|Wow. Ain't that the truth?!|
We almost always run into B, C, or D depending on what is going on in the real world, and you can't have a B if you don't have an A. Somebody told me that years ago...before I was ever attempting the task of educating my children. Homeschooling is part of our lives. It meshes with everything else. Somehow, it blends together. I, desperately, want it to blend, and I have to keep the type A part of my personality in check over it. She wants Plan A, every day, all the time, with a smile. Period.
That's not to say we don't need math or phonics lessons, but those are not the bone structure, not the meat, of home education. Those things don't hold everything together. Those are not the point. Not a single mother I know would tell you that they educate their children at home, so they can be the one to teach the three Rs to their kids. Not one.
One of the main lessons I want my kids to learn is to be joyfully flexible. Things come up. Kids get sick. Someone needs a favor. Someone needs help with a meal or childcare while mom goes to the doctor. Various life experiences come up all day long. I want them to be ready to manage their attitudes and their time as things come up to alter our schedule.
So when my Plan A makes a stop, my purpose is to look at the bigger picture and remember that we can get back to it after we take care of our derailment. My attitude is everything in those instances. My children can either learn that math is more important than their sick sibling or that math will still be math after you do what you need to do. (And I was going to move Grace, but I let Hannah handle it that day.)