Well. A new school year is finally here.
One of the best summer’s the boy has had; many camps, many friends, doesn’t remember any of their names! Nothing unusual there. We have seen a huge blossoming of his social skills and his confidence. Finding he was good at joining in at camps, good at games, good at gymnastics, good in the homeschooler’s production of “Wizard of Oz” even if he was a flying monkey named Rascal! Our lad has forged through summer and now, on the penultimate night before his 7th birthday, we can proudly say he is hitting his stride more and more often. Yay!
Schooling has started and Mr. D. has fallen in love with Math. We are using Life of Fred – there is a new elementary series – and whilst the work is easy so far, the concepts behind are not. Second lesson in and, in a round about way, we’re looking at how easy algebra can be. Except it isn’t called algebra. It isn’t called anything special at all. That helps make it easy, methinks.
Science has been a slower start; lots of reading at the beginning and he really, really, really just wants to dissect the sheep’s brain we have for him. And the heart. And the eye. And various other mammal organs. Unfortunately, I think Daddy has claimed brain dissection as the one (read that right, one) class he is willing to take over. Bummer. I was looking forward to that.
On the sensory planet, Mr. D. is trying more textures of food. Still doesn’t like the ones he didn’t like before but he is willing to concede his tastes may have changed and that he should try – even a morsel – to see if foods like potato, egg, rice, etc. are okay to eat. Rice is the only winner and then it is only with soy sauce. With his preference for bitter, Mr. D. has never liked bland food. Doesn’t like spicy, either, but he does love bitter and salty. Bring on the reduced sodium, please?
Labels in clothes are still an issue. I try and cut them out or buy without but Mr. D. will often still be found with his underwear inside out. To make it worse, this strange summer has played havoc with his skin and his eczema has been more pronounced. Woe.
Anyway, in between keeping track of our learning via Homeschool Tracker (free software for the basic model), Mr. D. has been raring to go with the extra-curriculars. Tomorrow is gymnastics. He will also do swimming, museum science, and for the first time: guitar lessons. Lovely lady who is trained not only as a musician but as a music therapist; she gets that Mr. D. isn’t going to be a straight-forward lesson type of guy!
On our first day of schooling, two days ago, I needed 10 or 15 minutes uninterrupted for preparation. I sent Mr. D. out into the sunny yard to amuse himself. He made a bow and arrow – it has been an ambition for a while now. He deliberately didn’t sharpen the point of the arrow because he only wants to knock apples out of our trees, not actually hurt someone, apparently. We cheered on his resourcefulness.