These days I feel less and less like a homeschool mom. Whatever that is.
My eighth grader is now doing so much of her own schoolwork, that when I do pick up the odd book to read out loud, she wants to know why.
She's choosing her own copywork from Les Miserables, which isn't a school book but which she's decided to read anyway.
She's managing a lot of her math work on her own.
I seem to have worked myself out of a job.
(I did teach her how to tie a sheet bend this week. I was not a Girl Guide for nothing.)