

So basically, whether you were homeschooled or publicly schooled or whisked away to that magical realm of the fabled boarding school, you missed out on some pretty cool things but simultaneously had an interesting and potentially valuable formative experience. Or when you opt for gas mileage, you’re sacrificing the ability to take your family anywhere-heaven forefend the moment both of your children require a trip to the emergency room. It’s kind of like how when you buy a car that will have enough seats for four children (maybe your two and a couple of their friends), you’re giving up a) decent gas mileage and b) the ability to ever approach looking cool again ever. Like any choice in any circumstance, it has its benefits and deficits. I don’t have anything particular against homeschooling. Weird, right? My mom was even concerned enough about the social wackiness of homeschool girls that she declined to introduce me to the girl who would become my fourth girlfriend (and eventually wife).*

None of them knew each other and they didn’t even share social circles. I wasn’t homeschooled myself (heavens no!) but my second, third, and fourth girlfriends were all (curiously enough!) homeschooled. I have a bit of a history with homeschooling.
