Saturday, August 23, 2014

Still zero!

Working in my sons' school means I am lucky enough to see them from time to time throughout the day.

My class passes theirs in the hallway, we smile at eachother from across the multipurpose room during Chapel, and I can even grab a quick hug in the cafeteria at lunch.

Yesterday morning when I saw him, my stomach dropped a little.  I maybe wouldn't have noticed except that that morning he had looked so cute in his little suspenders that I had taken a picture, and it was still fresh in my mind.

When I saw him he was in other pants, no suspenders.

I worried until noon, when I saw his teacher in the cafeteria.  It turns out he slid down a wet slide on the playground earlier and soaked his backside.

My mind is always going to go to seizure. This is one time I was relieved to be an over-worrying mom.
Three weeks down, seizure count = 0.



Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Two firsts

Lennon is the kind of kid that was made for school.  I knew it would be smooth for him and it has been.  He went 9 for 9 in the sticker department and came home with his first prize box reward today.


I remember how hard Miles had to work for those same stickers this time last year, and our joy as a family when he came home with his first chart completed after 9 long weeks.

He has come so far!

Miles had his own reasons to celebrate today, after staying "in the beehive" all day at school for the first time.  His big hurdle for behavior is calling out answers, and he's working so hard to kick that habit.


I was so proud to see this in his writing journal last week.  His favorite part of the day was when he remembered to raise his hand.  He's such a good-hearted kid. They both are.


They perched in silence for a long time. "How can we be so different and feel so much alike?" mused Flitter.  "How can we feel so different and be so much alike?" wondered Pip.  I think this is quite a mystery.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Trilogy

Miles:  Have you noticed when they make movies there are always three parts?  Like one, two, and three?

Me: Yeah, trilogies.

Miles (breathless with exitement): What's a trilogy?!?!!?!

A variation on this conversation happens- if not daily- then at least many times a week in our house.  There were three today, but I only remember this one.

It normally drives me nuts!  I want to rip my hair and say: what do you think it means based on our conversation over the last 5 seconds!?  I feel like: how can he be so smart and ask questions like that?   I actually say something like: I think you can figure it out, right?

He knows.  He said, in this case, "A set of three movies."  So why the adrenaline-fused question every time he hears a new word? 

Today I had a little revelation.  He just loves words. He doesn't mean any harm.  He wants to define them and file them all away for later.  If I had answered his question with, "Yes, those three-part series are called trilogies" I could save myself the frustration, but I don't talk like that.  I'm just not wired to expect every other conversation to be a vocabulary lesson. Plus this kid says stuff like elasticity and nemesis and ajar (just today!).  He's not a toddler anymore, how am I supposed to keep track of which words he doesn't know yet?

I'm obviously not going to manipulate conversation to avoid springing new words on him.  It's ridiculous and besides, what about when he's out and he hears a new word "in the wild"?  He likes words, I'm happy to teach them, I just don't like the current dynamic of him demanding a definition seconds after hearing it used in context.

So, in a totally not crazy mom move, I'm making a plan while he sleeps.  This problem can be solved.
  
Tomorrow I will tell him to say: "I haven't heard that word before.  Does that mean ________?"  This phrasing will not make my blood pressure rise.  He will still get his definition.  I will smile like Mr. Rogers and say, "Yes!  Way to use context!"  And he will learn a conversation skill.

I tend to assign motivation to things my kids do and then turn out to be wrong.  In this case, in the moment I feel like he's 1) smart but responding foolishly, ie not using the ol' noggin, 2) speaking too quickly and not thinking first, 3) being annoying.

I realize now that he's not being foolish, he's just checking.  He is listening and thinking, and he wants to know the exact definition before he saves that word in his vocabulary file.  And he doesn't know that other people (at least I) perceive the question as annoying.  He's just being authentically excited about something he cares about.  There's a lot of worse things to be than a curious kid.  That shouldn't have taken me so long to figure out.

Similarly, today- post revelation- he asked me why I gasped during a "funny video" of a skateboarder falling down.  First I got that old feeling: Why do you think I gasped!!?  But I remembered in time.
I asked: Do you know that it hurts when someone falls on a skateboard?
He answered: Of course.
I continued: Do you know that people usually gasp when they see someone get hurt.
He answered: Oh.

What!?!?  How?  But ok!  See? Somehow he didn't know that common part of the human experience, but ok.
Now he knows!  The question had purpose.

I vow to no longer be annoyed by questions.
I will call him a wordsmith and a lexivore and prepare myself for the inevitable!





Friday, August 15, 2014

Long in the chin




When Lennon was a baby, he looked just like Miles.  Now, it's harder to see.  But today when Lennon wanted a picture of the smooch he got from his favorite food vendor, I felt like his picture looked like a picture of Miles I took earlier this week.

They both look so old all of a sudden!

Saturday, August 9, 2014

First week down


I think this picture from the taxi the other day sums up how we all feel after the first week back to school.

Lennon took to school just like I knew he would.  He was brave and friendly and obedient.  He even earned a sticker from his teacher every day this week!

And Miles has grown and matured so much since last year.  I think this year is going to be great for him, too.  He earned reward time on his very first Friday.

But we aren't used to these early mornings and busy days!