Sunday, December 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
I'm looking forward to summer break, but looking at our schedule, I don't see much "break" happening.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Thursday, January 06, 2011
I can't fix stomach aches, so I don't know how to be kind about stomach aches. Half the time, I think it's an excuse to get out of school, homework, or a reason they hit their brother or sister.
Lately, the questions haven't come, and I have offered no suggestions to making it better, all I say is- "Too bad!" or "You'll be fine!" I feel terrible about disregarding their feelings, even it is just a daily stomach ache.
It's just a daily stomach now. Will it be something bigger later, and I miss it because I've been so annoyed with the present "non-existent" issue? I fear they are losing confidence in me as their mother because of my unwillingness to reach out and help them at this young age. When they need me for something bigger later in life, I fear they will assume I won't be "empathetic" or helpful because of the historical pattern, and it could cause them greater harm. And I will miss out on knowing them and being involved with their lives in the way that I've always hoped.
It's one of my goals for 2011 to be a more empathic, more loving, and louder cheerleader for my children- if I don't, who will?
Monday, January 03, 2011
Many people have asked me where our annual Christmas letter was this year. Honestly, I didn't think people actually read it; at times it seemed to be more of a way for me to reflect on the year in an "extroverted way". I did have this letter typed, but I didn't include it this year with our cards. Here it is below, for those of you that have asked-
JACOB- our first-born is 7 and in 1st grade. We are so proud of him for being a leader at school and friend to all. He loves math (obviously from his dad), and P.E. He is learning more words to spell, read and write, which makes ‘code parent spelling’ more difficult since he can understand out conversations. Over the summer, Jacob played in his first baseball league, coached by Brenton. He’s a great hitter, but not a fan of playing the field (not enough action), so we are grooming him to be a catcher. J His swimming skills also boomed- swimming in the deep end of pools (with supervision) with no life jacket is new- I was amazed when he showed me he could do it, but not that surprised since he would swim everyday all day if he had the chance. Jacob also continued to ride his bike, climb trees in the yard, and perfect his Jedi skills. He’s growing up so fast!
Merry Christmas and Happy 2011!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Not a Christian was praying
*Nor taking a stand.*
See, the PC Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men
It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod,
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa,
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe's the word Christmas -
At K-Mart and Staples and Penney's and Sears,
You won't hear the word Christmas;
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden,
On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace
The true Gift of Christmas
The Reason for the Season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate 'Winter Break'
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say.
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,
not Happy Holiday !
Thursday, December 02, 2010
Favorite food: Mac & Cheese
Favorite sport: Swimming lessons
Favorite thing at school: Play at free choice
Favorite movie: Barbie and the Diamond Castle
Favorite thing to do with Mom: Go to the Burnsville Mall
Favorite thing to do with Dad: Wrestle
Favorite memory from being 5: Going to Grammy's in Michigan and swimming everyday
Favorite dessert: chocolate & strawberry ice cream
What are you most looking forward to as a 6 year old? Going on bike rides alone (never will happen)
What do you want to be when you grow up? A teacher
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized I have ADHD (without the H). Back when I was a kid, they didn't talk or test kids for it, so I just went through all my schooling years, frustrated at myself for not doing better in school, and I am sure frustrating my parents. This diagnoses has been the most significant discovery for me, and has completely changed me inside and out. But, this post isn't about this, it's about my kids.
Over the past couple of weeks we've had Izzy's and Jacob's school conferences. Going into the conferences, I knew in my heart they are good kids. At school they are respectful, good listeners, and good friends to their classmates. So I wasn't worried about that. The part I did worry about, as a parent who struggled academically through school, was their academic performance. Were there signs yet that they too would struggle as I did? It's the thing I've worried about since before they were born. Brenton and I used to joke while pregnant with Jacob- We hoped the kids looked like me, and had Brenton's brain. We joked about it, but secretly, I really did hope they had their dad's brain. Brenton was a high achieving student, learning was and is still, easy for him. I remember in college when we were dating, I would study for hours for a test we had, and he would look over his notes before the test and he would do far better than I would and for sure be the first one finished- it's so not fair!
But at each of the kids' conferences, I found myself holding my breath, and holding back tears when the teachers would praise their academic abilities. As their mom, inside of me I know they are bright, I've been working with them since they are 3, but now that they are in the "real world" of school, I wasn't fully confident that they didn't inherit my academic struggles.
For now, I can breath easy, Jacob is 1 of only 4 kids in a challenge math group and Isabelle is excelling in reading and math for her grade. All I can say is, thank you Jesus! I know they are still young, and school will get harder, but the weight that was lifted off my shoulders at conferences to hear they excel academically in areas that I did not was HUGE!!
Part of me wishes I could do school over, even college, knowing now that I have ADHD, and how it plays a significant role in how I learn. I think school would be so much easier. But I realize its more important now that notice the signs and signals in my students I teach and my own kids, so if a day does come that they need further evaluation, I can speak from knowledge and personal experience.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
I believe strongly in children keeping their child-like imagination as long as possible, so when he asked, I was sad to think he didn't think it could be possible that a little fairy came to get his tooth. I had to think fast of something to say- the conversation went a little like this:
"Well Jake, what do you think?"
"I think that you take my tooth and keep it, and you give me the money."
"Ok- but what if I AM the Tooth Fairy?"
(Jake's eyes light up) "But you don't have a tutu like a tooth fairy."
"How do you know? Maybe I have a magical tutu."
(Jake smiles) "But you don't have fairy wings like the Tooth Fairy."
"How do you know I don't have magicial wings?"
(Big smile) "Really mom?"
"I guess you have to believe to know if I am or not- because I was told by the boss of all the tooth fairies, that if you don't believe anymore, then they don't bring any money anymore."
"Mom, that would be cool if you were the Tooth Fairy."
I didn't lie; I really am the tooth fairy in our house! The bummer of this story is- I forgot that night to take his tooth and leave the money, so he was so disappointed when he woke up. So, later that day, I had a dollar in my hand and told Jake to come into the kitchen. I slipped the dollar into his hand, gave him a wink, and put my finger over my mouth to remind him of the secret of being the tooth fairy. He smiled and gave me a huge hug- he hasn't questioned it again.
I love these memories!
Friday, November 05, 2010
~ Sally Field as Nora Walker on Brothers & Sisters
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Friday, October 08, 2010
1. Some first graders stopped me in the hallway one day at school and said, "Are you nice?" I said, "Do you think I am nice?" They both smiled and said, "Yes!, but Isabelle tells us you are mean, because you always get her in trouble." - Thanks Izzy, but really you get yourself in trouble.
2. Izzy one morning before school (with a neck and eye roll)- "Mom, why are you always trying to be so pretty at work, isn't that like bragging?"
3. A 2nd grader a lunch said to me as I was sitting next to Izzy at a table- "Are you her mom?" Before I could answer, she interjects with, "No, she's my GRANDMA! HAHAHA!"
I am trying so hard to teach her to speak kindly about and to other people. She has a sassy little mouth on her, and frankly I am out of ideas on how to train/ tame her tongue. It saddens me that she will have to learn the hard way, by losing friends or having someone else do it to her and hurt her feelings. I just don't know when my 5 year old became 15! Where is the innocence, and the obliviousness to the mean and hurtful words in the world? How do you teach her before it's too late, that joking is only a joke if the other person thinks it's funny? At least right now, I am the one she speaks unkind about, but I want to stop it before it gets redirected to other people and mother's are calling me to complain.