Last night I had a very disturbing dream. It was long and I can’t really remember the whole thing.
I am so very confident that homeschooling is right for our family. I rarely struggle with doubt. But the point of the dream was that I am failing my son hugely in regard to equipping properly with life skills.
At one point we were in a store and a man approached my twelve year old son. My son ran to me (he is almost as tall as I am) and began crying uncontrollably. He is not the least bit shy or timid in real life. I had to calm him down and show him what to do. I was trying, later in the dream, to get him to perform this simple task in the store. It was with a big pole, so he had to be aware of not knocking anything over. I gave him a guide for his foot so that he would be in a safe place. Each and every time, much to the frustration of everyone in the room, his first move was off that marker.
It was such a public display and so frustratingly hopeless. I remember determining that I was going to have to buckle down and ‘grow him up,’ as soon as possible!