Well, a little bit back to school, but mostly just another week in this unschooling life.
Camille plays the alto sax in the local public school band, as she has for the last two years. This year they bumped her up to high school band as a ninth grader (though she only just turned twelve which would otherwise make her a seventh grader). She also has the option to join pep band, marching band, and pit band (for the school musical), all of which she is excited for. The potential downside of this for me is that she needs to be driven into town daily for these activities. The actual upside is that Ayla, Sylvia, and I get to hang out in (or near) town while she is there and we can explore the parks, visit the library, check out the hydroelectric dam, look for clam shells, shop for groceries, or stop for a treat during that time.
During Camille's first day back in band, Ayla and Sylvia and I hung out at the park and played, swung, sang, and looked at mushrooms growing wild. We happened to touch on so many different topics during random conversation that I jotted them down on the back of an old receipt just to remember later. Centrifugal force, fungus, lichen, symbiotic relationships, kombucha, fermentation, springs, potential energy, karma, balance.
After that, we headed for our nearest state park and set up camp. No surprise that we had the place to ourselves.
Sylvia and Ayla helped me pitch the tent and Camille used a hand pump to blow up our queen size air mattress.
The rest of the week was filled with the usual sort of goodness.
a Green Eggs and Ham floor puzzle from the thrift store
helping every chance she gets
Pixar in a Box on Khan Academy, Camille came and asked me for a yarn needle.
Sure, what do you need it for.
Sewing a parabolic curve using straight lines, y'know?
more explorations of what we've come to call Clam Shell River