On a snow day…

On a snow day…

On a snow day, home school is hard. I’ve been a bit of a stickler this year and not called any snow days for our little classical academy. One reason is 2 of the public school snow days occurred after I let my daughter go to the beach with Grandma and skip school for 2 days… it was her birthday! I was determined to get on track after the break. And I am certainly affirmed that getting back to our routine was the right decision. As we sat at the table watching the snow gently fall faster and faster through the window, I had a very distracted little girl beside me. She never really sits still for school, but today she was up and down, putting one foot on the floor, shifting her weight from her arms to her bum. She stumbled over words I knew she could read if she was focused. And I wanted to pull my hair out. Patience is a slow lesson to learn… it may be a lifelong lesson. What do you think? Teaching a child to do anything is hard. But just sitting by and letting them figure out a simple addition problem and not finishing a word they are struggling to read is extremely difficult for me. I literally have to bite my tongue and conceal groans of impatience. Sometimes I sit on my hands. Sometimes I clench my jaw to keep from nagging her. And sometimes I fail. My tone of disappointment comes through. I whine like a little child. And then the guilt sets in. I say the things you’re...