Little wonders of learning

A few observations about learning without guidance:

Nate figured out a food processor attachment in 30 seconds after I had made several failed attempts, had referenced the instruction book, and had given up. It's a blade for shredding that locks onto a shaft. The attaching end is oddly shaped, designed to fit in and click onto the blade. As I murmured about "getting the instructions," I heard a "click." He was so pleased, his eyes seemed to emit their own sparkle. "I love puzzles, Mom," he said. I thanked him profusely and then made a lovely coleslaw. Later he took me into the basement to ask about the cable cords and where they go. "I hope it's okay to ask questions, Mom." 

"Always," I replied.

Madelyn was given a blank book, with a stark white cover and empty pages. She has begun writing a story, but first she decorated the cover. It's The Case of the Missing Kitty (or something like that; she is sleeping with it, or I would get it and check that title). She inscribed the inside cover with details about the illustrator, the medium used, and with a dedication to herself. She made the first page a title page. I have not steered her toward these additions. There has been no "assigning" of anything. She has observed them herself.

Last night, I read them the first few pages of a math storybook, Why Pi : How Math Applies to Everyday Life. The librarians put new books on top of shelves, and that is how I choose most of our weekly library take. This math book is such a find, and it's fascinating, combining history with math. I can't wait to read more tonight. Me, wanting to read a math book. Miraculous.

Homeschooling has been good for all of us.