Testing, testing… 1, 2, 3

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I’m not sure if I told y’all this, but last May I entered into conversations with the local elementary school about partial enrollment for BigGuy.  I wanted him in math and science.  They wanted him to start with art, music and phys ed.  Ummmm… nothanks.  And they wanted him to take some math test that would have determined whether he could be in advanced math… even though he wasn’t going to be put in math at the school.  Ummmm… no, thanks again.

Wait, wait, wait… I don’t mean for this to sound like the district people are unhelpful morons.  Quite the opposite.  Honestly and truly. Continue reading Testing, testing… 1, 2, 3 →

My guy and math facts

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BigGuy has a math facts issue.  He can correctly answer all of his addition and subtraction math facts in 3 seconds or less when being drilled on xtramath.org; but when he attempts to do them in any other scenario, he can barely even walk himself through figuring them out.  Even if he’s using his fingers.  It’s IN. SANE.  Especially given his very typically autism spectrum memory.  The child remembers everything.  Just not math facts.  WTF? Continue reading My guy and math facts →

I realize that *I* am the problem

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We have just had a full week of the BigGuy uninspired to do anything academic.  It didn’t bother me, but the change certainly threw me off.  He had been so inspired for a while there.

And then I realized why… and I realized that the problem is truly me.  Ugh… Continue reading I realize that *I* am the problem →

Today, we did nothing

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And I’m talking full-on, absolutely nothing.  At least “nothing” by most of the country’s standards.  By the time I got up this morning, slathered my face in green clay and then meditated while that dried… the kids had apparently been fed by Husbeau.  I went downstairs and saw that BigGuy’s door was open, but Girly’s was shut and there was music coming from it.

I wish I had a photograph of what I saw when I opened her door.  #bloggerparentfail Continue reading Today, we did nothing →

Things my kids hate

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I should preface this by saying that sometimes, I write about my kids in my little homeschooling blog here and people assume that I’m pointing out the differences between homeschooled kids and schooled kids (public or private).

PSA: Unless I specifically state that I am comparing the differences between homeschooled kids and schooled kids, please assume I am just sharing about my kids.  For no other reason than to share about my kids. Continue reading Things my kids hate →

My day… Monday, Sept. 29th so far…

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BigGuy woke up very late and I heard him sneeze twice.  They were deep, chesty sneezes that may have hurt him in his chest.  We’ve been skirting illness for a few weeks now; and honestly–I could not be more thankful that we haven’t been sick.  The last two years (almost to the week) have been EXTREMELY hard on my family and a lot of the things we had in place that kept my kids (and the parents) healthy went largely out the window as we worked on other things that took the front seat.

One of them is how we eat.  The other is stress management. Continue reading My day… Monday, Sept. 29th so far… →

To be or not to be a Boy Scout

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10711106_856108964423806_6523336596413519970_nBecause BigGuy is a 5th grader, it’s his last year of Cub Scouts.  There are a contingent of people back home who can’t believe we would involve ourselves with Scouts because of their historically explicit rejection of homosexuals.  Policies have changed about the acceptance of Scouts that are homosexual but I have not kept up on whether that trickled into leadership. Continue reading To be or not to be a Boy Scout →

“She plays so aggressively!”

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Someone actually said that to me today about Girly.  I went on to say that she plays in two places and before I could finish the sentence, this other parents said “Oh!  You’re working with her outside of practice!”  I had to correct her and explain that in fact, we had no idea she could play like this because the other place she plays, she literally “plays” with her friends–lots of hugging and ring around the rosy… some scrimmages.  It’s not like this league where they’re getting more formal and aggressive instruction.  I don’t care either way, but yeah–we don’t really do anything with her outside of either place. Continue reading “She plays so aggressively!” →