Back when we only had one child, we went on a family vacation to Lake George. We stayed in a rustic cabin in a lakeside resort that had everything we needed: canoes, paddle boats, a beach, and a swimming pool for those of us who had an aversion to sand-filled diapers.
We became friendly with a couple who had six, yup, six, kids ranging from 12 to 3 years old. They were such a happy family! We didn’t hear a raised voice or witness a single tantrum thrown by any of them -- not even the parents! I instantly liked this family but became totally enamored with them when they confessed that they home-schooled their children. All six of them! I was in complete awe of this Herculean task.
One day, they piled into their oversized van for a trip to town to play miniature golf.
“Geometry class!” the mother laughed.