Grammarland and crying bugs.

Homeschooling has so far been a mostly positive experience. I still feel very unqualified whenever I think about how much experience teachers in public schools have, but I like that my kids are able to spend so much time together and that we can work at a pace that is personalized to them.

Emily and I were studying grammar the other day, and we talked about how if she were knocking on a door and I said "who's there?" she should respond, "It is I!"
She looked at me very strangely and said, "Is this for real? I mean, I wouldn't say that in real life, would I?"
Joseph and I were laughing later about how she was separating the magical grammarland that the author lives in from reality and how she's probably right to do it.

Caleb participates fairly regularly in our schooling. Piano and reading are mandatory every day, and he does math and handwriting as he feels inclined. Here is a sample of his work:

He says some of the bugs are sad and crying because they were caught.
He also said some were sad because they only had one wing or no wings and couldn't fly.
He puts a lot of thought into these drawings.

One other random thing about Caleb: The other day at church I heard one of his friends calling, "Bye, Kayla!" and he waved and said 'bye' in return. I asked him about that, and it turns out that all of the other four-year-olds in his class at church call him Kayla and he responds to it as happily as he does to Caleb. He's cool about stuff like that.

And here are my little kids, hard at work on their various lessons.