searching and learning

Well, here we are. We're beginning a homeschooling journey. Maybe for half a year, maybe for a year, maybe a little longer than that. Wow. We have had some wonderful times so far, my five-and-a-half-year-old and I. Here he is on Monday, searching for God in all the cracks of our wooden floor. The conversation went something like this.

Mama, when do we see where God lives? Do you have to die to get there or can we go there now?

Um, well...God doesn't only live "out there somewhere," God also lives in you and in me and, well, God can be found everywhere. God is with us right here and now. [That must have been way too unclear a remark; not quite the description of panentheism I was going for].

Well, Mama, I'm going to find God because I need him to help me find my Star Wars Lego people.

Back to the homeschooling topic, I'm feeling lonely and excited. I'm most attracted to an unschooling approach, plus, I just feel too poor to try Waldorf or some of the interesting-looking reading-based curricula out there. But trusting that we will find our way through this with joy, and that the three of us will know when/how we need to make changes, and that I really do have the right to be Henry's primary teacher when his dearest friends here in town all have a blast at public school...but his Wichita friends have a blast homeschooling. I want to offer him something precious, but I don't want to withhold what he needs. I plan to write more (for myself) about our take on homeschooling so that I have a mission statement of sorts to look back on.

Thanks for listening, friends!