We "do school" in a lot of different places: the living room, the mountains, the back yard, at my parents' house, at the dining room table, at enrichment classes, etc. We're all about life learning.
But we really do actually have a dedicated school room. We are blessed to have a whole apartment attached to our house. For the first eight years that we lived here, my parents snowbirded (yes, I said that, and I'm sticking to it) in the apartment. Now that they bought a house and live down the street full time, we've converted it into the school room/guest house/hang-out. We do the vast majority of our book-learning here:
We have tons of bookshelves and room for a couple of more, a table, couch, plenty of drawers, and even a little gas fireplace. Plus, we can stick anything up on the wall without feeling decorating angst. It's a sweet set-up.
Speaking of decorating angst, Laurel also uses this spot in the apartment kitchen for her own private work area. She tries not to lick the Willy-Wonka wallpaper too much. (Yes, that is one of my upcoming painting projects. Someday.) During the winter, we actually close off this room and only use the living room, which stays nice and toasty.
The computer is at the house, so we do tromp over here whenever we need to internet. I love having the apartment to actually go to for school. The kids actually have to walk out one door and in another, and somehow that seems to make the transition from lounging around to school work more defined. Plus, I can escape to the house when I need to. Yep.
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