Audrey has reached the age where lots of people we meet ask us whether she's in nursery. We get quite mixed reactions when we say we're home educating - mostly people are curious. Are we allowed to do that? What qualifications do we have to have? Do we have to follow a curriculum? Do standardised testing? Get permission, be evaluated? Some people say they wish they could do it, or that they aren't brave or clever enough.
Really, home ed is whatever you want it to be. You don't have to be especially clever or brave, you don't have to have it all worked out. There is tremendous freedom and what most home educators will tell you is that no two days are alike.
Socialising is the thing most people are concerned about, and that one is possibly the most easy to sort out. We meet up with a group of other home educating families with small children once a week, Audrey also goes to a music class on Mondays and a dance class on Thursdays, and we meet up with friends a lot on the in-between days as well. She has plenty of contact with other children her age - and, importantly, other people as well! Children who are older, or younger, teenagers, adults, people of all ages. She has friends who are parents and friends who are babies. This is one of the things I treasure about home education.
So what does a typical home ed day look like? Well, as I said, each day is different. Many days we go out on adventures to all sorts of places. Some days we stay in and play. Let's look at this morning.
This morning we woke up rather early (about 5am - Audrey has a cough and is sleeping badly, poor thing). We watched some videos and had breakfast. When Ian left for work we made sure he had two cupcakes that Audrey and I made yesterday, one for him and one for his friend and work colleague David, who Audrey especially likes.
We went out onto the balcony to check on our seedlings. They are growing bigger every day! Audrey wants to check on them constantly. She talks to them to help them grow.
We cut up some vegetables to go feed the animals. We have three rabbits, two guinea pigs, five rats, two hamsters, a gerbil and two cats. A lot of work! We usually clean out at least a couple of cages a day. Audrey helped me feed carrots, cabbage and peppers to our little friends, and top up their hay and water.
We read a book called Is That You Wolf? seven times in a row. I get very bored of this repetition, but I know that there are developmental reasons that children this age love things done over and over. We play with her toy Iguanadon and toy wolf, making them talk to each other. I take a bath while Audrey reads another book to her toys.
We go for a walk and collect interesting sticks. We take Audrey's pink scooter. She shows everyone we pass her scraped knees from scooting about yesterday at the park. We take a toy caterpillar and pretend it can talk. We see two bumble bees, and talk a lot about butterflies. We flap our flappy wings, and buy flowers at the supermarket that have been discounted. We get home just as it starts to rain. We make an indoor picnic - cheese sandwiches and cherry tomatoes. Audrey arranges the flowers in a vase. We paint our nails - mine are blue, hers are red.
We get out coffee filter papers and draw on them with felt tip pens, then drop water from a pipette on them to make patterns. When they dry we cut them into butterfly shapes and glue our sticks to them. When they dry we will hang them from the ceiling.
We read the wolf story again, and pretend the wolf has hurt his tooth and has to see the dentist. We pretend that a plastic dinosaur is the dentist, and Audrey is the nurse. We feed the wolf a dandelion and tell him to brush his teeth every night before bed.
Audrey watches a video while I set up a sensory tray - glass beads, marbles, sea shells, buttons, ice cube fish from the freezer. She admires the sea shells most of all, showing me each one and describing the shape and colour. She feeds the ice fish to the wolf - "how about a wee fish for lunch?"
Later, Ian will be home from work. He and Audrey will play Scribblenauts and read Mr Magnolia and I will knit from a ball of wool Audrey helped me to wind. We will clean the wolf's teeth before bed.
So that's a typical home ed day for us at 3 years old, for anyone who perhaps wondered. I feel so amazingly lucky to be able to live this life. What fun we have.
Monday, 9 June 2014
Thursday, 29 May 2014
Loved Up
Three years in, and I am loving motherhood so hard. Yes it's hard work, no one would ever say that it wasn't, but I love it so much that I can barely put words to it.
Audrey at three years old is incredibly loving and affectionate. She tells me she loves me daily, she tells me she likes me, she tells me I'm her friend. It's an indescribable feeling every time she does.
You guys, I miss her right now. She's asleep upstairs and I miss her and can't wait to go up and hug her and tell her I love her and snuggle up next to her and fall asleep.
I know it sounds overblown and sentimental and silly. I don't even care.
I love reading stories with her.
I love spending all day out in the rain with her.
I love making giant siphonophores in the bath out of old plastic Easter eggs with her.
I love growing sunflowers with her.
I love jumping around with her.
I love nursing her.
I love it when we're out walking and she takes my hand.
I love "MOON CHEESE!"
I love her grin.
I love playing catch.
I love watching videos.
I love it when she wants us both to squeeze onto one chair.
I love train trips with her.
I love sitting next to her on the bus.
I love cooking with her.
And I don't even care if this post is ridiculous and sappy. I know how lucky I am, and I'm not going to pretend this isn't the best thing I've ever been part of.
Audrey at three years old is incredibly loving and affectionate. She tells me she loves me daily, she tells me she likes me, she tells me I'm her friend. It's an indescribable feeling every time she does.
You guys, I miss her right now. She's asleep upstairs and I miss her and can't wait to go up and hug her and tell her I love her and snuggle up next to her and fall asleep.
I know it sounds overblown and sentimental and silly. I don't even care.
I love reading stories with her.
I love spending all day out in the rain with her.
I love making giant siphonophores in the bath out of old plastic Easter eggs with her.
I love growing sunflowers with her.
I love jumping around with her.
I love nursing her.
I love it when we're out walking and she takes my hand.
I love "MOON CHEESE!"
I love her grin.
I love playing catch.
I love watching videos.
I love it when she wants us both to squeeze onto one chair.
I love train trips with her.
I love sitting next to her on the bus.
I love cooking with her.
And I don't even care if this post is ridiculous and sappy. I know how lucky I am, and I'm not going to pretend this isn't the best thing I've ever been part of.
Wednesday, 23 April 2014
30
I'm way behind, as always, but my birthday was in March and we had the most beautiful day out at Linlithgow. Yummy hot chocolate in little cafes, walks along the lake to see all the beautiful water birds, and then a spooky visit to the old ruined palace (we were the only ones there and it was very atmospheric). Fun!
Om nom nom.
Okay, there were a LOT of birds.
Linlithgow is beautiful when it's just edging into Spring.
Architecture! History! Pretty stuff!
Beautiful old castle. Really beautiful. (Much better than Edinburgh Castle!)
It was like walking into a fantasy novel. Only cooler. I wish I could convey to you the scale of this place, and how impossible it seemed that it was real.
A wonderful birthday!
Om nom nom.
Okay, there were a LOT of birds.
Linlithgow is beautiful when it's just edging into Spring.
Architecture! History! Pretty stuff!
Beautiful old castle. Really beautiful. (Much better than Edinburgh Castle!)
It was like walking into a fantasy novel. Only cooler. I wish I could convey to you the scale of this place, and how impossible it seemed that it was real.
A wonderful birthday!
Monday, 21 April 2014
Poetry
Audrey and I are very different people - this is already very apparent. Audrey, like Ian, is a night owl - I am definitely more of a morning person. Audrey likes lots of noise, lots of movement. I tend to prefer activities that are quiet, peaceful and solitary.
Oh, and that reminds me - Audrey is incredibly social. There's nothing she loves more than seeing friends of all ages. And while I love having friends, I also value my alone time very highly.
I love our differences, but I'll admit that when I find something we have in common, it is very precious.
Lately, one of those things I've found is poetry. Most people who know me know I love poetry, if love is a big enough word for it, and up until recently Audrey has shown little interest in the nursery rhymes I've read to her. She will happily listen to stories/rhymes to some extent - every day we read at least a few books together - but still it has never been one of her favourite things.
That was fine with me. She enjoyed reading but it wasn't her number one go-to thing as it had been for me growing up. It's okay for her to like different things to me, and in any case she's only three. Things change, she might get more into it as she gets older and more able to read for herself.
But recently several friends have given us volumes of child-accessible poetry. Poetry that is beautiful and can be appreciated by all ages. A very thoughtful gift! Audrey and I have been reading them a lot, and she is loving them. She listens intently as I read them out loud, and asks for them more than any other book.
It's such treasure, to spend time with her like this doing something we both love. It's been a very bonding experience and a taste, I hope, of what the future might hold for us as mother and daughter.
I love our differences, but I'll admit that when I find something we have in common, it is very precious.
Lately, one of those things I've found is poetry. Most people who know me know I love poetry, if love is a big enough word for it, and up until recently Audrey has shown little interest in the nursery rhymes I've read to her. She will happily listen to stories/rhymes to some extent - every day we read at least a few books together - but still it has never been one of her favourite things.
That was fine with me. She enjoyed reading but it wasn't her number one go-to thing as it had been for me growing up. It's okay for her to like different things to me, and in any case she's only three. Things change, she might get more into it as she gets older and more able to read for herself.
But recently several friends have given us volumes of child-accessible poetry. Poetry that is beautiful and can be appreciated by all ages. A very thoughtful gift! Audrey and I have been reading them a lot, and she is loving them. She listens intently as I read them out loud, and asks for them more than any other book.
It's such treasure, to spend time with her like this doing something we both love. It's been a very bonding experience and a taste, I hope, of what the future might hold for us as mother and daughter.
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