Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Can't you just imagine lying under the tree and taking a snooze? Ahhhhh, warm breeze, the smell of fresh fertile dirt, spring grasses. The sounds of birds, rustling leaves. A natural lullabye.
Unfortunately there's no alarm out there. I rely on my alarm every morning as I am NOT a morning person. The snooze button....ah, the snooze button. My friend. My enemy. If I hit it, it's never just once. I use the CD player instead of a buzz or the radio, but before the music plays I can hear it loading the CD so I awake not to music but waiting to hear the melodies. Sometimes Jesse says to leave the music on; love that.
I'm a napper, too. I've found that sometimes I simply can't go on and must lie down and shut my heavy lids. Thank goodness I get the time to do this. Then again, it's not good that I must do this. I know, I know, I should go for a walk, drink more water, exercise......puhleeze. Snooze.
Mahalo for dreamland!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The boys, my boys. They've been our saving grace during the years of struggle with their sister. Jarrod did mostly smooth sailing through school and summers, staying on track. Jesse was with me, happy-go-lucky in all aspects. They were our Two. The Two we didn't struggle with. But two major events happened for both boys; Jarrod started high school and Jesse started Kindergarten.
HUGE! A freshman and a school newbie. I had high hopes for my boys having watched them have fun and tackle subjects they needed to. But it hasn't been that way for them or for us. High school had football, classes criss-crossing campus, more homework, more time on his own at home, oh and a new girl friend. Ooops, that has all lead to his downfall. When football ended Jarrod had some grades to catch up. How he made it to the end of the season on the field I don't know, considering the grade averages were supposed to be monitored by staff. But he did make them up. Now they're back down. No sports this time, just time at home, time with friends, time with girl friend, time to think of ways to fake homework and learn to lie. He's not a good liar but I've not been wanting to force homework because I thought praise was enough. Nope. Be prepared my boy, you'll have no electronics and no friends for a while. How long until school's out? Oh and then get a job.
School newbie about sums up the issues for Jesse. By my side for 5 years we did not focus on learning, on writing, basic skills that are picked up in preschool. I didn't feel I could find work that would do more than just pay for preschool so when he was old enough to go to public school we ushered him in with high hopes. For the first couple months his days were "Great!" but then serious learning took over and tasks were assigned. Not his strong point. He wants to play and will fall out of his chair, claim to be itchy, whine about dropping his pencil, anything to not do the work. I don't give up during homework but at school there are not resources to focus on him so that he could learn to sit & do. At least that's not what Kindergarten is anymore. They push for skills that are still being taught in first and second grade. It's confusing! I know he can do the work but he's not always willing to actually let go of play to focus on "work". A half hour of sitting upside down, slipping to the floor, crying, whining, and in the end he does the work with a smile. Was that worth it? To me, yes, I want him to go forward in school. But repeating K is a discussion that's come up. To me that means one more year I have to shuffle kids to school. To him it means another chance. But where to attend, same school, follow his sister who will be back in the neighborhood in a couple years?
I don't like unanswered questions. I like to see a clear path. I like to know the options are easy to sort out. What will get the boys on track? And thank goodness all three kids are not driving us crazy at once!
Mahalo for time to figure things out!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I have to keep reminding myself it was just a few months ago that we ended our daily day-to-day, you're with me and I'm with you doings. When he started school we parted ways. When I began working again I put in more hours away. He's my baby - my bayba. He's still snuggly and funny, hand-holding, kissing, hugging, climbing, chasing, playing, laughing, joking, sharing, smiling. But school is big business, serious times, quiet times, studious times, active times, structured times, group times. He's adjusting. I'm adjusting. I just have to keep reminding myself that his fits and my struggles are sometimes still connected to our old routine. I loved that routine and he thrived in it. Too bad it didn't prepare either one of us for what we're doing now. But as long as we have each other...
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read." Groucho Marx
The kids want to wear a costume, part of a costume, make their own costume, GREAT! Put color in their hair. French braid, mohawk, up, down. Mix-n-match socks. Sing a silly song. Create an accent. Some of that is me, not them; maybe they'll learn.
Sometimes I crack up at simple things and I roll with it. I get it.
Mahalo for getting it any which way!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
"And that's all I ever will be?
Why are you shocked when I roam out at night?
Why are you sad when I meow and I fight?
Why are you sick when I eat up a rat?
I'm a cat."
"Why can't you see I'm a kid?" said the kid.
"Why try to make me like you?
Why are you hurt when I don't want to cuddle?
Why do you sigh when I splash through a puddle?
Why do you scream when I do what I did?
I'm a kid."
"Why can't you see I'm a mom?" said the mom.
"Why try to make me wise?
Why try to teach me the ways of the cat?
Why try to tell me that 'kids are like that'?
Why try to make me be patient and calm?
I'm a mom."
from Falling Up by Shel Silverstein
Mahalo for who you are!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Mahalo for memories made easy!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Mahalo for growth!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Oh! Just found Dad from the dollhouse set .^.
I went to an introductory meeting about our school district's GATE opportunities for our girl. She is perhaps a little bored with some assignments but enthusiastic about others. Moody girl, she eventually comes around to being her proficient self. I hope this program is what she needs. I hope this program is ready for her! I'll be checking out a private school as well. Never, ever thought I'd be saying that. Then again, never thought I'd have a daughter. Just look at me now. Gee, Mom.
They think they know the game. They think they have it all figured out or if they don't then it doesn't matter. They think of calling, texting, hanging out. They think of writing love notes. They don't always think to hide them. They get in trouble for making bad decisions. They think it's not fair. They think they can try again. They try again. They think they know the game.
These two....they're sweet and special but MAN! Gimme a break. It's the age, I know, I remember...but come on!
Ok, they are caring and having fun. I am happy they're good kids. I hope they have fun at this game.