Today I taught my first lesson in 7 years.
Granted, my students also happen to my offspring.
But hey, still counts.
We started school today. And surprisingly, the day went quite smoothly. I wasn't sure what to expect, or how to expect it. I didn't know if I'd be able to pull off the transitions and segues that the girls would need to keep going. But I must have figured it out somehow, because they did.
And you know what the best part about the day was?
I sat them down for lessons, and they grinned with glee. And listened.
I sat them down with work to complete, and they smiled. And completed their work.
I had them working at their computer stations, and they giggled. And used the computer with a strange amount of saviness that I didn't know they had.
Will this peaceable behavior continue? Who knows. (But let the record state that I am choosing to turn a blind eye to conventional wisdom here and proudly shout out, "YES. Yes it will. All year. Smiles, smiles, smiles galore. I'll be the Woman Whose Children Smile During Homeschool All The Time. So there.)
Day One: Score.