Mt. Pleasant Classical Academy

What shall I write? A story of our trip to IKEA where we picked up 2 desks and more bookshelves? We’ve been hs’ing since ‘99 and afterschooling before that, but we are finally turning one room into a designated schoolroom. The boys need it. MiltaryKid needs a place where he can call his own, to write his narrations or do his math fact sheets. ScienceKid needs a spot he can spread out in but yet is restricted also so he doesn’t spread his papers, books, and what’s not all over all horizontal surfaces.

We have turned our dining room, aka empty space holding an air hockey table and a work table into our school room When it is completed I’ll post some photos. But this is not the reason I started this blog. I am doing this for me, for me to write a record of our journey through the high school years. It is unreal to me that my son will enter 9th grade in the fall. I remember my own high school years, how I became so distant to my parents. I welcome the knowledge and the stories of parents and kids staying close due to HS’ing through high school, but also fear that my son and I will become distant. I do not want that. ScienceKid is so special; he deals with ADHD and CAPD, is borderline genius, and often exhibits maturity well beyond my years. Ahh, but then his childish frustrations at his brother can be heard above his Dad’s calm instructions of how to assembly the desk. Such a tightrope we walk.

And at times I need someone to talk with, to lift my thoughts off my shoulders and so this will be the place for that too.

So, welcome friend. Come in, have a cup of tea or a glass of wine.