The first weeks of  a new year are always a time of adjusting.  Getting back into a routine of earlier mornings and into bed at a decent time.  The realization that I've papers to grade again and planning to do.  There does exsist the fun and wonder of new books and curriculum, and that offers up its own adjustment. 

As the children are trying to wear a happy face at the idea of some of their carefree summer days are behind them, I, too, must put on a happy face and be smiles and sunshine when in reality I just might want to pull the sheet (too hot for covers) over my head and hang it all for another day or week or month.  I just have to remind myself of the freedom a year round schedule offers, especially around the holidays. 

So I have to admit that yet another summer has come and I am no more caught up on my scrapbooking or quilting.  The photographs I hoped to frame and organize still sit in boxes, and as a photographer, I suppose there will always exist those boxes of pictures.  It's my portfolio that I really ought not ignore any longer and get put together.  Such is life and such is the life of a homeschooler who answers the call of her heart to nuture and educate her children within the walls of her home.

After having my oldest at church camp for a week, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that having my children away from me is not something I wish to experience on a daily basis.  With that said, I will throw off the sheet and greet each day grateful that they are home...home where they belong!