This morning was the Primary's pancake breakfast. (Primary is the Sunday school for kids at our church). They said no families were invited to eat, just the students, so I left my two eldest for a good time (and a good time they had).
On the way there, I told Zachary, "Make sure Chayce gets some breakfast, sometimes she doesn't speak up, please watch out for her."
A few moments of silence pass and then (from Zachary), "Mom, you're leaving us there without you to train us for later, to train us for the day when we will be on our own."
(In my head) Oh, Zac, that's a long ways away, we have all the time in the world to get ready for that day. (Out loud) "Yes, I suppose this is good practice."
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Later in the day, after I had my hour of free time without the older two, I mentioned to Zac that I might be rethinking this homeschooling thing, that maybe signing up for the Montessori school wouldn't be such a bad idea...his reply?
"I will only go to school to learn if dad dies and you have to get a job to support us."
Yes, I suppose we have really instilled the positives of homeschooling into our son. ;) That's OK. And yes, I know what some of you are thinking, so here's the answer:



