Unschooling Moments

I know that our life has been radically transformed because we chose to unschool. It's changed our days. It's changed our nights. It's changed our schedule and our priorities. It's changed how I see my kids. It's changed how I see their lives and their thoughts and their plans. It's changed how I see learning and how they learn. 

I love to watch magical moments of learning unfold. Moments like Aravis learning to read, in her own time, in her own way, for her own reasons. 

Moments like Xury, bound and determined to learn to swim by herself, sputtering "Again! Again!" every time she'd reach my arms and her sweet little head would bob breathless, out of the water. 

Moments like discovering the effects of sidewalk chalk on the wet concrete after a rainstorm. 

Moments like waking up in the middle of the night to Dominick, his measuring tape stretched out across his floor, his words coming way too fast for my barely awake head, asking how to find square roots so he can calculate roof angles for the tiny house he wants to build some day.   

Moments like scrolling through Instagram and coming across the amazing photos that Tanner's been creating a room away, with just her phone and a few editing apps. 

Moments like the time she picked up a pencil out of the blue and started sketching. 

Moments like listening to my kids talk about their hopes and dreams and future plans. These moments are beautiful. They are real. They are worth more than a million hours of spoon fed knowledge. They are glimpses into the very essence of who they are and the passions that drive them and I am forever grateful that I have the privelege of sharing in them.