My heart can't take all the sweetness...
I have always known that the final analysis of my home education career - the final word on any success - would come in the form of whether my children chose to home educate their children, even if only for a year or two.
Here is a brief peek into a moment in the little life of The Preacher's namesake. His momma (our daughter) is taking him through a 5 minute phonics lesson.
He's killin' it, y'all. Homeboy is so, so smart. And he lives next door (our daughter and her husband bought the house two years ago). And I have a little secret I'm carrying around about the house next door to THAT house - which also happens to be the house across the cul-de-sac from The Preacher and me.
Suffice it to say...well...we just may end up with the urban counterpart to Walton's Mountain.
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord. I am living a dream I have not earned, and do not deserve. Grace, grace, and more grace.
I hope your summer rocks, friends. I am wrapping up my summer "Bucket List" and I have to tell you...we pretty much hit the high points.
It's been sweet.