After burning 45 minutes at the library this afternoon, we were back for more. The two little ones and I went back for another hour this evening to wait for the nine year old who was at a 4H meeting. It's kindof bad when you walk in and the first thing the librarian says is, "I thought you were here already today." She was just giving me a hard time though. The librarians are all so nice. I love visiting with them. Someday I may join their ranks ... after the boys are grown.
My philosophy on extracurricular activities has changed over the years. I used to think more time at home was better. I don't necessarily think more running around is better, but I do think it is good to allow the kids to explore the things they are passionate about. I've been doing a lot of meditating lately on the idea of pursuing passions. So much of what I've read or heard about to help our five year old with autism, as well as learning from homeschoolers who have had amazing levels of success centers around pursuing wholeheartedly and in great depth the things the child is passionate about. Like I said, I've been meditating on that lately. Stewing, really. Like a simmering crock pot. I haven't come to the end of that yet, so it's hard to put it into words, but there you have it. That's what's been on my mind lately. We'll see where it takes us.