I just wanted to do an official post and let everyone know that I am returning to my former blog. Truthfully, I miss it. I was on that blog for many years and it was like a comfortable pair of old shoes.
My favorite part of the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic was William Robertson & Son Store! It has been on the Halifax Waterfront since the 1840s. Robertson Ship Chandlery has been restored to the way it looked at the turn of the last century. I think it looks so amazing
It sucks but I don’t think I am going to be able to get to the homeschool convention this year. It won’t be a total loss, I will be going to a Greek Festival that weekend and I will be going to a birthday party that weekend, but commitments and funds have made it seem like the convention is out for this year. I was looking forward to it because it was a chance to get to know some other homeschoolers here. But the good thing is that I am going to be meeting up with some moms who have been homeschooling kids with special needs so that will be good.
I wonder why some people are so judgmental when it comes to my choice to homeschool my daughter. I wonder why they feel the need to tell me how they feel at every opportunity. It is even people who are related and who know my daughter, who know how she suffered in public school and yet they STILL feel that she would be better off suffering there than in my loving home learning in an environment where her differences are celebrated instead of made fun of. Where she sits high in her seat and proudly shows me how much she has learned instead of cowering under tables completely hysterical wishing desperately for some way for her to be cured of her autism. Where do they get the nerve to tell me that I don’t know what is best for my child. Trust me, the socialization she gets in an environment where she is loved and celebrated is much better than anything she ever got in the years she was in public school. *sigh*
Over the years, Lilly has grown to really love reading, but she remained intimidated by books with few pictures and books with chapters. She managed to read them with encouragement, but it wasn’t something she volunteered to do, she preferred to read “Learning Books” and educational books, which of course, I thought was just fine. Well, today she picked up some books that my best friend bought her and she has spent all her spare time today cuddled up reading her chapter book. She is loving it and keeps pausing to tell me about it. I am happy for her venture into this part of reading and I am happy that she found her way here without being forced into it.