It's All About Me......Except All the Time When It Isn't
As I looked over my various blog posts of the past, I realized that for a website/blog titled Jon of All Trades, I don't often speak of my main "trade", that is being the primary "educator" to our 13-year old daughter. Part of this might be because when I first conceived of blogging, back with "Where in the World is Jon" I had made the decision to write about me and where I was geographically, physically and mentally but that I would leave Cindy and Skye out of it. I would respect their privacy. For better or for worse, I regularly expose myself on my blogs and facebook in ways that many others wouldn't. However as time goes on I realize daily how much of my life is informed, guided and influenced by my two girls.
Our Free Range Child
We decided to home-school twice. Once, before Skye started school, and then again after she had been in school for a few years. Again for better of for worse my Jon-of-All Trades style has guided Skye's education. That will be a topic for another post or so.
This is a story of one afternoon, yesterday to be specific.
I had decided the day before which had found us running all over the place both figuratively and literally that we were going to stay home and put our nose to the grindstone. We took a "recovery" yoga class which had me finding all sorts of aches and pains from the week's adventures. I most definitely needed for the day to be a rest day. Until Tony showed up to the no-gi jiujitsu class that followed yoga. The chance to roll with two black belts was too tempting to resist.
Skye and I went back to our condo which is in the same complex as X-3 Sports, the gym that has become our home away from home and will be one of the things I miss most about Atlanta. I quickly changed clothes and gave Skye her "school" work, which included such academics as science and math, some writing and reading, and a little history, but also I asked her to cook up one of the salmon filets we had got from the farmer's market the other day.
When I got home a couple of hours later Skye was busy in the kitchen. The house smelled amazing. She hadn't done much of her other school work but she had put a lot into her passion, her cooking. She had gone to the store,(Savi, a wonderful neighborhood market some hundred yards from our abode, another thing I'll miss). She had done a little research on the internet, looking up Chef Gordon Ramsey for tips and inspiration. And then she came up with her own sauce that she cooked the salmon in but also doubled as an amazing salad dressing.
She did this all with ease and poise, with a sense of self that was full of purpose and creativity. It was one of those occasions that made me feel like I was doing something right, in regards to her "education" .
As she was cleaning up the kitchen after her salmon masterpiece, I told her that I would finish up and to hit the books. I started doing the dishes and cleaning up the counter, but when I got to the pan she had cooked the salmon in I couldn't bring myself to just wash away all the flavor that was sitting in the oil and juices that remained.
So I decided to saute some of the mushrooms that we got the day before at the farmers market. Before I knew it I was adding beets, carrots, cabbage.
Cindy came home to a wonderful dinner and a very happy family. We ended up all walking back to Savi to treat ourselves to a couple of their home made cookies.
It was a very good day.