It's Contagious

The craft virus is catching around here.

St. Who?

I think St. Patrick is probably furious with me. I didn't wear green and I didn't wish anyone a happy St. Patrick's day. What is he the patron saint of anyway? Do I need to be worried?

I am off to a production of The Wizard of Oz to see Baby in her roles as a Poppy and an Emerald City person. I am quite sure it will be wonderful, even if she isn't the star. She's my little star.

We have definitely decided to pull the Bug out of school and finish up her junior year at home. Translation: serious prayer needed at the Wesner house.

There are no children at my house and even the dog is asleep. Aaaahhhh. The sound of times to come -- may they ever remain in the future!

The Road Ahead.

It just gets more interesting around here.

The Bug's migraines continue. These are extremely debilitating and we just don't know why they happen. She's in bed yet again this morning with another one.

I mention this because I decided to have a meeting with her counselor at school on Thursday. Bug brought up to me and Hunk O Man that she'd like to be homeschooled. She noted several very good reasons why this would be a good thing, and I countered with several very bad reasons -- most of which had to do with "I will expect more than the school does" and "You're going to hate it when I badger you about getting work done." She -- of course, as we all would have at seventeen -- answered these comments with the eternally optimistic, dreamy-eyed viewpoint of youth: "No I won't, Mama, it'll be fine!"

Comments and qualms aside, she had a very good point. She is failing her junior year of high school, and this because she can't get caught up. She is considered homebound when she misses school due to the headaches, but this can't substitute for a day in the classroom actually being taught. You get the work, but how are you supposed to do it when you haven't been taught how?

So, first this necessitated a prayer session with Hunk O Man. The three of us sat and appealed to God. The most important thing about this to me was that I approach God with an open mind, and not one already decided and seeking his approval. I find it's much better when I ask God with the attitude that His way is best, and not my way and don't-you-think-so-God?

Then I met with Ms. Hux at the school. Interestingly, she was very favourable to the idea of homeschooling. I couldn't quite believe my ears. I expected her to be very pro-public school, as most public school people are. And she is, but she was the best kind of school counselor in that she considered Bug's individual situation. She was chock full of info, even calling a local college to see about admission requirements for homeschooled kids. Wow! I walked away with a lot more information and a mind leaning toward homeschooling.

Then I called my best friend in Indianapolis, who also has 5 kids and homeschools them all. How do I handle chemistry? And Algebra 2? Holy cow! Am I crazy? Are you? She had some gems of wisdom for me, as well as some good information about how to treat the migraines. I just love her to pieces. I will be traveling there in mid-April, and I am looking forward to partying with my homies (and attending the Indiana Homeschool Convention). This should involve a night at our favourite Italian restaurant, a fair amount of chocolate and good coffee, and a very long night of chatting about husbands, kids, and various other assorted and sundrie topics, most of which usually involve at least one discussion about bodily fluids because that completes grosses out my friend.

So I am pretty much decided that we will pull Bug out of school as of April 1. Between now and then my mission will be to find curriculum. The great thing is that we can repeat her junior year and bring her grades up, and extend our school year as long as we like. If she can get caught up, we can even put her back into school next January to graduate with her class. She can also take classes at the local community college for free -- that's FREE -- and get a jump on college. Talk about a great idea!

The road ahead looks interesting.