The way of a Homeschooled child

This morning,Jason (11),metaphorical cap in hand, stood before me:  'Mom, I have something I would like to do -- all by myself. I know what to do. I have the recipe. It is really simple. We have all the ingredients. I will clean up after myself and it can count as Math AND Science.'

I waited for the other shoe. He waited. I waited. I finally broke. 'What?'

'Chocolate Chip Cookies.'

His little brother(8) jumped up and down. 'Can I help?'

'Of course!' he answered. '

And we should EAT some of the raw cookie dough, just to make sure that it is okay...' the younger added. Right now they are collecting ingredients.

The younger just commented, sotto voce, 'Vanilla smells great but it tastes awful by itself.'
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Two cookies per boy later, I enter the kitchen to discover that of the five trays of twelve cookies each, only a handful are left. This is NOT because the boys have eaten them, however. Instead, as the slamming front door and loud discussion [ "NO! You will walk BESIDE me as we go to their front door!"] attest, it is because they are delivering cookies around the neighborhood.  It has become a favorite past time, to make something and share it throughout the neighborhood. Never are the boys happier than when they have something of their own to share.

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Jason is totting up what lessons have been completed... and what still need to be done. Laugh. I should put him to work creating Unit studies. He is very creative in designing them.