Epic Fail

We failed.
Utterly
Completely
Thoroughly
Unabashedly
Gleefully

We failed to Learn Nothing on Learn Nothing Day

They were engaged, sparkly, happy children learning all day.
I tried to not notice what the children were learning/doing so that I could possibly Learn Less. Alas my efforts were unsuccessful as well.

I realized by nightfall where it all when catiwhompus.
I hadn’t told the children that it was Learn Nothing Day before the day started.
To inform them of this on the actual day seemed illogical.

Ah well.
We can plan ahead for next year.

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Oops

 

 

Without meaning to, over my first cup of coffee this morning, I learned something. Several things. Many things.

Oops. It’s Learn Nothing Day (click on the graphic above for more info) and I failed so. very. early. πŸ˜‰

Well, the children are still asleep.
There’s still hope for them.
Maybe.

I’ll need to put away all the computers. And books. And movies. And the Wii. And the tv. And art supplies. And maybe board up the windows?

Off to it….

And I SOLEMNLY swear I am up to no good.

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Some Kind of Awesome


This guy just turned 9. πŸ˜€


This girl got some ears (which she loves!)


And that guy (the taller one at the water table) will soon be 13 (and is almost never in camera range anymore.)

There’s been playing and learning and going and doing and friends and a good bit of hiding from the extreme heat.

There’s been crafting and painting and knitting and spinning. And hiding from the extreme heat.


{irresistibly beautiful, isn’t she?}

 

 

 

 

Screen Time

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Thoughts on screen time, inspired by the following question: Β 

Is it possible to unschool while seriously limiting orΒ putting boundaries onΒ the media factor?Β  To provide them with other learning opportunities (books, crafts, the outdoors, etc.) or are screens essential?

It is possible.

But the experience might not be as wide, vast, intriguing and ‘sparkly.’

It is not about whether screens are essential — it is about freedom and connection and examining all of one’s fears about everything. It is about offering/providing/facilitating a vast array of opportunities and not getting hung up on which ones will promote ‘learning’.

If one is afraid of the influence of screens then that can come between the parent and child. The same could be said of any number of influences.

In my opinion (and personal experience) unschooling flourishes in an environment of openness and connection, not rules and restrictions.

But then again I could replace the word ‘unschooling’ with ‘people’ or ‘families’ or ‘children’….

“_________ flourish in an environment of openness and connection not rules and restrictions.”

We have not always been unschoolers. We came back to unschooling from a Waldorf homeschooling time. During that time the children had little/no screen exposure.

That time was difficult for all of us. The kids were limited and couldn’t really follow their interests and passions as they might have liked. I became the Warden — making sure that ‘less-wholesome’ influences were kept away. None of us liked it and all the relationships in the family were, hmmmm, not damaged, maybe less genuine and authentic during that time.

Once we as parents (gradually) lessened the controls and respected the various interests and passions (and modes of acquiring knowledge and information) it really opened us up as a family. Now they are passionate and sparkly and happy, authentic children who come to us to share their interests and ideas. That wasn’t happening as much before.

Simply put: being afraid of screen time limited us, limited our children’s imaginations, limited our relationships, limited everyone’s potential. Now that they don’t have arbitrary screen restrictions (the restrictions we do have are real ones — 3 children but limited electronic resources, especially the Wii) they spend their time creating and doing and being and enjoying.

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That was several months ago…since then I have wanted to write a post about commercials. In defense of commercials, actually. But that’s a post for another day. πŸ˜‰

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Money Fun

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The Allowance Game

Wandered around an educational supply store today — alone.

While I enjoyed the eye candy, I have to say I’m struck by how many of the products are all about crowd control/classroom management.

And as Theo would say, ‘uh, oh, they’re trying to trick me into learning things.’

Theo LOVES to learn, but is offended by educational subterfuge. πŸ˜‰

glowing…

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How do I know I’m making the best choices for these three everyday?

I don’t.

But I think I am doing a pretty good job of it on most days.

How can I be sure? I’m making a guess based on their happiness, their enthusiasm, their desire to do, see, play, engage and explore.

They Glow.

There is laughter.
There are excellent conversations.
There are questions.
There is a quest to find one’s own answers.

They Glow.

πŸ˜€Β 

Time Travel

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I didn’t intend for us to go time traveling today. It just happened.

It began with this manual typewriter. It came in a case with an owners manual & dust cover and — get this — carbon paper. πŸ˜€

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Later we headed downtown to walk around the square & see what adventures we could find.
We found several antique stores & fully explored one of them.
So many awesome doodads and thingamabobs. So many conversations started by:
– ‘I remember those’
– ‘my grandma had one of those’
– ‘what the heck is THAT?’
and so on

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I’ve cream shop right in the square. πŸ™‚

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Lovely, independent, children’s book store.

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Tea & coffee shop

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Such a lovely time exploring on our ‘trip’ — and only 10 minutes away from home.

Father’s Day

Whinnie in costume — this time as a cardinal — while she and the boys observe a snake in the process of skin-shedding.

Hummingbird watching

Negotiating who’s in charge @ the ‘water ball’

Theo in a tree

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With road construction (seemingly) in every direction we don’t get to Holliday Park all that frequently anymore. So it was grand to spend time with Papa there on Father’s Day. πŸ˜€