I am extremely proud of all four of our kids. They are all surprisingly different, despite my feeble attempts to use cookie cutter techniques while parenting.
I have not blogged a lot about our kids, out of a desire for privacy, and because that's not what this blog is about. But every once in a while it's right to blog about family things.
A week ago, we celebrated the last one's graduation. No, there is no diploma, and we had no ceremony. Like the rest of the educational process, this, too, is up to the family. And we decided that a transcript (in case of future education) and a celebration were what we'd do.
We held the celebration at our church, and displayed some of the things that our son was proud of. The kayaks that he and The Farmer have finished and are currently working on were displayed and admired.
The robot that the local public school's robotics team built for competition came to the open house, and some of the team members were happy to demonstrate its pyramid climbing and frisbee shooting capabilities. Our son was very fortunate to be allowed to participate on the robotics team for four years, despite being home schooled. He learned so much and made some great friends in the process.
I love this sign on the church wall; it sums up our prayers for each of our kids.
And now our journey as home school parents is over.