Unschooling Rocks!
Oct. 10th, 2013 01:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crazychicknladyOne of the aspects of our chosen lifestyle, is a great deal of flexibility. Last night, around when I would have preferred to start getting to bed, S cuddled up next to me to talk about her worries about her height (she was really hoping to be taller than her shorter Grandma by Thanksgiving - like H was at the same age - but it's looking like she's not going to make it). I googled a height chart for girls (not that I put much stock in those sorts of growth measures, but S needed some reassurance) which showed she was smack dab in the middle of average for her age. I also told her stories of how long it took me to grow to my full height, and about her Grandpa.
Eventually S felt better, and by then H had joined us. We continued talking about family and babies and other things. We moved to the kitchen for a while so I could finish filling the dishwasher. In there we talked about perceptions and definitions of learning and intelligence. And about the color of ducks.
Eventually we shifted outside, C joined us, and we all danced in the rain. H went on a rant about all the things she knows naturally that city kids may never understand: like how roosters don't just crow at dawn (Undead let out several long loud crows right then, as if he was backing her up on that point) and that chickens don't need a rooster around to lay eggs (though, S pointed out to me the other day, that we can no longer prove that to people, because of Undead and FluFlu).
All four of us ended up talking, laughing, playing, dancing for two hours. I finally had to pumpkin, but I love that we could take hold of that wonderful time together, instead of me having to rush the kiddos off to bed to meet some externally established schedule.
My kids are happy, and thoughtful, and funny, and amazing.
I'm a little tired today, but it was worth it.
Eventually S felt better, and by then H had joined us. We continued talking about family and babies and other things. We moved to the kitchen for a while so I could finish filling the dishwasher. In there we talked about perceptions and definitions of learning and intelligence. And about the color of ducks.
Eventually we shifted outside, C joined us, and we all danced in the rain. H went on a rant about all the things she knows naturally that city kids may never understand: like how roosters don't just crow at dawn (Undead let out several long loud crows right then, as if he was backing her up on that point) and that chickens don't need a rooster around to lay eggs (though, S pointed out to me the other day, that we can no longer prove that to people, because of Undead and FluFlu).
All four of us ended up talking, laughing, playing, dancing for two hours. I finally had to pumpkin, but I love that we could take hold of that wonderful time together, instead of me having to rush the kiddos off to bed to meet some externally established schedule.
My kids are happy, and thoughtful, and funny, and amazing.
I'm a little tired today, but it was worth it.
