Time4Learning.com Thoroughly Vexed

     I am often a free spirited, crunchy mama. I homeschool to improve the minions lives. We have been using Time4Learning since 2010. Usually, we use T4L as a supplement for Easy Peasy All In One Homeschool (Highschool). This year we decided to shift solely to the upbeat online t4l program. In December we received two weeks of service for $14.95. We assumed they took a Christmas vacation. Surely, our family would be credited those other 15 days. Such was not to be the case. We let that incident go as a glitch (big mistake). My children, especially my autistic 17yr old, has not been able to fully enjoy the program. He cannot log in on a daily basis. He either shuts down or rages against his bedroom furniture. I have to spend hours explaining these down times are not his fault. I DO NOT HAVE THE TIME & ENERGY to call T4L every BLEEPING day.

     This month, April, takes the cake on how greedy these "people" behave. My family is on one income [typical of homeschoolers]. They billed us TWICE for April, claiming our service outage from March 13th to April 5th is billable. They care nothing for your children.  Time4Learning is NOT an education program, but a cash cow. I called VERY upset with our experience. The customer service team acted like a 10 day service extension, was The United States Powerball Jackpot. Do NOT give these "people" your credit card information. I don't really have time to start from scratch for my dyslexic daughter and aspie son. We are at the end of our homeschooling year. My DD suffers from anxiety. I fear cutting off the program will shove her into a dreadful bout. On the other hand, if I don't stop the program, they will keep running my credit card through the roof. My son likes everything to be a video. He doesn't excel without strong entertainment. I feel trapped.

The business portion of T4L is giving me double aneurysms.

                           Homeschooling Community: What would you do?


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The unthinkable has happened:

 My child is now an adult. She will soon leave us, never to return as a child. Our job as the guiding force in her life has ended. I don't know if her dreams as a graphic/animation artist will come to fruition. I do, however, believe she must feel certain of her worthiness. The world needs more whom deny social convention, safe jobs, and counting beans. We are filling our bank accounts, but not our souls.  I am struggling with VW's upcoming departure. I want to love her back into a tiny, pink sheepskin & satin blanket....smell her soft, baby powder fresh skin...trace her silky blonde hairline with my nose.....hug chunky rolls of flesh that jiggle with each giggle...watch her sleepy blue eyes fade off into a beautiful dream. How did this helpless cooing babe, seemingly in a few short years, become an amazing woman? All that I am lives inside her. Every hard day has made this day possible. I am forever grateful to Chris (VW's father) and the universe for trusting me to be her mother. I know she will do great things, even if they are small, and no one ever knows about them. I raised her to care about all of you. I hope that was enough........ 

Winning and Grinning - A Poem By Yagwit

I am always mean
And hardly ever clean
I smell sour
I don’t watch the hours
I dress wee ones in a line
I am never ever on time
I am under duress
and most definitely underdressed
No one waits on me
Pause, break, someone has to pee
Now they are playing
Back to what I was saying
I am tired
I want to be fired
For a week, maybe two
Then I wouldn’t be changing poo
I wouldn’t be washing the toilet
Leftover food- I wouldn’t have to foil it
None of them have acquired the skill of listening
Right now I’m thinking of an ocean glistening
From a big mess they get a thrill
Nothing is more fun than a giant spill
That concludes breakfast
With one always finishing the meal last
The war begins with the baby’s bath
While the big ones start math
The baby went in the tub
so diligently I scrub
Chasing them down requires many a lap
It is time for an afternoon nap
The older ones are doing lessons
With the short one having many questions
I pass around a snack
Hey your brother doesn’t deserve a smack!
They struggle through language arts
Each reading different parts
Finally we get to wrap it up
Starving ready for some sup
I fry some meat and potatoes
Yeah, I know some of you hate those
As I load a machine full of dishes
A big part of me wishes
I was on a cruise
Instead of inspecting a new bruise
When I said get down from there
You found out I wasn’t full of hot air
I meant what I said
but you tumbled & bumped your head
Now you are whining at my feet
Making it difficult to sweep
You start to scream
When dad says it time to dream
As I tend to the dryer beeping
You are still not sleeping
I take you back to bed
It is the nighttime I dread
You are thirsty and hungry
I shouldn’t but I agree
To a glass of water and a treat
All five of you have me beat
I am totally exhausted
In this situation I am the hostage
I don’t like to wear this frown
But if you would just let me lie down
So I can get up early the next morn
and get the coffee pourin’
I need my java strong
To last all day long
Because as you say
When I wont let you have your way
I am always mean……………………….




Don’t worry folks
This is all fun and jokes
I know no other
could be my children’s mother



VIA Kristi Wilson Feb. 2011 .....Copy my stuff n I'll shank ya!

New Editions, News, Hacks, Random Life

      I have seven children now. My new baby is a shining star. She is beyond anything I could have imagined. I thought we wouldn't be happy, but I was totally wrong. My six month old get so excited, she buries her head in a blanket and giggles. Love is truly infinite. I'm still not perfect. I grumble at my husband of 17 years when I'm up at 4am (like now) to make a fresh bottle.  When I fully wake, it's all kisses and "who is a princess". Until then do not approach me.  I'm a baby expert at this point. I can prep bottles, change two diapers, and make breakfast in 30 minutes. [To be honest I cheat meals. Half of the family's meals are cooked on Sunday. I don't prep lunch. Honestly, we don't eat three times a day. We tried the traditional meal plan, but everyone was bursting!] Lunch now means yummy fruits/veg/sammies/low sugar yogurt.
       I recently found out I'm a "crunchy" mother. I refuse to use formula, even though I can't breastfeed (not a cop out, disfigured mammies, it's a thing). Also, medicines are prescribed much too often. I like natural remedies. I even shaved my children bald for a bout of lice, from a sleep over with school children. I read the bottle, no thank you on pesticides seeping into their skin.  I read food labels. I'm not insane about food ingredients,  but if I can't say it, we do not eat it.  Well, I wanted to give my favorite mommy hacks, but the baby needs me...quickly: Vicks vaporizor works as a bottle warmer and put dryer sheets in your vacuum exhaust to freshen up the house..... TBC