Well, at Granny's House we are working to overcome several challenges in beginning our school year, but then I guess that's not much different from any other year in the past 23...different challenges, but they're always there, aren't they? Ours have usually come later in the year after a near-perfect beginning. This year, it's the beginning we're having trouble with! But we're now off and running strolling through our first week. I find myself relying on divine strength more than ever before, which leads me to believe that this whole homeschooling venture was really God's plot plan to homeschool ME.

The problem is, it's taken Him a lot longer to educate me than it takes me to educate one of my kids K-12. (Those of you who know me well are chuckling because you know there's no such thing as "K" at Granny's House.) In fact, I'm nearly through my second go-round and I'm not sure that I'm much closer to where my Father wants me to be than when I started teaching Annie to read in 1985. At this rate I figure I might still be in homeschool long after Tim has graduated. What that will look like, I'm not sure, but what I am sure of is that God has a long-term plan for advanced studies.

Anyway...we've started our math, spelling, grammar, vocabulary, some literature, and Shelley's online classes. Next week we'll add in our Tapestry of Grace work: history, geography, more literature, and writing. Piano and tae kwondo have already begun, so we have plenty of musical and, shall we say, "movement" entertainment.

Outside, it's pouring rain. We're ten days or so away from the official beginning of fall, and we never really had a summer. A few hot days here and there, but nothing like the seven-month reign of oppressive heat that we often experience from Easter until Thanksgiving. I feel sorry for the poor folks who moved here this year and might be lulled into thinking that this is what south Texas is like :-)

I'm off to grade some math lessons...

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