It has been a slow and steady kind of day. Our house misses our friends. They boys played most of the morning in the second bedroom that they'd been using while here. Woody has wanted a lot more of my time and attention than usual.
"Mom, look at this!" "Mom, come here!" "Mom!" "Mom!" "Mom!" (This, when I leave the room to go pee.)
So, we stayed home most of the day, leaving only to pick up the milk. We played with all the toys that had been favorites for the past week. Daddy Honey was pounced upon when he arrived home from work. Soccer, the board game Trouble, wrestling, and backyard knights. There was drama when the last of the Xylitol mints was gone. Then there was another board game and quesadillas.
Life goes on with this happy week behind us, a period of transition, and something new ahead.
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.