Doing Something Wright

The summer before my oldest daughter's freshman year of high school, she decided she wanted to homeschool. Since I was working outside the home at the time and she was the oldest of 4, her dad and I made her jump through some pretty impressive hoops to convince us she was serious. (Think research into how homeschooling would help her with her future career choice and a powerpoint presentation about why she wanted to homeschool.) She jumped through our hoops like a champ and our homeschool journey began. That first year was rough on me emotionally...I was certain that my child would end up homeless, careerless and destitute on the side of the road and it would be all my fault because I failed her as her teacher.  A bit dramatic, I know! After one year of homeschooling my oldest, her younger sisters decided that big sister had a sweet gig and they wanted in, so now I was homeschooling 3 girls who all learned very differently while juggling a preschooler and a part-time jo...

Note: I wrote this post last year, and was waiting for just the right time to post it...fast-forward a year and it is now or never. Enjoy! Every once in a while something completely random becomes a beloved tradition. What I've noticed over the years is that if something happens more than one year in a row, my children automatically deem it tradition. "But we do it every year, Mom!" Our family Thanksgiving 2017 We have several traditions in our family. Some have happened accidentally; some have happened on purpose. We have a Thanksgiving tradition that happened completely by accident! My kids call this tradition "The One Batch of Fudge." The Backstory "The One Batch of Fudge" comes from my family's fondness for fudge at Christmas time. (I know, you thought I was going to tell about a Thanksgiving tradition. Bear with me, I'm getting there.) My mom made fudge every year at Christmas when I was growing up. When I was about...