Well the gingerbread is baked and the kitchen is cleaned up and I’m wiped out. I love my son, I love that he had a great time helping and I love that we can look back and see a fun afternoon for him, but I don’t want to do that again for a long time. He was sweet, he was obedient, he was excited and he did a good job, but he is still four and he wore me out. These are the things that make me feel that I couldn’t homeschool my kids. I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels this way after doing projects with their kids or if I’m the only one who admits it, but I am drained and unashamed. I do love the results: his joy and the counter full of cookies, and hope it all looks good on the tree. I saw where someone had put their child’s name on their tree in sugar cookies so I thought I’d try that this time. The cookies turned out well, but I think I made them too big. They’ll be too heavy for the poor branches. We bought a new cookie cutter earlier in the year so we have a new shape this year and I made a double batch so there are plenty to hang. I just hope I have enough ribbon.
The cookies look fabulous!
As much as I love Chloe, doing big projects with her are a challenge for my patience as well. I have figured out that I like for things to be quiet when I have to think. Go figure. I’m not going to rule out home school forever because I’m still a bit unsettled about our school choice but I can’t say that it’s one of those fun things that I totally look forward to.
Hm. Yeah – that’s what converted this cookie-baking, homeschooling mom. I just couldn’t do it. I still like to believe that I have it in me….but I really just didn’t. Not to be discouraging, just letting you know you’re not the only one and also not the only one who will admit it 🙂