Paper Making and Elvis

We would like to thank everyone that has added comments today. It is great to hear from others, especially other homeschoolers. I plan to answer each comment but just haven't had the time today. It is rather odd making an entry now. I used to just sit at the computer and quickly add thoughts and experiences from the day, with family and friend in mind and also creating a record for the kids of our journey. After I saw that we were selected today, it feels weird to know that so many other eyes are watching. Adds a little pressure. It doesn't really bother me, I had to get over that when my book was published. It certainly helps to keep me motivated. Musa won't be happy until we hit #1, so a little extra motivation is a good thing.

Retta's bathtub experience last night reminded me of paper making so we got out the supplies today and she made several sheets of paper. I attempted to explain the procedure but she exclaimed that she didn't need any help. She made pink paper first and once she got the hang of it made some yellow with star confetti and pieces of gold thread in it and of course lots of GLITTER. She had a blast.

Musa was content playing his playstation. He thought the paper making looked much to messy. He was amazed that Retta would put her hands in it. "It looks like vomit." He wrote a poem for his friend Jan. Later today he got out some new finger puppets we got from Ecuador and we had quite a theater.  He has a puppet of a King and he feels quite powerful when in character, but was also very kind. He denouced all hunger and homelessness and war from the kingdom. Later, he blasted his new Elvis CD from his room. It cracks me up that he has a new obsession with Elvis. I told his that maybe he was Elvis in a previous life and his eyes sparkled as tho he was hopeful.

It was so good to see him singing and doing theater his way and truly enjoying it from the soul instead of being miserable because I forced him into choir. Don't get me wrong..he enjoyed choir and the play he was in, but it is clear he was doing it to please me..not himself. As I totally embrace unshooling I am a bit surprised at myself. I always thought I "leaned" towards unshooling..but now the blinders have come off.

It is our time to fly...