About DeeDee

Ten years ago, if you had told me I would be homeschooling 3 small children ten years from now, I would have informed you that you needed to give up whatever it is that you were smoking.

My husband first broached the subject of homeschooling with me when my first daughter was about two, and the second daughter was a newborn. In other words, I was sleep deprived and my nipples were bleeding. “ARE YOU INSANE? I CAN’T WAIT TO SHIP THEM OFF TO BOARDING SCHOOL,” I promptly admonished him.

The hormonal surges may have made me a tad harsh.

I’ve mellowed.

I attended my first homeschool convention two years later. At first it was just a ploy to get a much needed “vacation”. But to kill time, I attended all the seminars I physically could get to, quizzed all of the vendors in the Exhibit Hall, and shadowed any homeschool mom who looked like she knew what she was doing. Until she alerted security, and I had to move on to a different homeschooling mom. By the end of the weekend, I left feeling empowered and confident about homeschooling. But not really all that rested.

Now, I’m a middle aged homeschooling mom to three children. Yes, we added a toddler to the mix just to keep things interesting. We’re in our 3rd year of homeschooling. So far, none of us are in therapy. So it’s all good.

My mantra is that I only have to stay one day smarter than my children. Most days I can accomplish that. And each day is a wonderful journey. I am able to watch my children learn and flourish. The student to teacher ratio is very manageable, and the parent-teacher conferences are very informative and insightful. As if I needed one more excuse to talk to myself.

I’ve been married for 10 years to my prince charming. We reside in Armpit, Florida, where the bugs are as big as your head. My blog is called It Coulda’ Been Worse. Stop by and say “hi.”

Unless you’re looking for deep and stimulating conversation, then you might want to avoid it.