I’m going to write this and then just sort of brace myself for the comments. After hours and hours of research, deliberation, late night conversation, and wringing of the hands, we’ve made a controversial decision.
This fall, we will be homeschooling Remmy for kindergarten.
In my mind, I can see a couple of my friends reading this and their heads exploding. I get it. I totally get it. I vacillate between thinking that we’re certified weirdos and YEAH this is totally the right decision and then a little bit of both.
Remmy’s preschool experience was wonderful, but as her second year of preschool came to a close, Jack and I realized that we still hadn’t decided what we were going to do for fall. We could send her to the local public school or we could send her to a local private school. Both seemed like good options, but we just couldn’t settle on either one. Finally, the idea of homeschooling came to surface, an option that I would never ever ever consider, despite knowing some people who had been homeschooled from K to 12th grade, and despite the stereotypes, are healthy, normal contributors to society.
There are a lot of reasons why we’re choosing to homeschool, but I won’t bore you with them all. Basically – a major reason – is that she’s still young. While she seems to be ahead academically, she’s still young. Not incapable, just… still young. We only have plans to homeschool Remmy for one year.
We read this article and some of her thoughts on homeschooling seem to align with ours (for this year).
In the fall, Sophie will still go to preschool and we’ll still have Rachel, which means that I am at liberty to carve out some one-on-one time for schoolwork. I’ll have to edit my work schedule a bit, but now that we’ve made the decision, I’m feeling really good about it. The idea of Remmy only being awake for 12 hours a day, not coming home until 3:30, doing homework, having dinner, rushing off to ballet (or whatever) and passing out by 7:00… when she’ll have just turned five. I don’t love it. I know plenty of people do it (I did it; Jack did it), but while we have this amazing opportunity to homeschool her for one year, I’m going to take it. I’m going to enjoy my year at home with Remmy before I send her off into the great, big world.
She was still a baby when Sophie was born, and even though she was only 3 when Minnie was born, she’s always been the eldest, and she’s never been the baby. I know that may seem silly, but the idea of really giving her some quality time where she’s learning and growing makes us all feel like this is… just so right.
What about socialization? This is the first question people ask, and it just so happens to be the first question Lola asked (hi, Mom!). She’ll get plenty of it via extracurriculars, time with friends, and a homeschooling co-op we joined (that Sophie + Minnie will get to experience this year, as well).
Am I competent? Okay, this is a question I asked myself, and I will now try to confidently say YES. I am. I can teach her all of the things she needs to know for kindergarten. I’ve got access to fantastic curricula, open communication with her would-be kindergarten teacher at the private school who is slated to be her first grade teacher next year (to make sure we’re on track), and the support of family (hi, Mom!), a few other homeschooling friends, and teachers. We have access to great libraries and museums and wonderful things to enrich her and educate her. We can work at her pace, instead of the pace of the class. We can enrich the areas in which she’s excelling, and offer her extra support in the areas that she’s not. And God bless the internet, because I have instant access to tools, advice, and support.
I am excited and nervous, but thrilled for our year together.
But I may puke like three times in the first week, if you want to come over and hold my hair back. Don’t forget the ginger quail.