I’m glad to say Summer school is over!   Aubrey passed driver’s ed and Jordan and Alex finished up their “Burst of Learning” at the local elementary school.    As far as public school goes, Summer school is the way to do it.  Jordan and Alex’s classes went as a group to a store that sells carnival type prizes and bought a bunch of junk, set up a store in the library and took turns doing different jobs and running the store for a week.  Then they figured their profit, donated most of it to charity and went to Sonic for lunch on the last day with the rest.    Sounds almost like homeschooling!   But, we’re ready to be done being tied to someone else’s schedule.  Although the school was quite accepitng of me pulling them out for a day at the amusement park, for their homeschool gymnastics class, for Jordan’s birthday…. I’m sure they would feel differently during “real” school.  Jordan had no further problems in class and I think her teacher was the perfect fit for her.  

By this week I was really starting to feel like the school was keeping me and the kids from getting to do all the fun Summer stuff we want to do.  So, of course to make up for it we have a jam packed schedule next week.  So far I have planned blueberry picking, cheap summer movie, swimming, skating, homeschool recess, a playdate with their new friends (finding friends around the block was worth the entire month of Summer school!),  and I need to fit an orthodontist appointment and their gymnastics class in there somewhere.   Should be a busy week. 

 Aubrey always has stories to tell me about the highschool kids.    She always finds a crowd–usually the artistic free spirited kids.   She made the comment that the kids curse almost non-stop on the busride home.  I said, well, they’ve spent their lives not being allowed to go to the bathroom whenever they want, not being able to eat when they’re hungry, being told where to go and be every minute of the day and that if the only way you have to rebel against that is your language, then it is going to be colorful language.  She really seemed to ponder that for a while.   Although I would be quite embarrased if my kids started cussing like sailors in public, bad language to me is more of a sign of an uncreative mind than anything to make a fuss about.   I don’t have the cleanest mouth in the world, but I don’t pepper everything I say with foul words either.   

Another interesting thing the kids learned was the concept of “suing” someone.  Apparrently this was a common threat in the elementary school–I’m gonna sue you if you do that!!! 

Ah…back to our life.