I suppose I'd call it a success...

Today was our first day of school.

Sixth grade, third grade and kindergarten.

Whew.

I woke up today and almost talked myself out of starting when I walked into the school room and found my desk covered in half completed lesson plan notebooks...and a myriad stack of papers yet to be put in each kid's binder.

After all, we had plans to meet a special friend of mine at the pool at noon, so our school would be cut short anyway.

Nevertheless, we went with plan a and proceeded with school. It was a decent day. Decent because the kids were super chatty. And as a result, I had to be super snippy.

I was dubbed cranky today.

Perhaps if they stopped chatting so much, and asking off-topic questions, and picking at each other, and interrupting...perhaps then I would have not been quite so, um, cranky.

So we took a few silly, and definitely not fancy, photos.

I may not have spoken with kindness at every single moment today as I hoped to do. And I may have lost my patience more than once. Or more than 100 times. I can't be sure.

Still, I am so looking forward to this year together...the homeschool journey is so rich to me. It's so full of life, adventure, service and exploration. I really can't wait. I guess I don't have to...we're already there.

One more day I am reminded of the beauty of homeschool.

Super-Spiderman thinks that kindergarten must include superheroes and villains.

Homerun Kid decided to draw a mustache on his face seconds before photos. Seriously.

And the Wonder Woman of many expressions...