The other day, I overheard my oldest tell his brother, “You’re my best friend.” And I realized that by homeschooling my boys, by not sending them off to school to mingle with other kids day in and day out, that I have forced them into being best friends.
It’s that whole lack of socialization thing, you know?
My sister is my best friend in the whole world, but I don’t think I would have said that 24 years ago, when I was eight and she was six. I had other friends– best friends– and she was just an annoyance.
But now, all these years later, she is most definitely my best friend. Thanks to the wonder that is facebook, I’m still in touch with my dear friends from throughout the years, but there is one person I speak with multiple times every day (usually by email, but still), one person I know will calm me when I’m freaking out, cry with me when I’m sad, laugh at my stupid jokes, cheer me on when I need a little motivation, share a recipe when I don’t know what to make for dinner, and always ooh and ahh over my darling, adorable children. That person is my sister.
And so when I hear Bubs tell Stinky that they’re best friends, it makes my heart happy. It’s like they’ve figured out something that took me a couple decades of life to figure out. No matter where life takes you, no matter how many friends you have, there is just no substitute for a brother or sister.
I know homeschooling isn’t for everyone. But let me tell you, that whole “socialization” argument isn’t going to convince me of much.
I don’t think I’m robbing them of anything at all.