Five Reasons I’m Not A Great Homeschooler

There is no such thing as a perfect fit. How often do we find ourselves saying, “Well, in a perfect world…” but the ellipsis itself answers the question. Here are some reasons I’m not the world’s best homeschooling mother.

1) I have too much to do.

We run a large (comparing acres to number of employees) family farm. I do a large chunk of the office work, along with being ‘on call’ to run parts, people or vehicles at any time. I’m not sure it adds up to 40 a week, but it’s not too far from that. I volunteer in our Parish. I run (almost) every day. I blog (albeit inconsistently). I am obsessed with nutrition and want to make everything from scratch and have sliced, fresh, *living* food every day. I’m sure I don’t’ have to explain to you that there just aren’t THAT many hours in a single day. So I’m constantly juggling what needs to be done RIGHT NOW and what can wait a few days. Which brings us quickly to number two:

2) What can “wait a few days” is typically housework.

I have an entire category named “our house and the drudgery that is cleaning it.” Seriously, need I say much more? I try to stay on a schedule but honestly, it is never going to be as important to me as the items I just listed in my first reason. Which is such poor way of managing life because the secret here is that I absolutely HATE when the house gets away from me. It makes me crazy. And depressed. And I’m mortified when someone drops by, which is always (literally, without fail) one of the two weeks of the year I’ve literally let everything go.

3) Lack of patience.

Many of you who read this are going to laugh. How could a person who homeschools be impatient? Many of my friends will protest, “You are SO patient! I’ve seen you! You handle your children so well!” And to you my dear friend I say, could you please-please-pretty-pretty-please-with-sugar-on-top come and hang out at my house all the time? Because I am ever so much more patient with an audience.

4) I am overconfident.

I tend to be like this in every aspect of my life until reality (or having a baby) knocks me back with a hard punch of humility. I have an “everything is going to work out just perfectly” attitude about most everything, most of the time. It’s unrealistic and unfair. It sets me up for disappointment, and worse for disappointing.

5) Can anyone say scatterbrain?

My mother is still horrified because I admitted to her that (already) once this year I forgot to take my sixth grader to band. I mean it – completely forgot. Didn’t even realize it until the next day. I’ve done the same thing with tutoring. And playdates. And a dentist appointment. Once, at the end of a school year, I found an entire piece of curriculum I’d purchased and totally forgotten to use at any point. It wasn’t written on my schedule, so I never thought of it again (even though it was sitting right there on the school shelf alongside everything we were applying each day). Honestly, that’s quite ridiculous.

So there you have it. The top five items that create a poor fit between myself and our lifestyle. Yet I’m doing it, and it is going really well. Proof, once again, that if I can homeschool, anyone can.

Predictably, you can look for a post about why I’m great at homeschooling coming soon.

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A closer look at our school week.

A quick glimpse in pictures of some activities that have made our first weeks of school (even more) fun:

I enjoyed coffee on the porch with a friend as the sun came up.

One thing I don’t miss about sending my children to school somewhere else (and there *are* things that I miss) is the morning rush. Our mornings still begin bright and early, but without the same pressure.

Someone else thought time on the porch sounded like a great idea.

Another perk of homeschooling is our gigantic classroom space. Our classroom is like water; it molds to the shape of any container it’s placed in.

We did some science experiments that were ‘charged’ up.

Each time I think my children might find a portion of what we are doing boring or repetitive, I leave it in the lesson to see what their reaction is. Often I am wrong – the things they find fun and interesting I might have left out, and the parts of the lesson I imagine they will find new and exciting are something they already know. I love being able to follow the lead of my children rather than my curriculum.

Look to the right – see who was waiting and watching for the bus? That’s right, it’s little brother.

Shooter started band this past week. One day each week (the district’s late-start day) band is the last class of the day, and the transportation department was really excited to drop my son off on that day regretfully informed me that yes, they were obligated to bring my child home as I requested after all. On a scale of 1-10 (one being ‘this bites’ and ten being ‘that was so much fun, I can’t wait for next week’) he gave it a five. He is happy to be back to playing under the instruction of the same fun and excellent teacher from last year.

We also finished up corn harvest, and may or may not have done a bit of sleeping in the combine.

Coming soon: our first experience with Teaching Textbooks math AND our first field trip of the year!

Also, a question for all my institutional schooling friends – Why (for the love of all that is holy) is there a late-start day? What is the benefit? Thank you in advance for enlightening me xo.

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Our Feature Presentation

Here you have it folks, Grain Cart 101. Please excuse the fact that I didn’t put any fancy music or exciting cuts in this one. I just wanted my city friends (Christine at Quasi Agitato and Alison at Writing, Wishing) to get the gist of harvest in my neck of the woods.

Also, please excuse the worked-out-only-washed-skin-in-the-shower hairdo. And I think sometimes there is a finger or hair or part of a backpack in the frame – it’s a crowded cab with a thirty-five, eleven and six (and three-quarter) year old.

Let me know if you love this and I’ll try to do some more. Or at least until I start running out of iMovie templates on my Macbook for the trailers. xo

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No Time Tuesday – More Corn Harvest Pictures

Corn Harvest 2012 continues to roll along – The kids and I have been in the field so I have no time to write, but here are some fun photos.

This was the view from my front porch last week.

Here is a picture from one of the days we ran grain cart. So fun!

Shooter took this picture while I was driving the tractor along side the combine as it unloaded grain into our cart.

Watching Dad and Brother go by...

I was busy watching the watchers (Dr. Seuss reference).

Everybody took turns riding with Mom or Dad.

Here is grain cart duty round two.

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A look down the cutout...

This picture is for the benefit of our farming readers; can you believe the traffic? And I didn't wait to time this picture, there are always that many vehicles zooming down this road.

We have also started school (more to come on this) and have been so happy for a few cooler days (less than triple digits for the first time in weeks). What is happening in your neck of the woods?

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More of 2012 Corn Harvest AND a Friday Mission!

The promised photos have been delivered:

I love seeing those pink boots and that Dora lunchbox out with the men.

This picture was taken during the cutting of a test plot. In order to test new varieties of seed, we plant several new types of corn side-by-side. This ensures that they are receiving the same weather, the same fertilizer, and are growing in the same environment. Farmers do this all over the country. It takes extra time to do a test plot – the planter is filled only a bit at a time and then different seed is loaded into it after each pass up and down the field. (A test plot is not an entire field. This test plot was just three passes.)

The same process is followed when it is time to harvest the new varieties of corn. The combine cuts a single pass at a time and augers it into the special cart pictured here, referred to as a ‘weigh wagon.’ It is a grain cart with it’s own scale, so our seed representative can record exactly how much that variety produced. At the end of the year, they will publish all their test plot results in order to help producers select which varieties they want to plant next spring. The weigh wagon then augers the corn into our truck (which will deliver it to the elevator we have sold it to) and the combine cuts the next variety.

Isn’t science grand?

Also, aren’t we cute?

Awwwwww. I heart him so much. I don't get to ride in the combine very often, so it's picture-worthy when I do.

It has been a while since we have had a Fast, Fun Friday Mission! How about today? This week, despite the fact that we are *literally* swamped, I have had two good friends reach out to me to see if we could get together. I couldn’t, but it sure made me feel great. Is there someone you know who is hanging by the skin of their teeth? Give them a call or send them a quick text or email just to say hi and ask how they are. It means a ton! OR, if you have a big change or a happy secret, share it with someone. I was told a happy secret this week and I’ve been on cloud nine for a friend of mine ever since then. Happiness is contagious, let’s spread some.

Email me at closeenoughblog@gmail.com or leave a comment letting us all know that you completed the mission. This message will self-destruct in ten seconds.

Okay, just kidding. Have a fabulous weekend! I also absolve myself of responsibility if you choose to share your happy secret with your friend who can’t keep any single thing to herself. I am an excellent secret keeper, in case you need a volunteer. xo

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While the combine runs…

I apologize for not having harvest pictures ready for you – I have taken the photos, but haven’t moved them to my Macbook or edited them yet. SOON!

In the mean time, mostly we are crippled by the Olympics. I know I mentioned this when I first started blogging, but at that time my mom and sister where my audience. So I’m telling you again: I LOVE THE OLYMPICS. Yes, I’m yelling. My Farmer actually told me this week that he thinks it might be better for my mental health if I *didn’t* watch the Olympics.

He was joking, of course.

Or that’s what I’m going with, anyway.

Several of my children share my Olympic obsession. Little Cowgirl must be repeatedly told to get OFF the back of the couch, to stop cartwheeling during the competition (do that during the commercials, for heaven’s sake! I can’t see the TV!) and yes I will sign her up for gymnastics as soon as humanly possible. When Farmer Boy asked me why they were lighting the copper petals, I was ecstatic to explain the symbolism of the gift the olympics gives to each country represented there, and how they all come together in their passion and humanity to burn as a bright symbol of hope and togetherness. I had tears running down my face and Shooter was even choked up. I had to stop speaking to get ahold of myself.

Farmer Boy took the opportunity to interject, “So, in other words, it’s because the copper won’t melt.”

I manage to get everyone fed (because I get hungry as well), reasonably clean (because bad smells are distracting) and a portion of my jobs finished (the most noticeable ones, anyway) so that I can spend as much time as possible in front of the television yelling “GOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooOOOOOOOOO!” and doing the ugly cry every time someone wins/loses.

I have somehow also been able to continue the children’s most recent activity, horseback riding lessons. They are actually Farmer Boy’s lessons, but the teacher is allowing the other children to ‘sit in’ and also have some participation in the class.

This is not their usual horse. It's just so stinking cute that I had to take a picture.

It is, of course, all a part of his master plan to one day own a horse of his own. I told you about his request for money rather than birthday gifts toward this same scheme. I am shocked at the amount the boys have scraped together and they will be owning livestock whenever Dad and I go to the sale barn to procure some more calves to raise for our own meat.

But that is not going to be happening soon, of course, seeing as it’s corn harvest (oh yeah, and some of the milo is ready) and OF COURSE the Olympics are on. So we are busy.

I’m only posting today because I remembered to bring the computer along with me to Farmer Boy’s tutoring. In fact, I should probably be napping in preparation for women’s gymnastics tonight…

What is your favorite part of the summer Olympics?

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We’re simmering now…

This past week there was not a lot that happened around here. And yet I was swamped.

Lots of things are *getting ready* to happen around here, so I’ve been knee-deep in preparation.

We rolled the combines into a corn field for the first test cut on Wednesday (the moisture content was still too high – a farmer would say “It’s too wet.”) and are now rolling full-bore. This lands me back in the camp of spending most of my time in the kitchen prepping harvest suppers, in the fields driving a tractor to pull the grain cart, on the road helping move people from place to place, or at the computer tallying results and tracking inventory. While I’m at the computer I promise to do my best to upload some pictures from the time I spend in the field.

I’m also ready to begin school again. The kids are excited too, but they are making sure to enjoy their last un-scheduled days as we count down to changing our routine back to active homeschooling. In preparation, everyone will spend the weekend cleaning their rooms and building as much lego as they can.

I have used this past week to put the finishing touches on my lesson plans and preparing materials for the first few weeks. I have also been cooking like mad. Last year, I made several meals I could freeze and just pop in the oven on school mornings so we could have a hot lunch with no effort on my part. It worked so well I’m repeating it this year. I have some spaghetti casseroles, rice/mushroom/broccoli bakes, salmon and noodle dishes, and creamy mac and cheese waiting patiently in my deep freeze.

I made meatloaf, except it was meatsheet. I mixed up our favorite meatloaf recipe, but instead of cooking it in a loaf pan, I spread it out on a cookie sheet with edges as if it were a sheet cake. It cooks much faster (around 30 mins) and is easy to cut into bread-sized pieces. I freeze those pieces between sheets of wax paper so I can pull out one at a time for a meatloaf sandwich or a single hot serving. I also made my mother-in-law’s famous sloppy joe meat and froze it in serving-sized balls (in a muffin tin). They are so simple to pop out of a bag and zap in a dish for a fast, hot sandwich.

I also made our version of granola, which my children love to have with plain, non-fat yogurt and honey…or all by itself. Here is the recipe:

3 cups rolled oats,
3/4 cup EACH: sunflower seeds, walnut pieces, sliced almonds, macadamia nuts,
Mix dry ingredients.
Stir together 1/2 cup oil (I used organic olive oil from Azure Standard) and 2/3 cup maple syrup.
Poor over the dry mix and stir with a spatula until incorporated.
Spread into a large, oven safe dish or sheet. Bake at 250 degrees F (I used my convection setting at 225) for around an hour, stirring every 15 minutes or so, until crunchy.
Store in an air-tight container.

What is your favorite make-ahead meal?

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News Flash! Corn Harvest Begins!

It’s official. Our extremely early 2012 corn harvest has begun. The excessive heat and lack of rain hurried our little corn plants up in their maturing…so buckle up because it. is. on!

Farmer Boy heading out to help Dad.

I hopped in for a quick ride in the combine as well.

I like that you can see My Farmer's wedding band in this photo.

This was my view to the right:

So HOTT - he practically gives me the vapors.

My view to the left:

Growing up so fast - squeezes my heart.

My view looking South:

The points of the corn header that stick into the row are called "snouts." I know - it's funny.

My view to the North:

That tractor is pulling the grain cart, it will unload into that semi trailer.

What we see out the back window:

The window gets dirty as the corn closes over it - see it shooting out of the auger?

Things are dry and short, but we are thankful for the crop we have, thankful for the crew helping to bring it in, thankful for this life we love.

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WIWW – Fourth Edition

I have noticed a pattern since beginning “What I Wore Wednesday.”

I like to put together outfits like this:

But then I end up wearing flip-flops in a cut hay meadow when My Farmer needs me.

Jewelry: Kohl’s clearance
Shirt: SO
Jeans: Levi super-low
Shoes: Target happy shoes
Purse: Kohl’s clearance

So on other days I dress like this:

But I end up taking my photo in the bathroom when I'm picking Shooter up from space camp and my feet never see so much as a blade of grass.

Shirt: Gifted
Tank: Kohl’s clearance
Belt: Gifted
Jeans: Wrangler
Boots: Had for years
Crochet Purse: Kohl’s clearance

(Side note – Here he is graduating from “Mars Academy.”)

Walking up to the stage to get his certificate...

Shirt: Kansas Cosmosphere and Space Center
Jeans: Wrangler George Strait
Boots: Justin
Belt: Kohl’s clearance

Just to keep it honest, and because of the hay-meadow in flip-flops incident (and others like it) I want to show you what I would typically wear every single day if it weren’t for Kohl’s clearance and WIWW:

That's my dog, Lola. Does she look like an ewok or what?!

Hat and Shirt: RTG gifted set
Jeans: Seven
Belt: Carhartt
Shoes: Retired Asics Gel running sneakers

If you had a uniform based on what you usually wear (like my t-shirt/jeans/sneakers for farming) what would it be?

Linking up with The Pleated Poppy again – pop on over…