Homeschooling, just like raising kids in general, is this fluid process, as dynamic as anything I have ever seen in life. Take, for instance, the saga of our school desks. We started out at the kitchen table, in preschool and kindergarten. Also, on the couch, reading books.
During the second semester of kindergarten, I realized our son needed to plant his feet firmly on the floor and adopt a good posture for his handwriting exercises. So we moved to this preschool table we bought when he was two or three. It’s a tiny thing with chairs shaped as Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. He used this table successfully until the middle of first grade, i.e. now.
My son looks like an eight-year-old even though he is only seven. He is rather tall for his age. The desk is getting smaller and smaller, so to speak. The desk is also getting crowded with all the manipulatives for math, not to mention my teacher’s manuals. Even if I keep only one subject on the desk at the time, we are getting cramped. Continue reading