Sometimes I eat with my fork, mummy. I will do my wees on the toilet when I’m bigger. Look, I can wipe my hands on my own trousers. I love you very many, mummy. These are the things she tells me. I tell her, I love you very many too.
My daughter and I decorated a photo frame together. She told me when it was my turn to colour and what pens to use. Then she stuck on sparkly gems. When I asked her if she’d like to choose a photo for her frame, she asked for one of her and daddy. So together we […]
Recently my daughter has stopped calling me mummy, preferring instead to shorten it to mum. My sentimental pangs aside, to me this is another way in which she is asserting her independence and her ownership of the world. She’s assigning the names she feels fit, and thus making things her own, rather than parroting names […]
My daughter has recently turned three. And already I’m facing “that” question about my plans not to send her into mainstream schooling. “Aren’t you worried about her socialising?” “How will she socialise if she’s not in school?” “Don’t you think you’ll make her miss out on loads of time socialising with friends?” No, I’m not […]
I am a single mum to a three year old daughter. Before my daughter was born, I knew she wouldn’t be attending “school” in the traditional sense. But it wasn’t until I read an article about unschooling that I understood that that was the path we were going to follow. Having been schooled traditionally myself, […]
Unconditional Unschooling 