Our kids are long gone, married with kids of their own. Our youngest was home schooled several years by us and another set of parents who we joined with to “team teach”. Just follow a good curriculum and not only is it easier than imagined but enjoyable.
Warning: the kids probably won’t appreciate it nor realize the value of it.
But what makes it enjoyable? Teaching REAL knowledge instead of social pap.
When our kids went back into HS level (this in rural Texas), the other family’s boy graduated Valedictorian of the class, it was a hoot. One of the most vocal opponents of our efforts was a teacher who had to eat her words (although she didn’t publically) when the boy took all the honors.
I home schooled my son from 5th through 12th grade.
He was a member of the home school honor society, president of his chapter, attended Boy’s State where he was elected governor, dual enrolled at the state university in 11-12 grades studying Russian language, culture and literature.
He tutored reading in the local public elementary school, won the Bishop’s Award for outstanding youth for service in our diocese, and attended the state university’s teen leadership program then served on the advisory board for that program.
That is just the things he did that immediately come to mind there was more, much more.
He has now graduated college, after being accepted everywhere he applied with scholarship offers.
I wish I’d been either homeschooled or gone to a Christian school AND, further, done the same for our son. Husband’s family was BIG in education, just about made a religion out of it and would have had a fit if we’d done anything unorthodox with our son in the area of education. My husband had finished his college education in the Air Force, but my FIL was still harping on me to make him go back to school and get his teacher’s certificate so he could “stay in the old hometown and TEACH” in the public schools there. - By the time I got in high school in the old “hometown”, I was SO exhausted with all the “mean girls & boys” games they played there that once I graduated, that was IT for me on school. (If you weren’t born and REARED (with the emphasis on REARED!) in that little “hometown”, you weren’t ever going to “fit in”, and they’d fix you and freeze you out if you got out of your “place”.)