Tea Time
I got the idea from a blog post to let my boys choose their poetry this weekfor tea time. I had always been choosing what was read. I thought surely they wouldn’t be bothered looking for a poem and I would have to poke and prod. Boy was I wrong.
This was our first tea time after taking the summer off (makes it sound schoolish doesn’t it)and I told my boys to come up with a poem of their choosing. They searched and found one the day previous, read it, and they were done. The next day as we were making a pie for our tea time, they were double checking their poems and reading them for preparation. They were doing THAT on their own. What a blessing to see!
My son’s girlfriend, who is in the local college, is planning on joining us each week (my son’s a party pooper) She has some experience interpreting poetry, so my boys got to see someone other than an adult explain what a poem meant. I don’t push interp, as I’m afraid of taking the joy out of just listening. After we were done, it took about 10 mins., my boys told their older brother, “See that wasn’t so bad and we got pie and you didn’t!” Why is it so hard to let go and let our children make decisions. 
Now that I’m trying to let go of control, I look forward to seeing where it takes us. Who knows maybe tea times will get longer, or not, better yet, maybe my 19ds will jump in!
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