There are many things in this cruising life that routinely humble a person—a star-shot sky, a clogged head, a perfect sunrise, running aground. Really, the list is endless in its breadth and variety. For me, though, nothing is so steadily intimidating as homeschooling. Johnny, my husband, calls it the toughest job you’ll ever love. All parties have gotten better at it all along, both the kids/students and the parents/teachers, but still, it remains the area of our daily lives on board that’s fraught with the greatest potential for disaster. I suppose one could argue that making a colossal navigational mistake and wrecking one’s boat ranks right up there, too. But then again, it’s just a boat. These are our kids we’re talking about; their futures lie in our imperfect tutoring hands. So you see why a person might feel a little pressure.