Our trip to Disney is over, and even though the happy memories still make me smile (and probably will for a long time to come) its back to reality.
Just before we left on the trip, my husband expressed some doubts about my ability to homeschool Emily successfully. She's a sweet girl but she does have her issues. "If professional educators can't meet her needs, how can you?"
Full disclosure. My first thought was "What the Hell? I'm her MOM. Of COURSE I know what's best." But that, dear readers, was just my ego having a temper tantrum. The very SAME temper tantrums I see my kiddos exhibiting! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Or, since this is a yoga blog of sorts, its *karma*. (I don't know why I added the asterisks around karma, but I like it).
While it is true I am her Mom, I love the fact that my husband and I can be honest with each other. Its a legitimate question, especially if you consider my history not only as student but as a college-level instructor for 8 years. I was very invested in the ideas of traditional schooling for decades. I fully bought in to the idea of rubrics and multiple choice testing, all the while bemoaning the fact that students nowadays didn't seem to care much about anything that wasn't on their phone screens.
From his point of view, I have lost my mind.