And how does one catch up after spending six days laid out in bed?

I think I won't be bothered by that today. I'm just swimming in gratitude to wake up with little pain and much energy.

The past week has brought me to my knees. But this morning as the sun rose I opened my eyes and felt… well, almost like myself again.

Last week I found myself at the doctor's office for the first time in almost four years. My primary care physician is a homeopath (I do love Viroqua) so her prescriptions ranged from remedies to an IV, a lyme disease test and some blood work looking for what might going on.

I'm trying to take it slow today as I await the return of my energy and dream of some time in the garden, with the sheep, and checking on our newly arrived honeybees!

As for today you can find me on Simple Homeschool with an easy summer adventure to inspire anyone with kids – homeschooled or otherwise. Head on over and enjoy.

You can find my post right here.

Love,

Rachel

I'm over on Simple Homeschool today discussing what qualifies us as parents to homeschool our children.

Won't you join me?

My post is here. I'd love your voice in the conversation!

What does an average day in the life of an unschooling family look like?

Oh, my. Honestly, I have no idea.

Well, of course I do but yet – I don't.

Because although we live it each day, each of those days is different.

I'm over on Simple Homeschool today sharing what our life is like as an unschooling family – and why it's hard to fit into the tidy boxes of a schedule.

My post is here. Come and join us!

I suspect I am in the minority in that I have never given either of my children an allowance.

Yes,
I buy them things occasionally and for a while I would give them a
thrifting-day stipend (to help them learn to manage their spending, reduce whining for me to buy them things, and um, okay, to buy myself some time.)

But normally they earn their own money.

When Sage was four he started his first small business.

He
grated our LuSa soap trims, packed them into little drawstring bags,
and sold them at the farmer's market as "Soap Sachets". By the end of the day he had
something like $24 in his little pocket.

At age four.

And that was powerful for me.

I
decided that I wanted my kids to experience wanting ("I really want those fancy pencils!" I really want to have a scooter!") and then find a way to make
it happen. I wanted them to experience the satisfaction of earning
their own money as well as the patience for delayed gratification.

I wanted them to learn that they are capable of having whatever they want, if they choose to make it happen.

I also didn't want
their participation at home (IE: chores) to be linked to the money in
their wallet. I think chores are done by all members of the family
simply because that is how a family functions and survives. You don't do it in order to get paid in dollars. (More on how we do that over here.)

And then there is the fact that our family lives entirely off of income from our own small business. So to me it's a pretty important message that yes, you can follow your passion and earn a living – joyfully!

But I digress.

Sage's
second business venture, "'Magical' Play Silks" dying and selling silks, was a huge success as
well ( thanks to you beautiful people) and when he and I calculated how much he earned per hour we were
both amazed. (Okay, I was floored. He was mildly engaged.)

And now it's Lupine's turn.

Lupine began her first small business venture last week, called "Rainbow Dough".

She is making homemade, essential oil-scented play dough. (Yes, she raided LuSa for the essential oils.)

Currently Lupine's Rainbow Dough is available in turquoise (eucalyptus), deep pink (rose geranium), purple (lavender), and light green (spearmint).

Because it is her business (not mine) she chose the recipe, set her prices, and picked her scents. She made the dough. Sage is helping her here and there (as am I), but mostly she's on her own. At six.

In case you were wondering, Lupine will be selling Rainbow Dough to anyone who is interested. (And yes, she ships!) She is charging $3.50 each, plus postage.

Truth be told I don't know how big each dough will be. I'm guessing every one will be different. Because, well, she's six. (But she's a generous six so I don't thik she'll dissapoint anyone.)

I hope that Lupine, like her brother, will learn that hard work and passion pay off – quite literally. And that work can be fun. That's a lesson that most of us didn't get as children that I think is vital to finding joy in adulthood.

I mean really. Who wouldn't benefit from that message?

For your own kids, the possibilities are limitless. Cut flowers, jewelery, freezer paper t-shirts, tea blends, cookie mix, poetry, painted peg people… Ask them what they love to do and then support them as they run with it. (But when they're ready to be done remember that that's okay too.)

Oh, and for the record, the play dough smells heavenly.

So. Who wants some?

The kids and I quite literally ran away to the circus on Friday.

But only for a day.

We took our "Mystery Friday" to head to Baraboo, Wisconsin – the town where Sage was born – to check out the Circus Museum there.

Although we lived just three blocks away for years we never once went to visit.

Living in Baraboo and not being the circus-type was a bit of a trip. Walking (then infant) Sage by the river near our house we would occasionally see them bathing elephants in the river, and we could hear the calliopes from our backyard.

I vividly recall my dog barking like mad just after we moved to Baraboo. I looked up to see a sad clown with a giant mallet over his shoulder bicycling by my house. I smiled at him politely and he just stared, all frowny-faced and sad-eyed. Biking and staring at my dog and me.

Whoa.

"It is scary," I assured my dog. Keep barking.

You see, my history with the circus is sketchy at best. (As a teenager in Milwaukee the only time I went to the famous Circus Parade was to hand out fliers about animal rights. I was that kid.)

So thinking about the circus has always made me feel sad.

But last Friday I decided it was time.

And I suspected that visiting in the off-season would mean no animals, few other guests, and just an amazing visual and educational feast.

I was right.

We had the place to ourselves. (Literally.) Dioramas, trains, wagons, and exhibits.

Our favorite building was a huge warehouse filled with antique circus wagons. Unheated and un-staffed it had just two rules: don't smoke and don't climb.

Wagons were packed willy-nilly throughout like they were hastily unloaded in a windstorm. Some we crawled under to get past.

It was amazing.

At one point Lupine was running full bore between two wagons. She stopped and glanced up to both sides. "There is a lot of Greek mythology in here!"

And off she ran again.

(See? We were homeschooling.)

The displays also provided me with an opportunity to talk about how people treat one another in our culture. And how slowly we are learing to believe in equality. Bit by bit.

There was a huge circus diorama that captivated us all. But when we got to the "Side Show" the kids were baffled and disturbed by what they saw. They had no framework from which to process it.

It was a great moment to discuss how we as a species are evolving as we begin to see one another as whole people – not something to laugh at, exile, ridicule, or judge.

But mostly we just had an incredible day.

An afternoon at the circus. (And oh, yes – two thrift stores on the way home.)

And now to plan next Friday's adventure. Hmmm… Where to go…

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Happy Martin Luther King day. Here is looking forward to our continued evolution, understanding, and compassion.

After seven days in the woods if you asked either of my children (or me for that matter) what the highlight of the trip was the answer was the same: painting at Quartz Hill.

It was our first full day up north. Each of us picked our adventure for one day, and a hike to this giant quartz formation was Lupine's choice. (In an effort to maintain the rhythm of doing a bit of organized homeschooling work each day, I added the painting.)

After walking through the forest to the hill we ate a picnic lunch in the dappled sun. Then we sat beneath the trees making art. All day long.

It was wonderful.

We've painted outdoors before (when the kids were younger) but this time was different somehow. It was magical.

If we hadn't run out of paper we just might have spent the night up there.

So while I questioned it on the hike up the hill, schlepping that (big, heavy, awkward) basket of art supplies through the woods was absolutely worth it. Oh, goodness yes.

Now and again I get a comment or an email acknowledging the vulnerability of putting myself out there as I do in this space. And every time I have the same reaction. "What? I put myself out there?"

Yes, I'm a little oblivious.

Because as I see it I'm just sharing what makes me tick, (and sometimes what makes me tic) without attachment to that being the same for you. I've always been different from most around me, so I never expected you all would resonate with every word. That would be strange to me.

So thank you for respecting the (perhaps radical) ideas that I throw your way here every few days.You are graceful and respectful and open and I am in deep appreciation for that.

I am also appreciate those of you who share my radical ideals and call me out when you think I might be slipping down a slope I don't intend to. For the unschoolers, yesterday's post was like that. 

Therefore, a bit of clarification…

Sage and Lupine are wabi sabi – perfect in their imperfection. Like all of us. I am not trying to fix them or change them or make them better than they are right now. I am instead seeing an ember of desire in my son and helping him to fan the flame.

We aren't really "doing school" (or long division). We're playing games with cards and wooden pennies. We're learning calligraphy. We're messing around with vinegar and pennies, salt and nails. We're painting peg people. We're making paper airplanes. We're dissolving the shell of an egg. (Oh yes. Yesterday was an outstanding day.) And we're also crunching some numbers and practicing our handwriting.

And I think there is balance in that.

None if it is delivered with the message of "you are not enough". Instead it is delivered with the message "you can do anything".

So yes, I do perceive some gaps in their knowledge, but no, I'm not fearful that those gaps are going to be detrimental to my child's success. What I really see is a readiness for knowledge and trepidation at taking that first step. I'm here to hold their hands and walk that path together. I am not going to push against resistance, just nudge them towards new challenges.

Okay. Thanks for listening.

With homeschooling in mind, I'm over on Simple Homeschool again today. I'm reaching out to those among us who have chosen to not homeschool. Many of my friends (and my family) and perhaps many of yours.

My post is here. I'm interested in hearing your thoughts (as homeschoolers or as friends of homeschoolers).

Love and gratitude,

Rachel

We've been unschoolers since the start.

That means we follow the leads of our children with our learning. We don't work off of a curriculum. We don't "do school" at all. Instead we learn as we go, day by day. Their interests lead the direction in which we travel.

Some days around here look pretty schoolie, with text books and experiments scattered around the kitchen, but most days do not.

Instead we learn while we cook, while we garden, while we travel, and while we play.

Frankly, we love it. Unschooling has been a perfect fit for our family.

And now Sage is ten. He's ten!

Ten feels big. Not because I'm remembering who I was or what I knew by ten, but simply because of the accelerating I'm feeling with his growing up. As he put it, "In that much time again I'll be 20!" Right? I'm not even sure how that is possible, but I checked his math and he's spot on.

And during the past few weeks I decided that he is old enough to be pushed our of his comfort zone and into some of the learning he has been less enthusiastic about. A loving nudge that will lead to leaps in understanding, while still (mostly) unschooling.

And we've never done this before.

We have never ever done school.

Sage was not taught to read. He learned organically, not unlike a child learns how to walk or talk when given a nurturing environment in which to grow. We were all trust and allowing and he learned when he was ready.

But now… now I want to balance all of that trust and allowing and ease with a little nudge towards long division. I think he's ready, and after ten years with this boy I think I understand how he works.

That the initial discomfort is holding him back. That he'll need to get it wrong before he gets it right.

And maybe unschooling means following their interests first and then noticing how their temperaments are holding them back and work with both.

So we've done it.

We've scheduled a block of time each day to, well, to "do school". Starting today. I am focusing on the areas where I think we have gaps (spelling, math, and handwriting specifically) and then we'll fill the remainder of the morning with the lessons they are so excited about they could hardly sleep. (That would be chemistry for Sage and portrait drawing for Lupine.)

And for me this is a new path. I'm as nervous/excited as the kids. I woke at 5 to have time to check email and post the blog. Because I don't want to be distracted during the day by all that I didn't get done.

We'll hit the ground running in a couple of hours and see how far we go.

Starting something new is simultaneously exciting and uncomfortable. Change is like that. Sage was resistant to the idea of something too structured. But once we went over the rhythm together and he saw the built-in free time and reading time and outside time he embraced it. With gusto even.

I expect that he'll be up by 6, ready to get started.

Yes, today is a nudge into the discomfort for me as much as for my kids. We're all in this together. Stretching, growing, changing.

And I think that's right where we belong.

Love,
Rachel

Have you discovered Simple Homeschool yet? (Or their other amazing sites?) I was honored to be invited to become a regular contributor to Simple Homeschool and I'm there today with my first post.

My contribution today post is about road-tripping with children, inspired by this adventure. (After re-living that trip through the writing of this post, I am itching for another adventure. I am scheming another trip with my family. And soon!)

Every few weeks I'll share a homeschooling-related post over on Simple Homeschool.

You can find my first post here.

Love,
Rachel