You know, the kind full of battle scenes. The good guys face hopeless odds. The women and children are crying. Only a wizard and group of mystical Ents can rescue the halflings from despair.
“What can men do against such reckless evil?”
“Ride out and meet them.”
Let’s just say I did not ride out bravely to meet this homeschool day, prepared to face whatever came my way. “Whatever” came my way in the form of an unmotivated attitude (mine), and four sleep-deprived children.
So, before it got out of hand, I ended what may have become an epic battle scene over grammar, a dirty house, and too little kindness amongst my halflings.
One of my favorite features of homeschooling is the ability to simply surrender when the odds are stacked against us. We will live to fight another day, and maybe the kids will remember what fun it was to skip school and watch Frodo and Aragorn instead.
“It’s only a passing thing, this Shadow.”
“Those were the stories that stayed with you.”
“Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turnin’ back, only they didn’t.”