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A Return to Homeschool

Published April 24, 2017 by lynn k scott

Discussions, research, contemplation and prayer, it’s been decided my daughter will return to homeschool for next year.  While I LOVE the small, private, Christian school she is in, we financially can no longer afford to send her.  The money spent on the school could be allocated to other bills that won’t take a backseat.

Sixth grade, junior high, here we come!  I refuse to jump on the “Middle School” bandwagon.  It was good enough to be called junior high for me, that’s what her current school calls it and that’s what we’ll continue to call it.

I briefly contemplated using a charter school because I could have received a stipend for educational-related expenditures from the district.  While charters are supposed to allow more flexibility, for a public school, the down side is, they are still a public school.  I became very upset just filling out the application.  That seems silly, right?  Perhaps.

The last two years, we have had this wonderful school.  There’s no PC-ness in play.  They ask for the mother’s and father’s signature on the application.  While, I know there are many, many types of families, I admire they still acknowledge parents.

While filling out the charter application, it asked for the parents’ name.  Then it asked who the child resides with.  Why was “parents”, “mother” or “father” not even options? The option available:  “Guardian 1”, “Guardian 2” and “Guardian 3” as the primary choices.  What?!  The nuclear family, while it has taken on some changes, still does exist.

When I brought this up to the charter, I received the approved response, “the options are within state guidelines”.  Ah yes, good ole’ California and the front-runner of “don’t offend anyone”.  I’m sorry but if the state of California is overseeing my daughter’s education, they should at the very least know that a “parent” and “guardian” are actually different words.

I was a guardian to my nieces for a year.  I didn’t give birth or adopt them.  I was their aunt.  They lived with me.  I made their important decisions.  I fed and clothed them.  I was their guardian.

Over the course of several evenings, unable to sleep, I kept researching charter schools and their requirements.  In addition to their inability to accept parents as a legitimate term, they follow Common Core.  Not to get into this educational nightmare, but let’s just say I’m not a fan and I won’t play nice with the district if they were insistent on how an answer was obtained vs if it was the correct answer.  That’s not how the adult world works and that’s what I’m raising; a child to an adult.

That being said, I reached peace when I realized, we will return to a Christian-based curriculum.  Where it’s acceptable to have my daughter’s homework include Biblical lessons, morality, and ethical responses in it.  Once that decision was made, the decision to return to homeschool became so much simpler.

I know homeschooling isn’t for everyone.  I know the state has to have some boundaries. Yet, they have overstepped and are reaching for what they aren’t entitled to.  My daughter can learn to think critically without being tested excessively just to “prove a point” or “be another score for the district”.

I am grateful for the ability to be able to register as a private school.  To teach my child in a modern way, yet have a Christian foundation.  I am excited to see what the next school year will bring us.  I’m sure my daughter will continue her spiritual and emotional growth, while on her educational journey.

And the Oscar goes to….

Published March 27, 2017 by lynn k scott

If you’re a parent of a preteen or a teenager, esp. if she’s a girl, then you are probably used to theatrics on some level.  I swear to you, my 11-year old has a movie career just waiting for her to embrace.

It turns out, a friend and mom, of a preteen boy, found this app, called, “Teen Safe”.  I actually chose to go with MMGuardian Parental Control.  In essence, it turns the cell phone into a paper weight; for whatever hours you choose.  I admit it, I should be better about app searching, because I LOVE this idea.

When my daughter and husband returned home last night, I told them about this wonderful app.  Ok, I thought it was wonderful.  The look of horror on my daughter’s face summed up how great this app truly is going to be.  I suppose I took a bit too much pleasure in her thought of not being able to access her phone for a set number of hours.  To be fair, she should be sleeping when the hours are in effect anyway.

After the look of shock, she sank to her knees, called me a demon and began to contemplate the impending “lock down” of her precious phone.  Now if you recall, she currently attends a small, private, Christian school. Suddenly, she jumps up, runs out the door, but not before uttering, “May the power of Christ repel you!”

I almost busted out laughing.  I’m a demon in need of an exorcism apparently.  All for making sure she gets a good night’s sleep without cellular distraction.  After the amusement wore off, I thought to myself, “well, at least I’m getting my money’s worth (for her school)”.

All in all, I was quite proud of myself.

Yet, the Oscar goes to…

Her First Date

Published March 19, 2017 by lynn k scott

Yesterday was a big day in the life of my daughter.  In addition to it being opening weekend for the movie, “Beauty and the Beast” (which I highly recommend seeing), it was also the day my daughter had her first “date”.

You might be wondering why I would put “date” in quotation marks.  Well, it’s simple, really.  My daughter and her “boyfriend” are both 11 years old.  Yes, you read the correctly; 11 years old.

No this isn’t the days of yesteryear, no I’m not accepting her dowry just yet, so let me explain.  My daughter, better known as “the lil miss”, on social media, has known this boy for several years and they are friends.   Just a couple weeks ago, he got the nerve to ask her to be his “girlfriend”, via note.  She accepted.

Part of the reason, we, the parents are indulging this a bit more, is because, her boyfriend’s family will be PCSing (military move), across the country, in a few months’ time.  While they will keep in touch, we know not much will progress further than this “date”.

The other mom and I, who are also friends, always joked, they would be each other’s first date and they would go to the movies.  Little did we know, her son would get the courage to admit he liked my daughter, and that my daughter would reciprocate the same for him.

Seeing as they are moving, which is breaking my heart at losing another friend, I asked if they had planned on seeing Beauty and the Beast; as I was planning on taking my daughter.  We agreed that would be a good idea and give us more time to spend together before the impending move made it more difficult to have free time.

We agreed to meet for lunch, because her boyfriend originally wanted to take her out for a steak dinner.  His mom talked him into pizza.  Good thing too.  One, it’s too pricey for this type of first date and two, my daughter doesn’t like steak.  lol

Both families arrived at the pizza place.  The boy presented my daughter with a single, long-stemmed, red rose, with a yellow ribbon and a small teddy bear.  He told my daughter, he got her a rose because that’s the type of flower in the movie they would be seeing.  Insert *AWE* right here.  The young couple sat at their own table, while both sets of parents and his sister sat and had their lunch two tables away.       20170318_191547.jpg

Lunch finished and we all drove to the theater.  Let me tell you, when they anticipated, “Beauty and the Beast” being a huge hit, they weren’t wrong.  All I can say is, “Thank you, Fandango”!  We arrived over an hour early and it was still packed.  My daughter’s date was given some money so he could purchase their concession items by himself.  Luckily, I was there to give an alternative drink option to the requested slushie, as the machine was out of order.

The kids sat by themselves and the rest of the families sat together.  It was cute.  They had their space, but not even hand-holding occurred.  Everyone had a great time and some memories were made.

While I believe 11 is a bit young to date, there are dating rights of passages that inevitably will come.  We, the parents, are teaching our respective children what to expect on this highly chaperoned “date”: thoughtfulness, courtesy and respect topping the list.

After it was over, my daughter and I discussed the day.  I let her know, that while she wouldn’t be doing much of this anytime soon; esp. after they move, that this was they way she should expect to be treated for all her dates.

In a world where are kids are growing up so fast, I am more than willing to do a bit of hand-holding and overseeing certain areas of my daughter’s growth.  I don’t want her to be naive, but proper exposure is a good thing.

Her first boyfriend

Published March 10, 2017 by lynn k scott

Yesterday, my daughter and I stopped by my friend’s house for a little visit after work.  Our lives will forever be changed after what transpired there.

My friend is an Air Force veteran, and her husband is still active duty Air Force.  In a few short months, they will PCS clear across the country.  I will deeply miss my friend, but onto what happened.

They have a son, just six months older than my daughter.  They met several years ago and their friendship has grown.  Her son recently “discovered” and able to admit, he likes my daughter.  This past Tuesday, he wrote her a letter, and last night, he gave it to her.  Both of them were smiling ear-to-ear.  She had to circle ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to something he had asked her…

“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

Today his mom posted this on Facebook, as it’s a pretty special thing for us parents too; our children’s first crush (and with each other):

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Last night a sweet, scared, boy gave this beautiful girl a note and she checked “girlfriend.” Her mom and I have known for years that this day would come, but sat back and waited for them to figure it out. We will go as a group to see Beauty and the Beast, and let them sit in front of us and spend time together. I am so sad that we will have to leave this family. But I am glad that she is his first “real girlfriend.” It seems like yesterday that they were sitting on the swings playing with chickens. It has been great to watch this sweet friendship bloom into something more.

Where did the time go that she is old enough to have a crush on someone?  My baby is growing up.  This will be her first time dealing with a PCSing family.  She is a bit used to not having her Army brother around, but she hasn’t lost a close friend to a move yet.

Emails have been exchanged and phone calls are doable.  If her brother moves back to his first house in a couple years, we’ll be able to visit him and our friends at the same time, as they will be in the same state.

Life brings so many special people into our lives.  Some touch our hearts more than others.  She’ll always remember the first boy who asked her to be his girlfriend.

Enough Already!

Published March 3, 2017 by lynn k scott

I received a text from my husband about an attempted robbery that apparently happened yesterday morning.  We all know the world isn’t as nice a place as it once was.  This fact hits a lot closer to home when you find out the attempted robbery happened MY street!

What?  NO!!!

It would seem someone attempted to steal a vehicle, crashed it into someone’s fence, attempted to carjack a couple people, tried to break into a home and was deterred when the homeowner pointed a gun at him.

What is this world coming to?  The repeat offender was apprehended, is being held without bail, thanks to a felony probation violation.  We chose where we live because it was a family-oriented street.  Kids play outside.  We are starting to trust our daughter to stay home for short time periods, by herself.

It makes one have to re-evaluation EVERYTHING!

While I won’t live in fear and we have backup plans in place, it still shouldn’t be like this. When the thief lives in the city we left five years ago, because of the crime, and chooses to prey on my neighbors (literally five houses down), it makes me angry.

You think all is well and life has a way of making sure you know you are living in a fantasy land.  People need to accept accountability and if you currently don’t possess something, it does NOT give you the right to take it from someone else.

I’m hoping he’s a three-strike offender and the next 25 years to life will give him time to think about why he lost his freedom!

There are other options

Published February 8, 2017 by lynn k scott

I’ve had several conversations, some good and some that make me cringe, on the topic of Betsy DeVos being confirmed as Education Secretary.  While, I don’t typically write controversial posts, the education realm is something I have strong feelings on.  They definitely differ from the “norm”.

“She’s not qualified” seems to be the chant of the hour.  DeVos actually supports private schools and homeschools.  Oh the proverbial horror!!!  If you’ve followed my blog at all, you know I have homeschooled and I currently have my daughter in a very small, private, Christian school.  I am not upset by DeVos not being an educator or a school administrator.

WHY?  (I’m sure someone is asking that question.)

As a homeschool mom, one of the biggest “digs” we hear is ‘you don’t have a teaching degree’.  Nope, you’re right…I don’t.  However, my state simply states I have to capable of teaching…and I am!  Most people don’t realize, homeschooled children typically surpass their public school counterparts in the testing realm.  There’s a simple reason for this. The teacher/student ratio is smaller and the parents are more committed to their child.  It’s that simple.

I know homeschooling isn’t for everyone.  I’ve heard, “well I have to work and don’t have the luxury of staying home with my child”.  Gee….welcome to the club.  I work full-time too; thank you very much.  The nice part of homeschooling is…you can do it whenever you want.  So we did lessons after dinner and homework during the day.  It can be done.

I’m not super mom.  I’m exhausted mom.  I’m broke mom.  I struggle to keep my child in a private school.  A school where her emotional and spiritual well-being is as important as her academic well-being is.  A place they say the Pledge every morning and are free to celebrate Christmas and not have to be PC and say “Happy Holidays”.

Currently, my property taxes pay for a school, that I find unsafe, inept, protects bullies and embraces the educational nightmare known as Common Core.  I received no compensation for homeschooling.  I can’t write off the tuition for private school, yet I pay for public school.

I pay for a school, in a district that wastes money.  A school I had to send in a lot of supplies for because of mismanaged funds.  A school where several teachers homeschool their children because they know how horrible public school can be.

While public school is a must for many children and families, something needs to be changed.  Perhaps embracing school choice is the answer.  Perhaps leaving my property tax dollars to fund a public school remains unchanged.  I can live with that.  However, to be fair, I am not opposed to receiving a discount for homeschooling and/or a tax write-off for choosing the educational model that works best for MY child.

We live inn a time where personal accountability is at an all-time low; where entitlement reigns supreme. Schools are unsafe because the parents of kid-bullies threaten to sue or say, “not my child” or refuse to acknowledge their hellion attacked a teacher.  Teachers unions that protect abusive teachers who bully kids, humiliate them because they don’t understand a perceived simple concept.  PTAs meet right after school to omit working parents from attending, simply because it’s convenient for the teachers…THESE are the reasons why someone who is not tied to the public school system needs to be in this position.

Not everyone can or will choose to homeschool or use a private or charter school, but those options are out there.  Those of us who have researched and know these to be the best educational options for our children shouldn’t lose out because the public school system failed us.  We deserve to be heard and to receive the same incentives.

As parents, we follow the law of mandatory education.  However, our children are our primary concern and the district, the state and the government need to know, we have the final say when it comes to our children.

I am hoping this change will bring about positive and necessary changes for the sake of our children.  The current system has been broken for far too long.

 

Letter to Mom

Published February 5, 2017 by lynn k scott

Hi Mom!

Since Heaven isn’t on my cellular plan, this letter will have to do.  I know we haven’t spoken in some time, but a lot has been going on.  I’m sure you’re watching from above, but I’ll give you a quick recap anyway.

The time has come for me to gain another title.  It would seem your oldest grandson is going to make me a Grammie.  I still can’t see myself as a “grandma” and I was going to go with “Anya” as it’s Hungarian for “grandma” but I’ve settled on “Grammie”.  In just eight short weeks, my first grandchild will make her appearance.  If she’s anything like her father, she’ll be weeks late and we’ll see her in mid-April instead of the beginning of April.

Her name will be Katie Rose.  Tell Sis that her “Bubby” chose to name his first child after her (well her nickname, anyway).  Rose was chosen by his wife; a very special client of hers.  So my granddaughter will be named after some pretty inspiring women.

Katie would have made you a great-grandma and would have made Sis, a great-aunt.  The lil miss is excited to become an aunt.  I wish you were both here to share this special time with me.  I miss you very much.

Give each other a hug from me and some day (not too soon), I’ll give my hugs in person.

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