Two Canadian sisters, nine spectacular kids, no school.
This week my seven year old learned numbers. At least, numbers into the hundreds. She can identify any number up to 999 and say it correctly. I don't know how or when my three older kids learned to do this, but I do know how my seven year old did it: through a stupid video... Continue Reading →
Another quick post, because I took a picture this morning, and then took a few more. So for you today I have: a photo journal of unschooling on January 11th: This morning, L asked to do yoga, which means following along Cosmic Kids on YouTube. G and F and even the baby joined in. They... Continue Reading →
Here's a thing about unschoolers: we are an incredibly amorphous group. You can't even fairly call us a group--we have no leader, no rule book; we're all over the map. All we have are ideas. Sure, those ideas started with one man, who put them into some great books, but there's still about a million ways to... Continue Reading →
I don't know. Honestly, I'm just going to start with that. Maybe let out a hearty bewildered sigh. Shake my head. Shrug my shoulders. Seriously. Idk. I've seen all the philosophies. I've read all the articles; the blog posts; the studies (ok no I haven't. I've read articles about studies though. So); I've discussed with other parents,... Continue Reading →
The Unschool Sisters 