The other morning I walked past the back door to see the kids having a morning meeting on the trampoline. They had eaten breakfast, scooped cat litter, fed the pets and were waiting for Mama to start school On the other side of the house stood neighborhood children; their backs laden with heavy packs while they waited for the school bus.
I managed to snap this picture just before they realized I was watching them. It’s mornings like these that remind me how blessed we are to home school and how much I cherish their childhood. I’m so thankful that they’re not standing out on the street; waiting for the bus to take them away from me where someone else makes the rules and the decisions about what they think is best for my children.
And now, for PE.
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