Frustration can be huge for a mom. You want desperately for your child to learn a skill, master a fact, understand a task. You’ve given all you’ve got to instruct, share a joy, tell the importance. But try as you may, your child either has not caught your passion, or is physically unable to produce.

Memory.  For us it has been memory.  I remember during tquhe alphabet stage mentioned in Part 1 that a mom of a prodigy son asked me, can’t you just tell him its an e?  Oh. Ya. I didn’t think of that. I could just tell him.  (rolls eyes)

The frustration comes with pride, and then shame, embarrassment to have the son that can’t do it. AWANA, Boy Scout Themes, Names, Places.

Do you know how hard it is to be a gloating homeschool mom when we ALWAYS fail the pop quiz of the public?  Quick, what’s 12 squared (asked this week). 1,044 was his answer. Sigh. Quick, what is your Awana verse for the week  . . . crickets. Quick, where’s Canada? – somewhere near Dallas? 

Then – there’s the moment. That it makes sense – clicks, he understands, he has an outside motivation, he has a desire – and he soars.

Do you know how hard it is to be a homeschool mom with the heart of Christ and a voice of grace and love when you want to scream from the mountaintops the tiniest victories?  I suppose you do, since you also are probably a blogger. . . . . . .

The actual ah-ha to come.