I grew up knowing missionaries. My church supported many families in many parts of the world, and I was privileged to personally know a few of them. My mom read missionary biographies aloud to us. My parents hosted missionaries in our home and invited them to dinner. I knew what a missionary was.
“Honey, hand me that bowl.”
“No, that one. The one on the left.”
“No…the one on the left.”
**This is the part where you get up and do it yourself**
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Many homeschool families will include poetry in their morning time line up. I’m not a fan of all poetry, but there is some good stuff out there to get you and your tiny littles on the right track.
I started morning time before I knew it was almost at the registered trademark level in the homeschool community. I didn’t call it morning time (I didn’t call it anything, really), but I found that the best way to get our bible and other faith-based learning in was to do it first thing.
I’m over zealous when it comes to teaching my 2.5 year old. I admit it! I’d love it if we were doing daily alphabet coloring pages and arranging numbers from 1-10, but Ty has a low tolerance for coloring and we’re still working on identifying our numbers, much less ordering them. If my idea of “preschool” was completely bound to this traditional idea, I’d be stressed and frustrated with him (still am sometimes…).
My kids are young. Really young. My oldest is 2.5 and the youngest just turned 1, so the fact that I say we “homeschool” is probably laughable to some. But homeschooling is simply receiving one’s education at home. Age doesn’t really matter. We might not be sitting down with the workbooks, beakers and protractors (Ok, we are definitely not doing that!), but I still like to think of us as homeschoolers.