When we decided to homeschool, I was certain that I wanted to be involved in a homeschool community. The boys would need interaction with other boys. I needed it . The boys would need field trips. I needed it . The boys would need co-op classes. I needed it . Did I mention that I needed it? But never before had I been judged by the number of children that I did NOT have or the size of my uterus (obviously not flourishing, in my case). I distinctly remember sitting week after week in a room that was visibly growing smaller and smaller by expanding pregnant bellies and terminology that I was simply ignorant of until I was simply crowded out. So I really was uncertain of whether to attend the first meeting of our county homeschool chapter. Maybe "belonging" to a homeschool group was just not for me. I arrived with my usual punctuality and saw only ONE conversion van. And much to my relief, other moms like myself, who wanted to discuss curriculum, how to make homeschooling...