Don't think about this today.

Hello, Dear Reader.
It's your stereotypical Bell here.

This is the last day of school
for this quarter!
Cue the band.
Fire off the confetti cannon.
I hope you are just as excited as I am.
Never mind the fact that I really need to spend
the entire week off making lesson plans
and plans of all sorts for our second quarter.
I'm kind of being Scarlett O'Hara about that
(who did not home school her children---and if you only
saw the movie and didn't read the book,
you think she only had one child, don't you?).
I'm not thinking about that silly second quarter today.
I'll think about that tomorrow.
Or maybe I'll think about that in a state of panic on
Sunday night, October 10th, when I have to get up and
start school the next morning.
But we already have a field trip planned for
Tuesday, October 12th, so....you know, technically I could
procrastinate until the night of the 11th....If I was
to continue to use my
Scarlett O'Hara train of thought....

Someone should make a Scarlett O'Hara planner
...and make it like a calendar
that promotes procrastination.
Like To Do Lists that easily move
from one month to the next.
Or NO space to write anything on the calendar
because surely your sisters or your mammy have those
appointments written down
and they can just remind you
about them
...and you don't need to
think about them today anyway.
You can think about them tomorrow.
You are Scarlett.
(And every page would have a picture
of Ashley Wilkes with hearts drawn on it.)

This week my little Sweet T has begun to read
some words, but the whole reading thing is not really
clicking with him yet. Right this minute, as I am
typing this, he is sitting beside me getting mad at
Beka Horton for ever writing curriculum at all.
It's not that he can't do it.
He can do it. He's fine.
I think this is where we have the little bit of struggle
with the whole age thing.
He won't be five until January.
If he went to public school or most other schools,
they would not have let him start kindergarten until next fall.
But that would have been wasting a year, I think.
I did this same thing with Big E,
but you kind of have to decide if you want to be
a half step behind or a half step ahead.
And trust me, I am NOT taxing this child's brain.
There's no inappropriate academic pressure
going on in this house. We could probably stand to
turn it up a notch or two.
Sweet T is perfectly capable of doing the work
that I'm laying out before him.
And he IS doing it.
There's just some that he prefers over the others.
Like coloring pages and puzzles and mazes.
He's fine with them.
And Math. Bring on the Math.
He loves the Math.
Who doesn't love kindergarten Math?
Do you remember it?
Trace the 3.
Count the pennies.
What number is the short hand pointing to on the clock?
Who would mind that?
Nobody hates Math in kindergarten.
Even little future English majors.
But the whole reading/language arts area causes
some students to frown from day one.
We just did two pages of phonics and what does Sweet T say?
"Can I have a break?
I'm out of breath (actually he says breaff)
from all these words."

But I know how he feels.
I'm a little out of breaff myself from all this schooling.
I am so looking forward to next week
and catching my breaff again.