Dear Lady/Cashier who pitied me today in line at JoAnn's:
I realize that my kids were talking loudly and you were on your cell phone, while trying to ring up my small items. I did hear you when you said that Children should be seen and not heard. When you sneered at me, and demanded to know WHY my kids were not in school, I wish you could have seen the look on your face when I smiled and simply replied, "Because they're homeschooled."
I *am* proud to be their mother and very proud to be in charge of their education. I take it very seriously. And I was very offended that you thought nothing was wrong with asking me if I was "one of those religious Nut Jobs". I believe in Christ as my savior and am not afraid to say it. I am blessed that I live here, where I can legally decide to homeschool AND that I am free to love Christ.
I don't need, nor do I want, your pity. I am NOT stuck with my children all day. I love them. Yes, they drive me a lil crazy. Yes, I wish I had more freedom occasionally. But I am building their character, which takes longer than teaching Basic Math skills, let me tell ya! I am shaping their minds and hearts, to know and love Jesus. To be kind and good people. It's a process. But I wouldn't expect that you'd understand that, given how you couldn't put your phone down for 30-seconds.
This is why I homeschool. Right here. So my son, only 6 years old, knows and believes he should thank God for the blessings of his life. I am humbled. I am blessed, but please do not pity me.
(We are working on improving Adam's handwriting, but his mind works faster than his hands, so in case you can't read it, it says:
Today I am thankful for:
God and Jesus for giving us ** and Mom and Dad.
Can I get an Amen??