This morning, after the grandparents left, the children and I started our morning schoolwork.
Bundles of historical books on presidents and voting and early American life sat on the coffee table.
Our historical lapbooks sat on the kitchen table, popping with new matchbooks, shutterbooks, and minibooks on William Penn, the Puritans, the symbols of America, Colonial school days, and Mayflower Compact.
And math got covered (thank you, Teaching Textbook).
Then we left the house...again...with only history and math done for the day.
As I drove I felt brief stirrings of, "Are we doing enough?"
I hardly ever get these "stirrings" any more because, in reality, our days are very full...very rich...very educational...very fulfilling. Still, our days hardly look like institutional schooling...nor do I want our days to look like that.
These stirrings stagnated as soon as our 4-H meeting started. On the way home, my children and I trilled a happy sing-along:
"Two science experiments and a paper on the water process...Science for the day!"
"Figured the usage of water within our home (washing clothes, dishes, teeth, hands, etc.), multiplying it by minutes water is run for each function and by the amount of members using it, then tallying a total amount...more Math for the day!"
"Stood up and presented reports on two 4-H projects to the group...Public speaking for the day!"
Annie sat on my lap in the bookstore today and we had a cozy one-on-one tutored reading lesson together...Reading for the day!
The children and I had a looooong talk on politics and the pro-life issue on the way home in the car...Current Events for the day!
And that traditional Election-Day piping hot apple pie is in the oven.
Life is good.
So those "stirrings" have now settled and been absorbed into the mud beneath the still waters.