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.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Today, so far, has been one of sweet recovery and reacquaintance with a favorite place, home.
The K'Nex, toy tank, and Playmobil vikings have all seen much action. Laundry from the trip was washed and hung out to dry. Nicktoons has been on more often than off. Scrambled eggs with broccoli, orange slices, and the last of yeterday's animal cracker car snacks were eaten. Eyewitness Medieval Life and Florida's Native Snakes have been pored over. The mail was checked. The dishes were done. The dogs were let out to romp in the weak but appreciated sunshine. An aquarium brochure was found in the suitcase and examined with what thoughts, I can only guess. And in a sweetly telling moment of the effect of having made the trip to Chicago as a family, Fox asked, "Where's daddy?," forgetting that during the days during the week, Daddy Honey is at work. Woody reminded him. They resumed wrapping a toy soldier in string in order to show that he was the captive for the K'Nex aliens to rescue in the toy tank.