Let the Games Begin

As I walked in to pick up Bean...

"Rebecca, uh... Bean tells me that you are thinking of homeschooling her for first grade."

"Yes, we've made the decision to pull her."

"Oh, I'm going to really miss her.  I'm sorry to see her go."

*insert overly sympathetic look, tilted head and all*

"May I ask why you are pulling her?  Is it a control thing?"

"My Husband and I talked and decided homeschooling is what's best for our family.  It is more conducive to our lifestyle, it's what we believe in for our kids, and it works.  It isn't so much about control as it is about having her in the environment that we feel is best for her."

"I understand."

*insert another overly sympathetic look, tilted head and all*

This was her Special Ed Coordinator.  She's a pretty nice gal.

On April 17, we have Bean's big IEP/Eligibility meeting.  She's going through all the mandatory testing right now to see if she still qualifies for services and all that - they do it right before a kid turns six.

I don't expect the same sympathetic looks from people like the school psychologist.  As you may recall, she thinks I'm too stupid to homeschool my kids.  Apparently I just don't qualify in her eyes.  After all, she told me, and I quote, "You can't homeschool him," in regards to Bug.  Her opinion is that I should medicate my children and let the state sort out their education.  I don't buy that.  I don't even rent it.

I'm preparing for April 17.  I'm preparing with prayer, because I know that I'm going into battle.  There are a few people in that meeting group who are so against homeschooling that the mere thought causes their faces to crinkle in disgust.  They are completely pro "the system" and believe the herd mentality is the only way to go.

I believe education is not one size fits all and that mother, in this case, does know best.  And I'm thankful to live in a state where mother knowing best is all that matters.