On a good day, parenting will test the integrity of your character. On a bad day, parenting will test your will to live. Parenting children with trauma histories will cause you to test the integrity of everything and everyone you thought you knew, for the rest of your life.
~J. Skrobisz

Tuesday, September 25, 2012


WG is so happy to not be in the classroom.  She had a brief moment of ennui when we went to the grade school this morning to formally withdraw.  She saw some classmates and a teacher and paused for a second.  Then a slow smile crept across her face and by the time I had a copy of the withdraw document she was skipping and singing again.

It's a little hectic at the moment.  The cyber school program is fantastic but we're still in the meet-and-greet stages so there's a lot to do and no obvious routine.

My school is awesome.  Originally we began as a supplement for home school families. We offered workshops and classes in the subjects that homeschool parents felt like they were unable to teach their children, in particular the sciences that required lab experience.  The founder/director of our school had her two sons at home, or with her when she substituted at the local prep school, or taught at the local christian school, etc.  She was not surprised that I made the choice to pull WG from public school and is flexible and understanding so that WG can be with me.

For right now, she's using my classroom computer in the back of the room but hopefully I can get into the building this weekend so I can rearrange my classroom and put the computer and student desk up in the front by me.  I have some learning challenged and ADD students that are disruptive and she can get caught up in the fray.

Tomorrow a 6 week homeschool workshop begins and I'm up for the science labs. Grades 3-12 so WG gets  to attend.  Even better, our math teacher that has taken the year off to raise her newborn is homeschooling her grade schoolers, including her daughter that is two days younger than WG.  Social events already!

Still working on the lawyer thing.  Still mad.  Still breathing and trying to get through  one day at a time without losing my mind.  Sissy makes that last one hard: she screams.  A LOT.


Best wrap up to the day?  Coming home after buying the kids ice cream (a bribe to get them to finish their homework/classwork) to a message on the voicemail from the bank.  He's behind on the equity line. Again.


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