Pretty much from the beginning, I wanted to home school Roo.
I thought who better to teach my child, then myself?
It wasn't a holier-than-thou, cocky attitude but it was in a way. I thought I'm smart, I went to college, I have the time.
And it's not that I looked down upon parents who put their kids in school, that's not it at all.
I just wanted to control what my daughter learned and how she learned. I thought that if I was her teacher, she would flourish and she would be the smartest kid on the planet!
Doubting myself starting creeping in slowly.
Doubt that maybe I wasn't best to teach my daughter and when a comment was made about Roo being behind, I froze in fear.
She knew her ABCs and could count, she could write her name, not mix her colors while painting.
But she was lost when she attended dance class... and if I asked her to point out the letter K in the alphabet, she just laughed at me and ran away.
Did I have a clue what I was doing?
Was I failing my child in some way?
Was I just being pigheaded?
So I started listening when people talked about their children and the schools they went to. I started researching schools online, calculating tuition and learning about what kind of lunchboxes they could bring.
And today, today I went to visit a pre-school that my Aunt works at.
I was so scared as I walked the halls and talked to the teachers.
But Roo was having a ball. She was into the toys, running around and being happy.
She loved it.
She is such a social butterfly. She loves people and is so talkative... she's so happy.
And as we left we talked about how much she liked it and would she want to go there in the Fall.
She said yes.
So now we're faced with the tough decision... is this something I do? Do I follow through? Do I give it a shot and teach her myself and worry every day that I'm not doing enough? Do I let a stranger, yet a qualified stranger, teach her?
It's time for us to ask ourselves some tough questions... and filling out some applications (just in case).
A Closer Look
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