The school year hustle and bustle, with the lessons, homework, meetings and never ending carpools to here, there, and everywhere, wears on my soul. Some women love it, but if I thought I was capable of doing the home school thing I would seriously consider it. I love the summer when we can do what we want, when we want. I like to be about our own agenda of the library, the beach, the pool, the park, riding bikes, eating watermelon and reading books together on the lawn. That sounds like the good life right?
Unfortunately for us, while the rest of the country, (particularly the west coasters), are mere days away, or perhaps basking in summer already, we are here in Westchester plugging away until the end of June, because this crazy community, (which most of the year I really do love) thinks that long school days and endless lists of homework are the key to a future Harvard education, and ask any East Coast Suburbanite parent, and they will readily support how important an Ivy League Education is a key to ones future happiness!....... (whatever!).......
..........so, every now and then a day on the farm is just what we need to re-focus on what's important and of course- what is NOT!
With that in mind I will continue to throw out things we don't use, avoid signing my kids up for the endless list of unnecessary lessons, try each day to stop and "smell the roses" and last, but certainly not least, strive to get my basement and garage organized- (Personally, I think that will be a neccesity if I ever want to be at peace enough to access the good in the "good life." )
....or we could bag it all and follow our friends example and buy a farm. I could dump all our unused garage stuff in a nice big barn and call it good.
But, if we did, I would need to own some cows because goats milk is just plain weird!
Kimball's new summer do!