So we get home with the kids’ new loot, and my #2 and #3 kids want to start school. As in– now. Kid #1 is a boy, so I don’t have to explain that he’s up in a tree somewhere.

“No,” I protest, “Wait until it’s really time for school. We’re on summer break, remember?” Holy smokes, folks. I just finished out the year last week. Cut the Proverbs 31 lady some slack, eh?

“But we want to do our new books today, please? Please?!!!” If I would’ve trained my children properly, they would’ve replaced their constant begging with “May-I-make-an-appeals” but you already know we fall short.

I don’t want them to crease their brand new books. I want to begin the next year… sometime around next year. I want to sharpen pencils, have color-coded dividers, and laminate their bookmarks. Only in a homeschool house do you have the kids begging to do school, while the crazy mom yells, “No! No, no, no! You will NOT do school.” Let me paint my toes, reaffirm the battle cry against secular humanism, grab a bon-bon— and please-for-goodness-sakes, let’s have a summer vacation.

It did occur to me that my thinking was utterly ridiculous. So, we took the early morning off, and the girls broke in their new books by lunchtime. We did go swimming later that evening, though.

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Also seen lugging uncreased books around, the delightful Homeschool Blogger community meets up in the food court:

Homeschool Blogger Crowd

I wore “the infamous shirt” for easy identification purposes. It worked. The Old Schoolhouse gave me a new Homeschool Blogger t-shirt in sympathy.

JenIg and Me

My new baby, me, and Jen Ig