Day 4: The Parents

So day 4 is supposed to be about your parents. I'm not entirely sure how that is supposed to go. haha.

My parents are pretty awesome, though. Sometimes they get on my nerves, but whose parents don't ever do that? My parents homeschooled my brothers and me, all through school. I can only imagine the amount of stress that put on them. Plus it's not like it was super cheap! They had to buy so many books, come up with a schedule for us each day, make sure we did all the right things so we would be accepted as graduates, even had to pay for special classes for us.

Homeschoolers (many of them, anyway) participate in co-op classes. Ours was called PET (Parents Educating Teens). We met on Mondays. Many homeschool parents had taught school at some point before, and they signed up to teach different classes: math, science, english, even some fun things like art and drama. We started going to co-op classes in... junior high, I believe. We would go to class on Monday, go over the work for the week, and then have homework to do for the rest of the week. My parents had to pay each of those teachers, buy any books necessary for the class, make sure we had supplies, and even drive us all to class every Monday until we were old enough to do so ourselves. They let us get involved in drama class, even with the extra amount of driving and time it required, let us take other classes elsewhere different days, and still made time to let us hang out with our friends.

My parents did a ton of things for us. Things they didn't have to, things other parents don't necessarily do. Plus, since we were homeschooling, we went on lots of trips. Dad used to go on quite a few trips every year for his work, and quite often we would all go with him. We would leave a few days early so we could drive wherever it was, and make some fun stops along the way. Because of that, I have been to (I think) 30+ of the 50 states.

They taught me so much. They loved me and my brothers, and our friends. They would do just about anything for anyone. They continue to allow random friends of ours to live in their house, like some sort of halfway house for the crazy kids. I can only hope to be half as caring as they are.

Sis-in-law, Mom & bro-in-law being adorable with their Christmas gifts.

Dad being silly with his Christmas present in a Victoria's Secret bag. 

They are silly. But I quite love my parents. They are some of the best. Even when they make me mad. I wouldn't trade them.