I love Back-To-School

Not for the shopping and not because I get to send my brats off for someone else to deal with every day. We’re home-schoolers remember? And we have the hair cuts and rubber boots to prove it!

I love the fact that we can go to a movie matinee and get the entire theatre to ourselves. We celebrated Back-To-School by going to Zoom on Wednesday. Ok. The theatre wasn’t entirely empty. At the last minute a crowd of obnoxious Mothers and Toddlers stormed the place. I thought they would be distracting but it turned out that we had our very own laugh track. The Moms not the kids. Instead of laughing at the movie, we laughed at them. Apparently those Mothers weren’t there for their kids. I think they went home and blogged about what a hysterically funny movie they saw that day. I’m suspecting that each of them own every single Disney movie ever released. Again, the Moms. They probably cried over Lion King.

I love that all of your annoying children are in school so I don’t have to listen to my own annoying children asking, “Can I play with friends today?” Actually they will still be asking it but now I can reply, “No. All your friends are in school,” instead of being forced to make up a reason why they never get to have any fun. It’s a good thing we home school cause these kids are slow learners. How many years have we been home schooling now? 8? When are they finally going to figure out that other kids really do go to school? It’s not just an evil fairy tale concocted by their Mother to keep them from playing with friends.

I love that I get my children all to myself. Sure they are annoying brats but they are my annoying brats and I love ‘em. I can spend the day forcing them, whips cracking, to clean the house. Or I can spend the day sweetly reading to them on the couch while they bring me ice water to wet my parched lips. Nothing makes me happier than spending the afternoon reading with the darlings. When we head home from the library each week with our maximum allotment of books, I get butterflies in my stomach thinking about reading each and every one of those books with my children. I have learned to ignore the “Can you stand up while you read this one so you don’t fall asleep again?” pleadings. Well. They’re easy to ignore when you’re snoring.