Showing posts with label Allergy Kid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Allergy Kid. Show all posts

9/5/12

First Day of Kindergarten


Although it appears he is standing in front of a firing squad, he is actually just stopping for a "mom needs a picture of you on your first day of school" photo.


His nerves were in high gear this morning.   He dressed in his trusty, comfortable familiar clothes (no new first day of school duds for this boy...no way, that's just too much craziness).   Put on his favorite jacket and pulled the hood up for extra protection.  He asked and asked again if I had all his new school supplies packed in his back pack....and his new Star Wars lunch box.  

This boy has been looking forward to this day for many months.


"Can you smile Silas??"
....oh, ok.  That's alright...don't bother smiling.
We'll have to work on that before school picture day!

Can't you just see all the scenarios and possibilities running through his little brain?


Will he do it folks?



Yes!  He did.


He marched right onto that bus and didn't look back.

I spent the day hoping I wouldn't get a phone call that he was looking like a red blow fish (he has anaphylactic allergies) or that he was doing some sort of stripper dance on top off a desk (don't ask)....
happy to report that my child didn't act like a freak, at least not enough of one to require a phone call.  


His only complaint about the day was that I need to pack him a bigger lunch next time.   When I teasingly asked him if he missed me,  he said

"Not at all.  I actually forgot all about you"
Just what I had hoped.....sort of.   I'll take it.  









9/2/12

Autumn




It's that time of year again, 
and this is my ride.  


My boys heading out.


Roman goes along for the ride, watching and learning.


The view from the cabin I will spend many hours in this season.   Not a very impressive view in this field, the hail got to the peas before we did.   This week I think I'll be cutting down wheat so it should be a little prettier. 
 I enjoy the peace, quiet and solitude of a tractor cab and an ipod playing all my favorite preachers.  Last week I listened to the whole Gospel Coalition  2012 Woman's conference.  I also loaded up with Matt Chandler, Mark Driscoll, Murray Mclellan, Russell Moore, Tullian, Craig Groeschel,  and David Platt.  I don't get a lot of laundry, garden and house work done while I drive back and forth with a Combine but it's a nice change from normal life.  Lots of time to think, imagine, pray, and learn.

I also enjoy watching nature as I spend a day in the field.  There are always rabbits, foxes, and coyotes scampering away, as well as Hawks that circle about the tractor waiting for little mice to scurry out of their hiding places.  The other day I watched a doe with her two fawns wander across the field, and a hawk swoop down after a rabbit that jumped out of a swath....I'm happy to report the little bunny got away.


This week was a busy one but it was also super exciting!


This Ch*nese character Qiu (pronounced something like Cho) means Autumn/ fall/ harvest.
It also has another very special significance to us   It happens to be the name of the child we were matched with last week!     He was given this name most likely because he was found by the side of a road five years ago this month, in Autumn.   He was abandoned in Autumn and he was found by his forever family in Autumn.   God writes great stories!  Stay tune for more on this one.



11/1/11

Happy Halloween is Over for Another Year Day!

Another year of gluttonous gore is over with.  My kids are still in sugar comas and I'm considering finding something else to do next year...maybe a fun family day in the city.  I'm not opposed to costumes and walking around visiting the neighborhood of our teeny tiny little village...what I dislike is pretty much every thing else...children begging, junk food, mass consumerism/ commercialism, 5 rolls of toilet paper in my spruce trees and of course all the spiritual implications, practices and history attached to the "holiday".   I'm a Halloween scrooge.   I smile and give out candy...I take my kids out begging...but it's not my favorite.   
I'm always glad when it's done...now to figure out what to do with all this candy!  I've been letting my kids gorge themselves silly on it in an effort to have it gone sooner....but it seems to be bottomless.  I've stashed away mini bags of chips for our 35 hour car ride to Baja, I have a grocery bag full of suckers to give away while we're there, and I have all the peanut candy stashed safely away (for the mommy and daddy to enjoy later...hehe).   We made it through Halloween without needed an epi-pen  intervention.   That is a success in my book.

Yesterday we also chose to celebrate and learn about Reformation Day...the day Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses on a castle door and sparked a firestorm as well as a revival.   I'm so thankful that we are saved by God's grace alone, through faith alone, and not by our own good works, efforts, indulgences, or religious rituals!   We are so thankful for the priesthood of all believers and that Jesus is the only intercessor we will ever need. 
"I more fear what is within me than what comes from without. "- Martin Luther

Such a great quote.  It speaks well to my view of Halloween.  We can hide ourselves away

 in fear of all that our culture is...but in reality evil, darkness, pride, envy, bitterness lurks in

 each of our own hearts and if not consistently repented of, cleansed and killed is uglier

 than any spooky Halloween mask. 


Our kitty (outside only) Rascal, his brother Jorge disappeared a few weeks ago.  He's either out Tom catting or he's road kill.  He was a nifty cat because he had a couple extra toes on each foot, which made for some very large cat feet.   


A ninja, Darth vader, and Darth Buzz


And a thirsty pumpkin who apparently also likes cat food.



Darth patiently waiting for his Trick or treating buddy to arrive.


Heading out.   We had wardrobe malfunction by the time we reached the end of the drive way.  The Darth mask came off  because it was "hurting him" and was replaced with a Buzz hat....which was rubbing his chin a few houses down the road. Nothing is simple with this boy!   Ninja girl joined us for a few door knocks but then ran home to change into her last minute smurf costume so she could join a group of 5th grade smurfs.  I guess conformity is a value in 5th grade.  

Our costume ensemble was thrown together an hour before departure.   Once the kids were done their school work for they day they all ran down to the dress up clothes bin and started digging.  We have quite an array of hand me down costumes to choose from.   My Halloween motto is "I'm not spending money on this occasion" (other than candy to pass out to door knockers) .  We can be creative...or wear the same costume as last year as the case may be.   


Just what every 1 year old needs.  She thought the whole knocking on doors and being handed candy gig was fantastic!


Silas the garbage mouth in his glory.  


Now I'm so glad it's November and I can start packing!!  We are so very excited for our road trip adventure to Mexico!  26 more days!  We are happy to be working with a different ministry this time and we are looking forward to see what God is doing in the San Quintin Valley!  That is a LOT of exclamation marks!  It should be a very positive change, although  change is never easy at the time.   God has something totally new for us I can't wait to see what that is.  We had a sneak peak at the house we'll be renting today...makes it seem more real.  I have a feeling that 1 month in Baja is going to go by WAY too fast.  




10/28/11

A day in the life of home school freaks

I've been a totally boring blogger.  I go through phases and right now I feel like I have nothing much to write about.  Just my same old life. I've probably said everything that's possible to say over the last 3 years.  I never really have a shortage of  new stuff on my mind or things I'm learning, but I am lacking time and ambition to write them down or come up with entertainingly readable posts.  I assume that my predictably unspectacular life will bore you to tears anyway.    

It occurred to me recently, as I was flipping through some of my favorite blogs, the reason I enjoy them is because they are such ordinary people (although sometimes doing things out of the ordinary).   I enjoy having glimpses into other family's lives, their priorities, their routines, and their parenting struggles and wisdom.  I always glean some little bit of encouragement or even some ideas that I can use in my own day.  

I decided to follow my kids around for a day and give you a glimpse of a 'typical' day.   Whatever typical is.  This happened to be a day that we were home all day and nothing totally random came up.  This past week we have entered our winter season on the farm.  There are some things that I really enjoy about this post harvest season.  My Hubster is around a little later in the mornings affording us some extra family time.   He also comes home now  for lunch and is home earlier for supper.  Now that the field work is wrapped up we also have our evenings together (translates into help putting kids to bed).    For me, the garden and yard work has finished and my day is focused more inside the house...mainly feeding little bodies and minds. 

So here is a little glimpse into the life of one of those freaky homeschool families.

I'll start off by saying that we don't run by a schedule (I've tried).   We don't have written in stone chore lists, or highly structured curriculum.   Everyday looks a little different but we manage to get it all done...usually.   We all start trickling out of bed anywhere from about 6.30-8.00.   Once breakfast is finished (around 8-8:30).  The kids do "get ready for the day"...get dressed, make beds, brush teeth, brush hair  and a few little jobs like gathering the laundry into the laundry room.  



I set the two youngest up with Play-doh (which also happens to suppliment Cece's breakfast) or some other pre-schoolish activity while Dad does Bible reading with the big kids.   We have discovered that trying to do this as a whole group only leads to frustration. We don't have a Bible curriculum, study or workbooks, not because I have something against them, but because I prefer simple.  Sometimes we use a devotional book but right now they are working through books of the Bible.   Straight to the source.  They read a few chapters and then discuss and ask questions.   Silas has his own little "Bible time" at bedtime with his "Jesus story book Bible".    

We don't approach our Bible time as a necessary religious ritual to get over with.  We don't read it as a book of moralistic fables of heroes and bad guys, or simply a book of rules to live a better life.  We really want our children to have a knowledge of what the Bible is, what it says, and why.  Ultimately we want them to desire God and to know Him for who He is revealed to be.  We love to discuss God's sovereignty and how he  used (and still does) ordinary, flawed, sin ridden people for his grace infused redemption plan.  We point to the Supremacy of Jesus Christ in all things and throughout the entirety of God's story...all of scripture points to Him.   The questions these kids ask astonish me sometimes!  It has led me into a much deeper quest and study of theology myself...just so I have answers that aren't trite or cliche. 


Once that's finished the husband goes out to do some farm work.
The rest of us start our "school" day.
Silas (4) does some pre-school/ kindergarten type work on a casual basis.  Meaning when he wants to and I have the time and ambition to work with him.  He usually enjoys doing book work, unlike his big brother!


Aili (grade 5) does both Math  and Science on the computer this year.  It makes a lot less marking work for me to do.   She is using "Switched on Schoolhouse" program.  It's pretty impressive.  I have a whole "school" set up on my teacher page and can track her progress and plan our calender.  It teaches the material and automatically assigns work to do each day.  This helps alleviate the "I did enough" syndrome.  Right now we're working through plant and animal biology/ cells in Science and today's lesson in math was 'adding and subtracting fractions with different denominators and then simplifying the answer into mixed numbers. '.  One benefit of homeschooling is I'm learning all this stuff over again...and I must say it's much easier the second time around.


The biggest challenge is keeping everyone on task and the little ones from climbing all over the students. 
Sometimes if I need some uninterrupted time teaching one specific child  I request that the other "big kid" take a break from book work and babysit/ play with the little ones somewhere else.  
They are definitely learning to be part of a team being at home all day.  They do what's helpful to the family on a whole, which is not always what they naturally feel like doing.  


Some rough housing puppy play with little sister.  She's loves time with big brother!
Last week my Hubster bought an ipad.   We don't typically have a lot of newest and latest gadgets around here (our tv screen is as curved as is gets) but a Harvest bonus combined with some convincing arguments on his part (and conceding of my own thrifty objections) equals we have a fancy new addition to our educational program (it's also going to be great to have during our 35 hour car ride to Mexico!)  I'm loving App store!  I dare say it has won me over....although the kids are slightly obsessed with it right now.  

{Silas tracing letters}

As long as they're learning , I don't care if they are using a pencil and a book or a high tech alternative.
Roman (grade 3) is using Christian Light curriculum for math.   We tried "Switched on School house" for the first month but it wasn't working (I'll save it for the next 3rd grader).  It was too hard to modify.  With the work book curriculum we can skip through very quickly, do most of it orally, and every lesson combines a bunch of different things (one lesson will have multiplication, clocks, fractions, measuring and geometry) so it keeps things from getting too tedious.  He is a whiz at math concepts but simple repetitive drills are like a drill to the teeth for him.  We skip the speed drills at the back of the book.   Kids with ADHD don't do well with those!  Give him some complex problem to figure out and he's happy as a clam.  I've learned to have patience with his meandering, somewhat time consuming, unconventional way of getting to his answers.  The results usually astonish me.


Keeping little monkey off the table.  Time for lock down in the high chair.


Break time.   All 4 kids run off to a bedroom to play.   I do some laundry.

It's amazing what a container of dollar store sea creatures can do.  Two days worth of quality playtime.


Time for a mid morning snack (baked the night before).  2 Cranberry banana loaves were gone in less than 24 hours.  They were that yummy!  I found the recipe in "Companies Coming" muffins cook book (of course I switched up ingredients with healthier ones).  It used up a bag of frozen cranberries run through my food processor and a bunch of almost dead bananas.  


Piano practice.  Aili and Roman have started their second year of lessons.  Aili is really enjoying it this year and it seems to have "clicked" for both of them.   One benefit of home education is that we can incoporate music lessons and practice time into our "school" days instead of squeezing them into after school hours.  Music is a part of their education. 


Goofy girl.


While Aili practices piano Roman practices multiplication on the ipad with "Math Ninja".   Look he's even sitting at a real old fashioned school desk.  Kind of ironic that the computer is the same size as an old slate board. 


Keeping all the question answered, helping kids learn new music, explaining new concepts, changing diapers, and keeping the little ones entertained keeps a girl on her toes!
Not much time for housework.  I've learned to just leave it.  It will get done eventually.


Silas spends the rest of the morning wrapping up action figures into napkins and tape.  Why?
I have no idea...and I don't so much care as long as he's found something to do.


Dad comes home for lunch and some general tom foolery.


Which leads to good natured but loud wrestle mania on my living room floor...which leads to me yelling
"Take it outside!"




Which leads to little brother being flipped off the trampoline while a stunned and remorseful older brother moans "I didn't know we were close to the edge".  
Once the wailing commences I serve up lunch.  Typically something quick and easy to whip up.   Today's menu: Vegi and cheese Omelettes with a side of toast and peppers.  


And for allergy boy cheese toast instead of eggs.


After lunch is "QUIET TIME!"
Cece goes to bed. 
"Silas, you can take your bin of toys downstairs to play."
"Roman, here is your helmet, please go for a bike ride".

Aili and her Dad play a quick word game while I start folding baskets of laundry.


The Hubster goes back to digging holes with a Back-hoe tractor.
Aili puts together a map of states and provinces while I make a cup of coffee and watch.


After the puzzle we pull out the language arts workbook.  With the boys outside building tree forts and baby sister sleeping it's a good time to get some book work done.  She is doing Alpha Omega lifepac for L.A.


With the house quiet and Aili working independently I go shower. My alone time of the day.  
Yes, that is blog worthy.  
As you can see, I am looking particularly glamorous in my baggy sweats.

The toddler wakes up.
I do some  sight word practice with Roman.
I break up another wrestling match.
I spend some time with a whining little girl who needs some attention.
We all put the laundry away.
The kids watch tv.
I make supper.
The kids clean up all the toys and vacuum before the Dad comes home.


Still eating our garden wares with  scalloped potatoes (and ham), tomatoes and spaghetti squash.  Simple to make, virtually free, and the kids gobbled it up.  I'm a lazy cook.

After supper the big kids do dishes,  I go bath a couple little kids.   
Daddy reads to Silas and puts him to bed.   I rock a baby girl and put her to bed.

I curl up to read with Roman.  This constitutes a majority of his non formal education.   We usually dive in once the little kids go to bed at 7pm or during "quiet time".  

 The only formal curriculum/ book work he has is for math.  We have worked through several reading/ phonics curriculum and books but have yet to find anything that clicks for a phonetically challenged reader.  If anyone has any ideas please let me know.  As of now we are piecing together word building practice from a variety of sources.  I know he will learn to read eventually...it will just be learned in a different way.   Until then we fill in the "language arts" gap with classic novels and read aloud time.  It feeds his wild imagination, literary knowledge, extensive vocabulary, and big picture way of learning.  It may look different than a backpack, school desk and text book...but he's learning and most of the time he doesn't even know he's doing "school".  He's just satisfying his natural curiosity with knowledge
... and I suspect that's what God had in mind when he designed us to learn..regardless of where or how it's done.    


Once the big kids go to bed, I curl up with my computer next to my husband curled up in front of his tv.  We're romantic that way.
Sometimes, if I have any energy left over I use the childless time to bake or do other housework that gets de-prioiritized while spending our days teaching/ learning.  

I think one of the biggest challenges I have with our family integrated home education is the never ending, always just below the surface, self doubt and fear that all our efforts won't be enough that they'll miss something essential.   Growing up with very little exposure to alternative educational systems and philosophies I still have a hard time thinking outside the institutionalized education box.  I struggle to find the balance between a relaxed non formal educational philosophy and striving to recreate "school" at home. Most days I'm my own worst enemy.   I suppose that will come with time and confidence.  We'll take it one year at a time, one child at a time, and trust that God is big enough to take my feeble efforts and turn them into something.  

7/7/11

A day with my littlest boy


I spent the day today hanging out with Silas in the City.   Si had an audiologist appointment scheduled so I took advantage of the situation, and my mother, to create some alone time for him and I.   Aili is still at camp and the other two spent the day with Grandma and Grandpa.  My hubby tagged along last minute because he needed to shop for farmer stuff.   He dropped us off down town for the afternoon while he did his man shopping.

It doesn't take much to entertain my little country boy.  As we entered the mall his eyes lit up and he ran for the escalator like it was a ride at Disney land.   We rode up and down several times...and if that wasn't odd enough, I snapped a picture.   I happened to have my tiny camera in my purse so I decided to capture our day together.  As we pulled ourselves away from the thrill ride he exclaimed  
" I LOVE the mall, Santa lives here!"
I had to explain that Santa only comes to the mall at Christmas time...he was rather disappointed.
 I think Christmas was the last time we were at the mall. 

We shopped the clearance racks and bought some really "awesome" blue and black "Dawg's" shoes for Silas to wear proudly the rest of the afternoon.  FYI they are really "bouncy".  He discovered this by hopping through the store.  Maybe he'll like them so much he'll actually keep them on his feet. 
We then picked out $5 summer shoes for the rest of the kids.  Silas thought it was great fun. 


We made our way to the food court where the choices are as endless as the excitement.  
It is a virtual culinary heaven.   We decided to share a "fmoovie" and "fwen fwie"

As we left the mall and made our way over to the audiologists office we came across a sidewalk sale (some sort of city folk party).  A free balloon ,  a bouncy house, and a moment spent dancing next to the outdoor band nearly made us late to his appointment but it was worth it.

Those are some rockin' dance shoes!

After our stroll through the street party...we walked another couple blocks to his appointment (as briskly as a four year old intrigued by absolutely everything possibly can ).   Coincidentally the audiologists office is in the same building as Social Services.  The baby post office where I pick up and drop off babies like little packages.  It was even on the same floor. 
 I assured Silas that we were doing neither one today (he's still convinced that we adopted him from Mexico).

Silas, although quite poorly behaved in the waiting room, was wonderfully cooperative and brave as his hearing was tested.   I am happy to report that his hearing is fine (even after having chronic awful ear infections throughout his infancy)
I am not  happy to report that my son's apparent ability to not hear my voice is due to my poor parenting....and not a problem with his ears.  
His horrid speaking skills aren't due to a lack of being able to hear either.  I guess we're back to the drawing board with that too. I am glad that it's not something permanent like his hearing that is the problem. 
 His vocabulary, use and understanding of language is extensive but somewhere between his ears, brain, and tongue he can't quite form his thoughts into the right sounds.  


The audiologist gave him a whole pack of Lifesavers which he scarfed while we waited for Dad to pick us up.  
It was a gorgeous, hot, summer day spent with a little boy that I don't spend enough happy, one on one time with.
I felt bad that we didn't have time to do "fun stuff" today.   By the time we drive to the City, do some shopping, buy groceries and go to an appointment it's time to make the 2 hr trip home again.   

Although it didn't take long for me to realize that Silas thought this was the "fun stuff" (I think it dawned on me as we rode up the escalator for the second time)  so I made an effort to squeeze every bit of fun, conversation, and interaction into our afternoon.  
We discussed traffic lights and city buses.  We admired curbs and tall buildings.   
We rode every escalator we  passed.



All that walking and excitement tuckered him out and it was a quiet ride home...
which gave my hubby and I some peaceful conversation time.


(the bugs bunny band-aid on his head is covering a "butterfly" bandage which is covering a hole he made in his head with the mean end of a belt.  Lesson learned: When flinging a large belt around like a lasso make sure the buckle stays far away from the side of your head.)