Home, Sweet, Home
"There is no school equal to a decent home and no teacher equal to a virtuous parent" Encouraging home school quotes
Home is the place for family
Home is the place children learn best
Reading makes will make you not want to rest
Sometimes we're put to the test
You will find things that take most of your interest
Laughter and love nothing less
To all the mothers who stay home with their children God bless
Because I think home school is the best
It's something that brings the family closer
You have better bonds with your children as they get older
It is convenient, you don't have to wast gas going to and fro
It's when you want to teach and every moment in life is indeed a teaching moment
Our children are our future our legacy is what we teach them
Who better to teach them this if not us
Where will they feel most comfortable if not here at home the place that is meant to be the safest place for them
Home a place to love laugh and learn
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