God has been prodding me (via others, mostly) about something.
"Audrey, your Daddy and I have been talking about maybe having you do school at home instead of going to school. What would you think of that?"
THAT IS HOW THE CONVERSATION BEGAN. NO LEAD IN, NO WORK UP, NO CONTEXT - WE CAME OUT OF STARBUCKS, GOT INTO THE CAR, AND I LAID THAT ON HER.
I'M SHOUTING, BECAUSE THIS IS THE VERY NEXT THING SPOKEN IN THAT CAR:
"That's exciting! *clasps hands together* You know what? I really like to do research. Like, a book about animals, but not a little book like this with no chapters (makes measurement with hands), but like a big book with chapters so I can find stuff and read about it."
-- no prompting, folks. That's what she had to say about that. Where her mind went FIRST. --
This was accompanied by swinging legs ... the kind you get when you're giddy about a pony ride.
We continued the conversation - we discussed pros and cons. We talked about how this wasn't a "for sure" yet, and that it was NOT a punishment for having problems at school. We also talked about the differences between attending school with her friend(s), and with staying home with mom; this brought tears, as I expected. I asked her to consider which would be more important to her; being at school with her friends or doing school at home without distractions. She didn't hesitate; with tears still streaming, she said, "Doing is more important than being."
Huh.
