The boys just finished another great year of school! I'm reluctant to use the term "grade" anymore... mostly because I don't want the kids to feel that a certain grade (4th grade, 5th grade, etc) is even important. We are ending our 4th year of homeschooling. That is enough. To constrict yourself to a certain grade is too restrictive. Plus, I have no answer for it. They took the standardized tests for both 4th and 5th grade this year (thankfully, they think testing is fun... especially since I get to drop them off somewhere else with a bunch of friends!). 4th grade tests are back, and well above average. It will be interesting to see where they lie on the 5th grade test, but it will only be that. Interesting. I am taking this education thing step by step.
At this point, I have no preconceived notions of their timeline to graduation. It is a free-flowing process, I guide it and we find our path as we go. I embrace the changes that we are allowed to make year to year. Actually, I embrace my freedom so much that I only plan for my girls to be in preschool for one more year before I bring their education home. I have no doubt that they will both be reading well by that point, and they already have a very healthy foundation for the importance of learning, through watching their brothers.
One night, we were driving back from the grandparents' house. It was well after bedtime, but the girls really needed to bathe. On the drive, Olive asked me if I could please tell her to go home and finish her math. She wanted me to say to her what she has heard me say to her brothers, to start on her work when she gets home. How cute is that? So, instead of the desperately needed bath, or hitting the bed in a timely manner, the girls sat at the table with whiteboards and markers. We had a full blown handwriting lesson... even though it was an hour or more past their bedtime. Love it.
And so, I have put another year of Inman Hybrid Homeschool Program in a book, and set it up on my shelf. We had a year of beautiful memories and newfound friendships. It was most definitely worth all of the sleepless nights, the tears of worry, and the agonizing decisions that had to be made. It was even worth the numbers being in the red. And now, I am going to kick back and enjoy a gorgeous summer before starting it all again!