Even if you're not a mom, you're still welcome to read on; maybe you'll have a laugh - or maybe it will stress you out. But I have a feeling many of my mom friends will be able to relate with this. I am by NO MEANS a writer, so this may not even hold your attention. I apologize for its length, but I'm doing this partly for my own sanity and to keep a sense of humor about all this. Anyway, our morning yesterday went something like this....
Abby woke up early and went down again at 6:30, which was the time that Tim left for his field study to Jericho and Benjamin. I had an hour and a half to myself (glorious!) to get ready, have devotions, and get prepared for our school day. By 8:00 when Caleb woke up, I was feeling ready and very optimistic about the day.
Here's how it really went:
Caleb wakes up at 8:00, has half a bowl of cereal, deciding to save the rest for later, against my encouragement to eat it all. This mistake may have been the cause of many of our problems for the morning. Since Josiah's still asleep, I tell Caleb I'd like to start school right away. Immediately Josiah wakes up, so forget that idea. He eats two full bowls of cereal. Caleb makes his bed and brushes his teeth while I work with Josiah at getting him dressed (a long process as we are teaching Josiah to dress himself). We're ready to start school with both Caleb and Josiah. Before we can begin, Abby wakes up. I try and give Caleb something to do independently, and he refuses, saying he's hungry. I tell him to wait until snacktime to have a snack.
I change Abby's diaper and clothes and get ready to start school. We do the calendar and memory verse together, then the phone rings. It's Laura saying she has bought a used toaster oven that we can have since our oven broke. Great! Let's get back to school. Now Abby's hungry. I give the boys something to do. Josiah works independently very well while I feed Abby. Caleb complains of being tired, so I allow him to lie down since last week he threw up after saying he was tired. Josiah finishes his work. (Go Josiah! Thanks to those of you who prayed for him today!)
Caleb emerges from his room. I try to get him started on school again. Abby fusses because now she needs solid-food breakfast. I get it ready (bananas - a large helping - in a bowl) and set it on the table near where Caleb is supposed to be working. I get Abby strapped into her high chair. Caleb reaches for something on the table and knocks the bowl off, sending baby bananas all over the floor and legs of the chair. I have Caleb clean it up while I get more bananas, which I had made fresh that morning and put in ice cube trays in the freezer. Since they were quite cold (though not frozen yet), I put the bowl with the cold bananas in the microwave for a few seconds (we have an old-fashioned microwave with a dial, so you can't set it for just 10 seconds). Josiah asks for juice, so I forget about the bananas and get him some juice. A minute later, Abby's bananas are boiling in the microwave. I add some more cold bananas to even it out and start feeding Abby. Caleb sits down to start his work and pinches his finger under the seat on the chair (we have a chair that pinches if you pull up on the seat and sit down at the same time). He screams and runs out of the room, crying.
It is now 10am and Caleb has one thing written down on his page: part of the date (a backwards 9 and a 2, which is not even right. Today is the 19th). The washing machine just stopped. Now is the best time to hang the clothes out to dry, because clothes dry quickly on the clothesline in the morning. But I choose to leave it because now is my chance to work with Caleb, since he is calm after hurting his finger. I have about 5 minutes of successful word-building with him (with letter cards because writing just isn't his thing this morning). Abby starts crying again. Time for a nap. Caleb complains that he wants a snack. I get him a small snack, to which he responds, "These don't taste good." Josiah grabs ahold of my pen and breaks it (it was already sort-of broken). Caleb is very distractible, so he and Josiah start fighting over who gets to play with the pieces of the pen. I take the pen and decide it would be a good idea to let Josiah watch a DVD in his room while I work with Caleb, since Josiah had worked so hard earlier. I start up the Diego DVD while Caleb is complaining that he doesn't get to watch a DVD. The portable DVD player loses its charge and conks out as we start it up. Caleb comments, "Good, now Josiah doesn't get to watch a DVD!" I send Caleb to his room for a time-out while I look for the DVD charger and plug it in. Abby has stopped crying but wants to be held.
Josiah is set up with the DVD player now, and I'm about to call Caleb out of his room to start school. But the door buzzer rings. It's probably a utility guy who doesn't speak any English, asking for money (yes, this has happened before). But no, it's just Laura delivering our toaster oven. Yahoo! The highlight of my morning!! I give Laura a hug as a thank-you, and just because I need a hug! (Thank you, Laura, for praying for us the rest of the day after that!) I call Caleb to the table to start school. Wait, what's that smell? Oh, Abby, didn't I just put a fresh diaper on you? I go change Abby's diaper, having started Caleb on his spelling words.
I return to see that Caleb has written two words, and now he is complaining of being cold. I'm broiling. It's almost 80 degrees in the house; how can he be cold? I take his temperature. No fever, he's fine. This is actually the second time this morning that he has complained of being cold, so I give him warm clothes to put on. He slips them on over his other clothes and says he's still cold. I dig out his snowman blanket that I brought here from home. He's glad to see it. He wraps it around himself then decides he wants the blanket only, not the warm clothes. He removes his warm clothes and sits at the table with the blanket around him. Now it's 11:20 and he has two spelling words written. (By the way, after all that with the warm clothes and blanket, I looked at him about a minute later, and he wasn't even using the blanket anymore.)
Abby's tired and should go down for a nap. I transfer the portable DVD player to my room so Josiah can watch in there while Abby sleeps (they share a room). I return to see Caleb staring at his spelling page, not writing. I offer this contest: "Caleb, I am going to go out and hang the laundry on the line. If you can finish writing your spelling words before I finish hanging the clothes out, you win a chocolate wafer cookie. If I finish my work before you, then I get a wafer cookie." He agrees. While I'm hanging the clothes out, I hear Caleb calling, "Mommy, do I have to have more of these?" I come in to realize he's talking about spelling lists. I tell him that yes, he will have a new spelling list every week. "Do I have to have these for the REST of my LIFE?!" he says. "Yes, honey, you will have spelling lists and learn new things throughout your life...." You know the 'needing an education in order to get a job and make money to survive' talk? Well, I gave that to him. He tells me he doesn't ever want to have a job and make money.
I return to my laundry and finish up while Caleb complains. He has written four of his ten words. I go to the kitchen and eat my well-deserved wafer cookie because I NEED CHOCOLATE! Caleb gives up saying he wants to go back to California because he doesn't like school. When I explain to him that in California he'll go to school, too, and his school day will be even longer than it is here, he starts crying and says, "I WISH I WAS THREE!!!" (In his mind, 3-year-olds get to watch a DVD in Mom and Dad's room while he's doing school.) He also states, "This is the WORST DAY of MY LIFE!!!!"
While this is going on, Abby's been crying because she never went to sleep on her own. Usually she's pretty good about that. I pick her up and hold her. Caleb cries, saying, "You don't care about me because you didn't give me a wafer cookie!!!!" I give him the talk about how I spent a lot of time this morning praying for him and that I love him and care about him, etc. He calms down a little bit. Abby has fallen asleep in my arms, so I go lay her down. Now Josiah is finished watching his DVD and he's had an accident on my bed. Lovely. Thankfully, it wasn't a big one - just minor.
It's 11:45. Time for Lunch! Phew!
Let me tell you, after Caleb ate a hearty lunch, he power-worked until our recess in the park at 2:00. He got all of his morning work done - Language, Spelling, and Math before 2:00!! Hmmm, perhaps the lack of good nutrition at breakfast had something to do with our difficult morning!
And praise the Lord that our afternoon and evening went great - when we got to the park, another mom gave us a box of hand-me-down toys and blocks. What a huge blessing! In the evening, I went to our homeschool co-op meeting and got a bag full of second-hand children's books. This afternoon as he was playing with our "new" treasures, Caleb said to me, "Mommy, this isn't the WORST day of my life anymore, this is the BEST day of my life!"
So there you have it. A homeschooling day in the life of the Becksvoort family. :)