I am a very lucky woman with a husband and son who are smart, witty and entertaining. Our son, B, attended public school for two years, and then we embarked on a new adventure in the Fall of 2010 - homeschooling. We don't have all the answers, but we know B and this has been the best thing for him. I blog to preserve our stories and our memories, share recipes, vent and ramble on about our crazy, yet blessed, life. Would you care to follow along?
B was sitting on his stability ball in front of a window this morning, bouncing, staring out and talking to himself while I did some house work. After about a half an hour he said, "Mama, I wrote a song. Do you want to hear it?" "Yes!" I answered. He did not sing his song; he spoke it. I would call it a poem, but he insists that it is a song: