours to the many stories of families living rich, engaging, loving lives with learning happening all the time and in many forms, totally inseparable from every other part of being human.

Here you'll find 180 or so learning moments recorded from August, 2011 to April, 2012 in the life of a 5-turned-6-year-old radically unschooled kid.

Friday, December 9, 2011

75

The post office, with its busy back-and-forth, many sized and priced packaging materials, bins and slips and slots and scales and security, is a fascinating place. And the idea that for as little as 23 cents you can put something wonderful in someone else's hands is pretty amazing. (We have been enjoying a postcard exchange with our friends Hope and Mike who live near D.C. and who go to neat places.)

Woody had many questions as we went to mail Nana's package today, and we lingered a while at the P.O. boxes to play a little number-hunt game.