There were days in our early years of homeschooling that were good, and other days when the boys were small that were just down right hard. As difficult as they were, some of those hard times have given me some of my sweetest memories. On those really hard days when I had an inquisitive elementary aged boy, a wild-eyed special needs toddler, a crying baby, and nothing seemed to be going right. My house was a mess, the kids were not behaving—any myriad of problems would plague our family.
I would call my husband, and in his infinite wisdom, he would say, “Don’t go against the grain today.” What he meant by that was to stop trying so hard, relax, and take it easy. don’t be so hard on yourself. He wanted me to enjoy the boys, and not feel so stressed out. He knew that our homeschooling journey was a marathon, not a sprint—and that I didn’t need to try to teach the kids everything that they ever needed to know in life by the time they reached first grade. My husband was more interested in me and the boys being filled with joy. He didn’t want to come home from work to a frazzled, stressed out wife, and miserable unhappy children.
It was on those days that I would buckle all the kids in the car and we would drive-through Chick-fil-a, then drive around and listen to our favorite stories Adventures in Odyssey, or we would go to the park and as the boys ran around and played I would read my Bible. It was there in those moments that the children were content, and mama would regain her sanity. Those days that started off pretty rough could have ended up a disaster, instead ended up creating some sweet little homeschool memories. So thankful for my husband and his wisdom. Some days we are just not meant to go against the grain. instead, it just might be a great day for Chick-fil-a.