I know I know... I have a homeschooling blog, I believe in homeschooling, I know I am a good teacher, I am a homeschooling mama.... I am. But today I sent my oldest and second baby off to public school. And I believe I am doing the right thing, for now.
I know it is temporary and I know it is good.
It sounds like I am trying to convince myself doesn't it? But really, I am at peace.
Our day started before 6 with Solomon up before the sun, bouncing off the walls with excitement. Then Jack up at about 7 ready to go -I was pleasantly surprised (usually we are dragging our feet to get anywhere on time) "We have more than an hour before we have to go guys"
-thankful for their enthusiasm as it made it much easier on me.
So with lunches packed, gym shoes and art smocks tucked away, we marched off, three blocks to school.
As we approached the already bustling playground our steps got slower. I asked if anyone was feeling butterflies, nervousness now. I got the Solemn Solomon (patent pending) head nod, the one with the chin dropped to the chest... that didn't lift until they were out of sight following their new teacher into the school. We had lots of hugs, no tears (until I had a tap on my shoulder and MY mom was there to support this "mumma's first day of school" That got the tears flowing)
So here I am. Researching handmade sandwich bags for eco-friendly lunches without waste or chemical plastic coating leaching into food... mylar lining or nylon? zipper or velcro closures? maybe elastic or simple foldover...
Waiting to walk back and collect my boys -with the promised box of Tim Bits in hand.