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Allowances

I actually speak on this topic and people always find it informative so I thought I’d share it here.  Financial education is near and dear to my heart.  When I taught high school, I taught business and computer courses.  My business courses were Intro to Personal Finance, and Business Management.  I loved them both; but it became really clear that the majority of my students knew very little about financial responsibility even though many of them had jobs.  I didn’t want that for my kids.

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The BigGuy leveled up today

In French, that is.  We’ve been using Rosetta Stone and I honestly don’t know how long he’s actually been at it.  We’ve put it down in spurts.  But today, he told me he finished level 1–which is the equivalent of a year of high school French.

Suddenly I’m wondering why there’s not a lot more French-speaking going on in our house?

I mean, okay… I can no longer just open my mouth and speak.  True.  But if I were immersed in it again, I’m guessing it would come back quick enough.  And really, *I* could get on Rosetta Stone and join the two local groups that would give me opportunity to speak more frequently.  But I haven’t.

I think in my heart, I just think it would be a waste because I know I have to learn Spanish.  I can’t keep the Roman-based languages straight.  For some people, the similarities make it easy for them to speak all three of those languages (Spanish, French and Italian).  For me, it’s exactly what screws me up.  It’s the little differences that throw me.  Husbeau’s family is FROM Italy so I’ve been surrounded by Italian for 17 years.  For many of those years, I understood enough to be able to follow the conversation.  Now, I’m just lost in both languages.  And it makes me insane.  I used to meet people from France who thought I came from a French family and couldn’t believe I learned to speak so well and so fluently in a public American school.  I went on to use my French-speaking at my first job.

Gone.  So gone.

My French now consists of some child-oriented commands.  “Place-le dans la poubelle” (put it in the garbage) or “Nettoye-toi” (clean up)… the list is relatively long.  But it’s not conversational.

People ask me why I would teach my kids French and really, it’s because most of the educated and political classes of Africa speak French as the unifying language.  Where parents today are trying to teach their kids Mandarin because China has become a force, I feel that when my kids are adults, Africa could be such a force.  There are signs already of countries in Africa that have had ACTUAL democratic elections or truly weeded out the culture of bribery.  Not many, but enough to be hopeful.  And there are significant chunks of Southeast Asia where French is a common language as well.

On the flip, we live in America where the Hispanics are a significant portion of our population and I just think you should speak the language of the area you live in–at least functionally.  In the U.S., that means English and Spanish (as a country, we lack an official language).  Plus, Girly is Hispanic.  It would be nice to preserve as much of her heritage as possible.

Because I need more to do…

Fridays are suddenly very available

Yeah… I think this is going to work out–not being part of the Young Philosopher’s group that was meeting on Fridays from 11:30am-1pm.  I mean, that’s lunchtime.  Seriously?  And it’s kind of far.  And it falls on the day that BigGuy and I are supposed to hold our big Socratic white-elephant-in-my-head discussions… which might be too much heavy conversation for a day.

But Fridays are really, really open now and I think that’s going to work well for us.  For one, it’s the day we prepare for the weekend.  We do our “weekly home blessing” (thank you, stronghold of The Fly Lady) which is a set of two chores per family member that help get the house cleaned up before the weekend.  This started long ago when we hosted “Wine Night” at our house every Friday night for nearly a year before relocating.  Taking care of cleaning up the house before the weekend set in meant that we enjoyed a clean house all weekend and company dropping by wasn’t an issue.  We could just relax.

Well, we are returning to that.  And I think having the review of the week’s work and the Socratic discussions on Friday are going to dovetail nicely into preparing for the weekend.  Because we can also have these discussions WHILE we work on stuff.

So each day the kids have all kinds of responsibilities…

  • Make their bed
  • Put their laundry in the hall basket and one of them takes the basket down to the laundry room (or one of the adults do)
  • Pick up toys in their room (which usually happens twice/day–once before going down to breakfast and once before bed… but we’ve removed a lot of toys from their rooms)
  • Pick up whatever toys they were playing with all day before getting their screen time or going out to any cool play dates
  • Set the table and get drinks.  Honestly, I have no idea who does what part of this now except that at a prior family meeting, Girly wanted to put out the plates.  That meant someone had to get them for her.  Apparently, not anymore.  She’s pushed her kid chair to the cabinet, stood up on it, got down four large dinner plates, and put four forks on them and then carries it all to the table.  Whaaaaa…..???
  • Clear the table after every meal
  • BigGuy has to clean his bathroom and the master bathroom–and doing that is broken down so that he does a different part each day.  He often forgets this chore or forgets to include my bathroom… but this is a new one.

At the end of the week, it goes like this (or rather, IT. IS. PLANNED. to go like this):

BigGuy learning to vacuum.  #fail  Now we sweep
BigGuy learning to vacuum. #fail Now we sweep
  • BigGuy vacuums the entire first floor and upstairs hallway.  With his complete failure to master vacuuming, we are now sweeping.
  • Girly is supposed to dust and put away whatever toys are left out.
  • Papa is supposed to empty EVERY. GARBAGE CAN. IN THE HOUSE. including the laundry room and powder room; and mop the first floor
  • Mama is supposed to clear ALL of the horizontal surfaces–desk, kitchen island, counters; and sort/purge all papers–bringing the keepers to the office.

Honestly, the kids are the only ones being held to this right now and BigGuy bears the brunt of it.  So add this to the list of “things mom should really get better at”.  To be fair, Girly is WAY more helpful in general than BigGuy so I kind of don’t feel all that horrible about it.  At 5, she tap dances rings around him in the helpful category.  I love my son and he has his amazing qualities.  I’m just saying that being helpful isn’t one of them.

And then there’s the general keeping things in their place crap.  Shoes go in the closet, not out and about.  Pencils have a place.  Library books have a place.  Board games have a place.  My core sense of self is only at rest when “everything has a place and everything in it’s place”.  With this house presumably the final place (until retirement), sh*t’s gotta get put in it’s place and that needs to become a habit.

Friday is also farm share day.  So if we can get the rest of the house clean, by the time we get our farm food later in the day, we really don’t have anything standing in our way to deal with the vegetables.  We get two shares from a farm in town; but then another farm uses our house as a drop-off point (it’s complicated–they started using us mid-season when we were already midway through a full season share with the other farm.  Although to be fair, last year we did 4 shares total–two from each of these farms; and we’re likely to go back to that next year since we will not yet have our own gardens to the point of supporting us.  Wait-wait-wait… I digress..

I’m looking forward to Fridays.  Especially if they’re sunny.  And clean.

Things that got done today

Things that happened today:

  • The skylight installer arrived around 8am to install what we hope will be the cure to my Seasonal Affect Disorder (which we have known about forever, but didn’t realize this master bedroom was the cave it turned out to be).  We have tried the special lights and the extra Vitamin D dosing, but my body needs the real deal.  But this also meant I had to get OUT of bed before I was ready.  :/
  • The boy slept “late”.  Yesterday, Husbeau woke the boy and that process woke up everyone else.  I noted to the man that 1) we homeschool so that our kids don’t have to be woken up regularly; 2) that waking the boy from a sleep has NEVER. EVER. gone well; and 3) that the boy has shown multiple signs of fighting off an illness.  I then suggested that he not wake the boy again.
  • Girly watched a lot of Carmen Sandiego.
  • BigGuy got all of his assigned work done except for reading “Science in Ancient Egypt“–a library book that disappeared the second we found the previously missing ($30 to replace) book “The Ancient Egyptians“.  Seriously, people… we FUND a library employee.
  • We went to a friend’s house to play chess and that went quick so the bunch of us walked to a nearby park.
  • On the way home from that adventure, we stopped at ANOTHER friend’s house where the mommies did a peer accountability session and the kids played.  And by “played” I mean that we HEARD Britney Spears singing “Toxic” from the back patio, but we didn’t realize they were watching the video.  When all was set right in the world and they were left only with music, I saw all three small girls jiggle in ways I didn’t know they had ever SEEN before.  Girly has gone on to fake-sing the refrain over and over and over and over and over and over and over.  And explain how 1) she knew it was just pretend; and 2) she wore poisonous lipstick… multiple times to multiple people.  10559929_10152397321458753_1551285787687603624_n
  • We said goodbye to our beloved babysitter, who is off to Sicily.  Wow are we going to miss him.  He was such a good friend, not just someone who watched our kids.  We love that guy and hope he is safe in his travels.

 

Things that completely sucked today:

  • Saying goodbye to someone we love.
  • Not being able to sleep in our bed tonight because the very last tiny bit of sanding and painting couldn’t be done on the skylight in the master bedroom today (the joint compound wouldn’t dry fast enough)
  • BigGuy ate an apple, which means he will wet the bed tonight and I will have sheets to wash tomorrow.

 

Things that need to happen:

  • I seriously need to get to Socratic discussions with BigGuy.  Especially now that he’s been asked to leave the Young Philosopher’s group (which is content for an entirely other post that I wrote, but then had more stuff happen related to it and need to rework that post).
  • We need to prepare this house for the winter.  Get the fireplaces operable and a generator for the freezers and I think we should get a snowblower, but who am I, really?
  • Get that which is still packed UNpacked and organized.  E-f#%!ing-nough already.  We moved in MAY, people.  There is no longer the excuse that this house is temporary or that this house isn’t ours and therefore we don’t want to put systems into place that may not work wherever we land.  We have landed.  (notice I’m banking on that skylight doing the trick).
  • We all need to get on our game with our supplements and eating habits.  I’m the fattest I have ever been and I understand that my trauma therapy for the last year has contributed to that, but dude… let’s go.

I think that’s all the news that’s fit to print over here.  It’s been a day.

What TO say to homeschoolers

I was hanging with a friend who publicly schools her oldest but is wondering if public school is a good fit for her middle child (who would enter Kindy next year).  In the process of talking, I spoke about the various things I’m tired of hearing people say in response to hearing that we homeschool.  (see “I can’t homeschool because…”)

But it brought up a good point: what WOULD you say. As I noted in the above-referenced post, you would say the same things you’d say to someone when you find out what public or private school their kids go to–especially one you know nothing about.  How would you respond to someone saying that they sent their kids to a well-noted private school?  What would you say to someone when they are in a crappy school district?  Your responses are different based on what you know about each–right?  You think about what they might be facing.  You put yourself in their shoes and wonder how they’re tackling the tuition or the gang activity or whatever would be your concern.

Or maybe you think in the other direction–about how fortunate they are to not have their fine arts program whittled away, or how lucky they are to have access to aftercare programs. The thing that most people don’t do is make it about them the way they do when they hear someone home schools.  True, when someone hears about a family sending children to a notable private school–inevitably they cross paths with someone that blurts out “Oh I wish I could send my kids there but we’re not rich!”  Most of those people follow up tat comment with something more meaningful.  Not all people, of course, but most.  Likewise, if someone’s in a crappy district, it’s not like you’re going to say “Oh, I could never live there!”  I mean, there are definitely people out there who are that inconsiderate; but it’s not the majority.

None-the-less, that is the overwhelming response to homeschoolers: “I could never do that!”  Although those making that statement think that we homeschoolers should take it as a compliment.  We don’t. (again, see the above-referenced post for more info) So the recommendation is that you do the same thing with homeschoolers as you do for anyone else.  Think about what THEY are doing and respond meaningfully.  Think about how you’d respond to someone whose kids go to school in a place you know nothing about.  What would you want to know or what would you say to make conversation?

Sometimes you don’t get forewarning about these conversations.  You don’t think about what you’d say because you can’t possibly know all of the places in the world that a child could attend school.  You’re immediately put on the spot when you hear them spew out the name of some educational facility you’ve never heard of.  It’s the same with homeschooling, too, right?  Or maybe you just say “Oh, I’m not familiar with that–what’s it like?”

Why not say THAT to a homeschooler?  

Because really, unless you’ve done it–you’re NOT familiar with it.  And if you HAVE done it, you’re unlikely to be familiar with the way THAT person is doing it–much the same as public schools, school districts and private schools vary.  Let me give you a list of responses to help get your mind thinking in the right direction for build bridges rather than walls.  Obviously, there are way, way, WAY more responses available than this.  I’m just hoping that this set will get you on a track that leads to meaningful discussion.

  • “I’m not really familiar with homeschooling…”
    • “…what’s your favorite aspect of it?”
    • “…what do your days look like?”
  • “Are your kids involved in any enrichment activities where we might run into you?”
  • “What are they most interested in?”
  • “Does this area offer a lot of group activities specifically for homeschoolers?”
  • “What do you do on days that get off to a rough start?”
  • “What’s your favorite or least favorite part of it all?”

Another really important thing to know is that we often (but not always) know about the local schools, local resources, and cool stuff.  Don’t assume that we do; but also–don’t assume that we don’t.  Share what you know with us anyway!  Likewise, we will share the stuff we’ve found with you!  Many of us would even assume that you might find an activity or two worthy of keeping your kid home for a day.  There is definitely stuff we DON’T know about–stuff that you may have learned just because your kid found out from some other kid we’re not friends with or through the school.  I had no clue about xtramath.org or Kik Messenger (or it’s caveats) except from our public schooling friends.

Another thing that might surprise you is that a lot of us keep up on what’s happening in public education.  Partly because a chunk of us are former teachers and care deeply about public education even if we’re not currently using (or working in) it.  Some of us live in states where what happens to the schooled population affects them as homeschoolers (or there is concern about how it might affect them).  I was at a block party in my new neighborhood and I think my new neighbors were slightly surprised to hear me speak about Core Curriculum like any public schooling parent.  But many of us also know that our kids may be in the public education system at some point.  Some are in delicate financial positions where a few unfortunate events could render us needing an income from the homeschooling parent–making them unavailable to homeschool the kids.  Some have simply decided to give their kids a foundation at home at their own pace, giving more attention to their kids individual needs, and sending them back to school at a later age with better preparation for what awaits them.  Parents do this for Kindergarten or first grade; but some wait until middle school or high school to re-enter. Aside from that, almost all of us know that public education is a service to our communities and to our future as a nation.  We value it deeply and know it needs to address all of the children fairly–not just some of them.

There are DEFINITELY homeschool evangelists out there–the parents that would hear any complaint you have about your education choice and immediately try to push you into homeschooling.  There are some who are not very diplomatic or considerate in how they articulate their reasoning for homeschooling in comparison to public schooling.

Please do not assume we are all like this.

I don’t assume that all public schooling parents feel like I took a teachers job or that ALL kids should be in school no matter what.  Those parents exist.  In large numbers (with lots to say about my child–who they know nothing about).   But in fact, I don’t know many of these kinds of homeschoolers at all and I’m in an area where homeschooling is VERY common.  Most of the homeschoolers I know are considerate people that realize this is a personal choice that differs by the family; and if you are willing to be open and honest with them, they are happy to be open and honest with you.  I have public schooling friends that know they can vent to me and I will offer them suggestions for working within the school’s system rather than say “This is why we homeschool” or “Maybe you should homeschool”.

Likewise, I can usually gripe to them about something regarding my kids without them saying “Ugh… I don’t know why you don’t just put them in school already and let the professionals handle it.” Because neither of those responses is supportive; and rarely are either of those responses appropriate. If we could all feel like our choices would be respected, there would likely be a lot more communication going on.  Possibly a lot more playdates.

Definitely a couple of cool Moms Night Outs.

The week in review

Things I did well this week:

  • Planning an appropriate amount of work
  • Planning work that BigGuy found interesting and engaging
  • Planning around events we scheduled
  • Reading our character building book
  • Working (unexpectedly) a consignment sale fundraiser (for a friend whose kids were sick) and although EX. HAUST. ED.  I really handled all my responsibilities well!  WOOT!
  • And on that note, bought some good shirts for BigGuy at above-referenced sale.
  • Nearly kept up on our new (or rather, return-to-former) laundry routine where nobody has hampers–all laundry is collected every morning and a load is done every day.  BAM!
  • Not losing my sh!t on anyone.  This is actually an accomplishment because my PTSD therapy in the last week was rough.

Things I did not do well this week:

  • Having backup plans when primary plans fell through–which left us kind of in a not-great situation sometimes.
  • Finding engaging things to do with Girly because truly, I didn’t realize how this whole new “wake up and work with Papa” thing would pan out
  • Reading to either of my kids
  • Doing the socratic discussions with BigGuy.  To be fair, this was partly my not wanting Friday to be C O N S T A N T discussion/analysis and partly because we had an emergency plan-change for Saturday that left me missing Girly’s soccer game (and a night out for someone’s 40th birthday that I was really looking forward to) and canceling attendance at a kids birthday party.
  • Apparently I may not have enforced the deodorant rules well enough to BigGuy because his Friday discussion group leader sent out an e-mail to all of us parents requesting some body odor enforcement.  I’m not sure if it was BigGuy (since I didn’t notice offensive odor… this week) or someone else.  But note to self: bear down on this one.
  • Definitely did not enforce the bathroom chore routine well enough with BigGuy.  But also didn’t enforce any chore routines with Girly, either.
  • Keeping my grumpy on the down-low at times.  Like when there was a detour for a field trip and I had zero contact numbers to find out where to go.  I’d been told “the big main entrance–parking lot is right there, you can’t miss it” only to find out 1) there were no less than 6 parking lots; and 2) we weren’t going to the big, main entrance.  And my car was out of gas.  In an area I didn’t know well.  And I was really, really grumpy about it to other people including adults.

Other things that happened this week:

  • Girly has become a brick wall goalie.  I seriously cannot even…
  • BigGuy decided that he would start going to bed without a parent laying down with him “so that he could start doing sleepovers”.  This is simultaneously an awesome day and the worst day of my life.  I knew it was coming just like when you KNOW someone is going to die of a terminal illness and yet, it blindsides you anyway.  So far, we have discovered that we need a “goodnight” routine as I wound up without a kiss goodnight.   Girly did her own hair
  • Girly decided to start doing HER OWN hair.  Have you seen this kid’s hair, folks?  This is a picture of what it looks like for her to “do her own hair”.  She pretty much flattens the top with water and I’m not really sure what hair “utensil”.  She does it often and is VERY proud of herself… so I compliment her every time and remind myself that we will absolutely HAVE to REALLY do her hair the next morning rather than slack.
  • We went on a crazy awesome field trip to a municipal airport and aviation school that included the control tower.
  • We wound up with 4 shares of Community-Sponsored Agriculture (CSA) farm shares to manage.  Two that we normally get from our farm plus two more that people did not pick up from our house (which serves as a host site for a local CSA farm).  This would normally be an awesome thing.
  • BigGuy and Girly are clearly fighting off illness.  Between Illinois being one of the 6 states with confirmed cases of Enterovirus and close friends kids coming down with Coxsackie… I’m concerned.  Last night, BigGuy let out a few coughs in the middle of the night (for more on why this is a big deal, see BigGuy’s background)

Overall, I think it was a decent week.  I would love to be downtown drinking with a bunch of happy women celebrating a 40th birthday right now, but I will take a hot bath and soft bed after this day of being on my feet ALL. DAY. and up since early (for a work-related meeting before covering at the sale).

Upshot is that BigGuy is happier and feels like the dynamics of the household have changed for the better with this recent change in who is getting up when and doing what.

I can’t lie that there is a very, very tiny part of me that is sad that Papa gets to connect with the boy instead of me.  I mean, I know he loves me and all.  I just wish I had the resources right now to connect with him more meaningfully.  Or that I was at least gaining something else in the absence of that connection.  Like maybe connecting with Girly.  They grow up so fast.  I just need to focus on the gratitude for having a husband that gives them that rather than my kids lacking it completely.

Dads homeschool, too

It usually falls on the mom’s shoulders to homeschool.  But around here, Papa has been taking a hand in the homeschooling.   As I type this, he’s reading instructions for writing assignments from Tapestry of Grace (Year 1, week 2, level 5 if you’re following)

“This week, organize your thoughts for pre-writing two specific writing genres by completing two graphic organizers.  What does that MEAN?  I mean, I know what all of the words in the sentence mean on their own; but when they put them together in this order, it doesn’t make sense to me.”  He then bangs his first two fingers on each hand together and says “hashtag homeschooldad”

Truly, even in my house–the edumacating has always been Mama’s responsibility.  At some point I told Husbeau that he needed to step up and start doing bedtime stories (and that I could tell him which ones he should use to coincide with stuff we were learning or things I wanted the kids to experience) but that totally never happened.

Homeschool moms face a lot of the same situations and emotions as stay-at-home-moms (SAHMs) of all kinds.  Dad is off all day working (sometimes at a job he doesn’t love, and in a subset of those cases–with resentment for the mama that’s staying home and not having to deal with it).  Culturally, we have undervalued parenting as “work”–so SAHMs are loathe to load any MORE work onto the husband.  In the case of homeschool moms that are doing any level of prescribed academics, we at least feel like we’re doing WORK; but some of those moms are dealing with husbands who are barely supporting the decision to homeschool.  So those moms dare not say “I worked all day, too!” lest their husband reply with “Well then put them in school and go do a job that brings in money!”.

None of this is my situation.  However, I see it often enough.  Not even just with homeschooling, but with all kinds of life and parenting choices where a husband and wife aren’t on the same page.  It’s hard.

But I digress… (because “me”)

Papa is still on this tangent of getting up early with BigGuy and we’re just hitting a point where BigGuy has actual work to do that Papa needs to be engaged in.  It’s getting interesting, folks.  BigGuy has started really looking forward to their time together in the mornings, too.  That’s no small feat since this morning it was FUH-REE-ZING and the day before it was raining.  And today, Mama mistakenly told BigGuy he could have his electronics and Papa nailed him on not doing graphic organizers… and then they sat together and worked through it.  Wow… my husband seriously rocks.

For the rest of you, here are some things you can potentially offload to Papa:

  • Read alouds masked as bedtime stories (or after dinner stories instead of TV shows)
  • Science experiments (maybe on the weekends–try this cute kit of 20 experiments with supplies!).
  • Building stuff (also maybe on the weekends or in steps on different nights)
  • Physical education/activities
  • Watching documentaries together
  • Socratic discussion (picking apart something they’ve learned or read)

Or really, just have your kids help dad with whatever and have dad make it a learning experience for them.

Yes, yes… everyone needs a break and a rest.  But guess what?  We’re a family.  Doing stuff together counts.

Girly has found her “thing”

Girly--Sept. 2013
Sept. 2013, shy & tentative

And it’s totally soccer.  Soccer, people.  Which is fitting for my fiery Latina.  Of course, we had good friends who are Mexican that relocated and aside from the other things we miss about them–the husband was our “futbol” mentor for her.  I had a detailed message exchange with him tonight about what to do with her to ensure her continued success.    Because, ya know, Mama was athletic but so NOT a soccer player and Papa… well… Papa is a self-proclaimed “sports moron”.

Last year was Girly’s first year in soccer, and true to her nature–she was timid and didn’t really “get in there”.  The picture to the left says it all.  It fully embodies her personality at the time.  She’s shy and unsure of herself most of the time.  She played for the AYSO team in our neighborhood and knew two of the kids on the team pretty well.  One she really liked and the other she took issue with him kicking her ball a lot during practice drills.  She didn’t seem to run as fast as we’d seen her run in other situations.  She definitely didn’t seem to be persistent with what she needed to be doing.  She enjoyed playing with her friends and goofing off a lot and even then, she seemed to sometimes hang back from the little group of girls on the team… as if she wasn’t sure if she was really accepted there.

This is a really common theme with her: not knowing where she belongs.  It’s been so hard.  We made an amazing breakthrough with her last month in connecting with her as a family.  She finally… FINALLY… let the wall down and accepted comfort from me in her pain.  OMG, she’s never done that.  It was so, so huge.  I wanted to cry.  She’s nearly 6 and we’ve had her from birth.  No question–our life exacerbated what was already there; but it’s so huge to know we’re getting there with patience and love.

When we knew we were moving out of the neighborhood, we were led to believe she could no longer be on the neighborhood team anymore.  We signed her up for soccer in our new town and consoled ourselves with the potential for meeting people in our new neighborhood.  We took a spot for a team in a park not far because there was a wait-list for the team that practiced at the school up the street.  But then we found out she COULD play on her old team because we didn’t move far.  I canceled her spot on the new team (which met on the same night as the old team) and put her back in AYSO.  I also wait-listed her on the soccer team that met at the school up the street in our new town.  We had come to really appreciate the potential to meet people and kids in our new town and really, she wasn’t doing ballet or gymnastics.  Why not?  She was excited about soccer, if only for the snacks.

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Sept. 2014–game face!

Well, we are now about 2 weeks into the season and she’s a different kid.  No kidding.  Playing on the new team has really changed her.  She’s gotten progressively more aggressive with her soccer skills.  She’s running fast, getting in and really getting at the ball.  The progress has been amazing, and she’s really doing well.  Papa took video of her goalie drills and it was really unbelievable.  She wasn’t afraid of the ball.  All of this has now transferred over to her performance on the AYSO team.  She came home tonight so proud to tell me her achievements!  She’s always been so shy and so self-deprecating.  It was so awesome to see her able to acknowledge her achievements!  SUCH HUGE STEPS!!!

Just before she went upstairs to change, she told me all the things “she was” now:  a story writer (author), a dancer, a singer, a runner, a soccer player and I think a few other things.  She was so proud of all the things “she was” now.  Her smile was just beaming.  And so was mine.

I could never have dreamed this day would come so soon with her.  But wow… #thankful.

A new routine

So this morning, Papa got up with the boy.  EARLY.  Like 6:30am (which is when BigGuy usually gets up).  Apparently they walked the dog and then Papa sat in the classroom (an office on our first floor behind the garage) and did e-mails while BigGuy did his schoolwork.  And apparently, this went swimmingly.

Some things to note:

  • BigGuy had very little schoolwork assigned to him today because we needed to leave the house at 10am and we were going to have company in the afternoon.
  • The weather was good.

I wonder how this would work on a regular basis and with a regular day’s workload. I guess time will tell.  But “da boyz” liked it.