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Thanks to a rainy day, we had the perfect weather for Poetry Teatime. Thanks to a simple scone recipe, we had the makings of our favorite treat. Thanks to my Mom, we had the delight of fresh red raspberries. Thanks to a carton of heavy whipping cream, we had scoops of heaven on our plates. Thanks to The Random House Book of Poetry , we had a marvelous selection of things to read. Thanks to homeschooling, we had this ritual at lunch time on an ordinary Wednesday. Now, there are days when I am quite certain that homeschooling is not for me. I crave quiet and order, and my mornings are anything but. Rather, I jump from one child to the next, from one subject to another: answering questions here, giving a spelling test there, and often with a cantankerous toddler on my lap all the while who is trying to write on the teacher's key with a pilfered red pencil. If you envision homeschooling as a calm, peaceful endeavor, with children bent sweetly and studiously over there w...