We are tired. I am tired. I am tired of pushing. I am tired of micro-managing. I am tired of their tears. I am tired of being tired. I am tired of not having time for fun.

Usually by the fourth week of being back into our school routine we are out of the fog and have found our basic groove again.

Not this year. Not yet.

I know there are two more things added to that routine this year, but I think our plate is too full. Or maybe I shoveled too much into their mouths. This really is my fault. When I signed us up for co-op I thought the things we chose would be not only a bit supplemental but complimentary as well to what we are already doing.
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Yesterday was our first day of co-op in the new home school group. Not a new group, we are new to this group. After our past experiences we were all a bit nervous. I was nervous about fitting in myself. Except for chapel*, I really enjoyed myself. I believe the children did, too.

I hope I don’t corrupt those sweet girls via my sarcasm in the 2nd/3rd period class with which I’m assisting. Two of my own girls are in there as well and so our natural banter seems to be coming through a bit. I noticed one girl chuckling a lot at my remarks (I’m so glad she “gets” me) but there were two rather quiet ones who I am thinking are not quite sure what to think of me. I’ll have to “behave” a little better next week.

Yesterday evening, RevMrKnowTea asked Flynt (6yo) if he met some new friends at co-op.

Flynt: “Yes, I did! The first one I met was named Joshua”…

RMKT: “Oh, I know him. He lead the parade that brought down the walls of Jericho.”
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