8yo recently asked if all the things were made up of really, really tiny things, squashed closed together. It turned out she was talking about molecules, and a few days later she worked out that the air is also made of molecules. I’m not sure where that train of thought came from, but today she asked about infinity and went Ooooooo when I gave a potted explanation. Her maths is money-centric and she’s getting interested in the tricks you can do with a compass.

4yo can swim underwater and is getting to grips with a bike with pedals. She can write LVOE MUM and does, frequently. She can count and add up and draws with her eyes open and then tries to reproduce her drawing with her eyes closed, which is hilarious and surprisingly accurate – humans are better at this than I’d have guessed.

11yo has been practicing her handwriting, because she has decided to start school. She picked a school and we applied and she’s been to see it a few times, and today she had a first transition day. She’s really looking forward to the next one, and to starting. I’ve made a spreadsheet to calculate where to buy which bits of uniform and how to budget for them. We’re going to save money though because when she outgrows her school trainers and shoes I can have them. Did you know girls’ school uniform blouses come in a variety of shapes including a “no peep” style?

We’ve just renewed the Aquila magazine subscription and I’ve also sent for a trial of First News, a weekly newspaper for children. In general the newspapers are too gory and upsetting but they try to read them anyway, so this is worth a try, I think.

Today was the first taster/transition day for the 11yo in her new secondary school.

She loved it.

This is going to be exciting.

We had some amazing weather. Everything in the garden is growing beautifully. We’ve planted more food than we ever did before.

The 11 year old reminded me that apples are related to roses. I thought vaguely of wild rose flowers and apple blossom, but it was when I saw the baby fruits forming from the middle of the flowers that I understood.


The 8 year old has been practicing crochet and has a sizable blanket. She also makes scarves for presents. Her latest wheeze is to draw a picture with her right hand and then copy it with her left. She is getting quite competent.

Handwriting is also improving for everyone. I keep finding lists; wish lists, friends lists, shopping lists.

The four year old is learning to cycle. She’s OK on a balance bike but not quite expert enough to use it for transport yet. She really, really wants pedals.

Logic puzzles are surprisingly appealing to the 8yo. I’m seriously considering banning Horrid Henry audio books from the house. Libraryelf.com may yet save our lives.

And we’ve all learned a lot about democracy over the last few months.

Apparently the 8yo is teaching herself crochet. I’ve shown her one stitch.



At dinner last night, 10yo asked “What’s a megabyte?” and we ended up with a discussion of counting in binary (she found it easier than I did, but I didn’t learn until I was 20), how old-fashioned hard drives work, what a floppy is, and other things she learned she didn’t know while reading User Friendly, which is how I learned where my books of User Friendly are now.

Then I spent the evening watching David Attenborough with a 4yo who refused to go to sleep.

Today I learned that the 8yo has learned to read inside her head so she can read while eating. I have no idea how long she has been able to do this, because looking at books without reading them and reading silently look and sound very similar from the outside.

Also 10yo has been learning her lines for her drama group show at the end of the month. I am hoping the drama class will address enunciation and speed of delivery…


There was a WordPress security issue and I did precisely nothing about it except switching off admin rights. Er. Anyway, I’m here now. I’ve been ill — over Christmas there were five days I wasn’t well enough to get dressed at all, and there are many more days when I can’t dress until after noon — but education still happens, because that’s what being alive is about.


A while back I gave my (probably dyslexic for writing as well as reading, definitely with coordination issues) eldest a few lessons in correct letter formation and then ignored her for months. She’s ten. Ignoring was a good idea, it turns out; her handwriting improved so much her Nana didn’t recognise that the Christmas cards were from her. It’s a reasonable size and perfectly legible, now, and she doesn’t hate writing or feel she’s a failure at it. Laissez faire FTW. My handwriting goal here is simple: I want her to become an adult who can read her own handwriting.

The 8yo is reading more and more, and listening to ever more complex audiobooks, though we’re not letting her have Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire because the ending is too upsetting for us to cope with helping her through it. Independent reading and independent ingestion of texts aren’t the same skillset, it turns out. Who knew? Her handwriting is variable but I’m not bothered by it; she writes what she wants when she wants to.

Both older children have phones for text-messaging, which is supposedly helping them learn to spell. It feels a bit odd to give a phone to an 8yo but she hasn’t taken it outside the house so far.

The 4yo has moved on to asking for a chapter book occasionally, though she’s not thrilled by the lack of coloured pictures, and she’s writing on and off, when she wants. She doesn’t enjoy Reading Eggs lessons, possibly because we don’t have any good computer/mouse setups. I’ll try something else later.

And now the children want me to do interacting, toodle-pip.

We’ve been doing maths workbooks with stickers, and they are very popular. It’s interesting how mathematical interest and ability aren’t the same as workbook-filling-in abilities. Also we are again working on confidence in reading, and elegance in handwriting, and those are both quite hard. Why do my children become competent readers who swear they cannot read and are not readers and will never be able to read? And why is legibility not quite enough for handwriting?

Painting and cooking are far easier. We’ve even graduated to the advanced course: cleaning up the mess we made afterwards.

Summer’s over. And school is starting. Soon the playground and galleries and museums will be quiet and we can go play in them.

Today has been a little odd. We’re looking at school applications (we always consider applying because one day it might be the best thing to do) and using computers. Mathletics, Reading Eggs, DuoLingo and they’re lobbying for MathSeeds as well.

I’ve been using DuoLingo myself. I’m starting as a beginner in French and German and keeping slightly ahead of the children.

The eight year old is still adamant that she can’t read. It’s just that sometimes she knows what a written word is. And another one. And maybe sometimes all the words in a book. And she says them aloud. But she definitely can’t really READ. Nope.


We’re heading into autumn now. Everyone has had their birthdays and we’ve been to the Discworld Convention and read almost all of the Borrowers books and signed up for the new subscription for Aquila and here we go…

Conkers and leaves and calculating daylight hours for the solar panels and watching the stars and the ISS and harvesting the apples and figuring out insulation and heat transfer and… !


My eldest is away at a summer camp. My middlest is away at her second home, a friend’s house down the road. My youngest is feeding me fuzzy felt.

Education continues as it always has — they haven’t stopped learning yet. The policy of sex education starting as soon as they can understand how to name a body part has paid dividends — all sorts of questions have arised in the normal course of reading normal books or listening to the radio, and they are easy to answer briefly, fully and without embarrassment on the part of parent or child.

I’ve been mainly doing housework for… months now… but I’m taking occasional breaks for gardening (housework with scratches and itches) and painting (not housework on any axis).

I think I need to get my old Focus on the Past Junior Cert textbooks for my eldest soon.

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