Showing posts with label Mother's day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother's day. Show all posts

Thursday, May 25, 2023

The first last

I'm realizing the title of this post has the potential to give a little "Bible reference" - ha.  In actuality, we celebrated our first last day of school!  As planful and type-A as I am, I did not have an official last day set on the calendar.  So, when plans were cancelled one day last week, I told Jacob we could finish school that day, thinking he would be pumped about it.  Surprisingly, however, he was disappointed and downright sad about this news.  He said, "But Mom, I don't want to finish kindergarten!"  This was news to me, as just a few weeks prior, he was lamenting (on a nearly-daily basis) about "having to do school."  The complaining had subsided, recently, and while he had not necessarily shown outward excitement about our daily lessons/work, apparently, he was inwardly enjoying it.  He also doesn't love change, though, and transitions are not easy, so I understood where the disappointment was likely rooted.

Once he actually finished his books, and I told him we would get to do new ones next year, he was extremely proud and excited to have reached the milestone.  He was also proud to find out he is reading at a Level N (mid-third grade), successfully finish a random Kindergarten year-end assessment readiness test booklet I randomly found at Dollar Tree, and earn his second free bundtlet through the Nothing Bundt Cakes reading program (did you know?!).
400+ minutes of reading each!

Another unexpected end-of-school-year reaction: 
Nearly every school day this past year, I wrote a sentence on the board for Jacob to illustrate.  Sometimes, we would do a "progressive" drawing (i.e. "A car drove on the road." one day, and without erasing his illustration of that sentence, the next day's would read, "A bus also drove on the road," etc., etc.).  I don't know that I had any expectation for what his favorite school activity was, except that I expected it NOT to be handwriting.  I had waited till second semester to start any handwriting instruction, because he has never been one to sit and draw/color, so this type of work is not his strong suit (see picture below - haha).  Not only did I want to let his little hand muscles have more time to develop before "working" them, but I also wanted to keep school really positive and not-super-challenging at the onset.  But perhaps this work was ultimately his favorite because of this; he breezed through everything else we did, but handwriting was something he really had to focus on and work at.  Or perhaps he wanted to just get this illustration done quickly and handwriting was just the first thing that came to mind...  I'm choosing to believe the former.  ;)

There is so much I could write about the ups and downs and expecteds and unexpecteds of the year, but for now:
What an answer to prayer these reactions were.  I was not at all sure what "school" would look like for us this year, and even with materials and a plan, it looked different every day.  We had highs and lows, and if I didn't keep myself in check, it sometimes tended to feel pretty "low-heavy."  So, to hear him say he didn't want it to be over was such a positive affirmation for me and put it all into perspective; it truly brought a tear to my eye.
Another achievement to share!
He was (obviously) so proud of his soccer (participation) medal.

Lydia wanted a "last day" picture, too!  :)  She was such a champ through all the "school stuff" this year.  She truly enjoyed being part of it, and the times she would rather not, she was (typically) very good at independent play, which I so appreciated.  

I have been asked several times about whether or not I will start preschool things for her next year.  Technically, she has two more years till she would be "Kindergarten-eligible," so I have not yet decided whether or not we will do two years of preschool.  Honestly, she has made it very evident on several occasions that she is soaking up pretty much everything Jacob and I work on together, so two more years of second-hand learning will likely put her past the Kindergarten-readiness mark - haha.  We'll see!
Note the sunglasses on her collar - just like Daddy.  ;)

Some of you may know Lydia had eye surgery a few weeks ago.  I didn't purposefully keep this information from anyone, but as the procedure date approached and news of it spread, I realized how few people actually knew it was happening!  It was something we decided to move forward with after consulting with a couple doctors about her eyes (she had some slight crossing that was not allowing her eyes to work together as they should), so it was scheduled months in advance and something we came to understand would be fairly routine.  And it was!
Comforts from home while waiting to be taken back.
Everything went according to plan, and as expected, she was very drowsy after coming off
the anesthesia.
Jacob was so thrilled and relieved when she was "back to her normal self."
Her eyes were still expectedly red here, but her one-week-post-op appointment later that day concluded that the surgery had been successful, as far as could be told at that point.  Her brain will continue to catch up with her eyes' new abilities, and we'll see if there is any further improvement. 

In other news, we adopted another snail (the lighter-colored one).  Unlike its roommate, this one came home with us on purpose after a friend found it on a hike.  Shortly after this picture was taken, we were given a different container for them (a pet store hermit crab sort of one) by a sweet lady at a garage sale.  It is still probably too small for them, though, so if anyone has a similar sort of habitat you're looking to pass along, let us know!



As I mentioned, I could write at even more length about our homeschooling journey, thus far, so if you would like to know more, let's chat in person!  Thanks to so many of you who have supported us in myriad ways.  Your interest, enthusiasm, tangible help, generosity, wisdom, and prayers mean so much and make such a difference.  To answer the last, lingering question: yes, we will be doing it again next year.  ☺

Educationally,
Kensy


Favorites of the day:
perfect weather days
Our church's Mother's Day picture tradition.
This picture and these friends and the fact that we get to spend time with them multiple times a week, both on purpose, and often, coincidentally. 
I could write a whole post about how blessed we are by this family. ♥

 

Sunday, May 13, 2012

♥ = full

Hello, hello!


First of all, Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers (and mothers to be...and future mothers) out there!


I've been busier than usual with some extra "music librarian" duties (by the way - add "clock battery changer," and "calendar flipper" to the list) at Arts Inc.  These have included scheduling and making visits to middle and high schools in Lincoln to tell music students about all the opportunities offered through our groups.  It's kind-of fun, but time-consuming...and makes for longer days than I'm used to.


Anyway, as a result, I have some kiddo/student stories I've been dying to share.  Please enjoy...


I don't remember whether or not I told you all about this when it happened, so I'm going to tell you (again?) before I add to the story:

A few months ago, one of my students (whose mom regularly sits in on her lesson) brought an iPhone to show me a video...and was VERY excited to do so.  With no explanation, I watched, and gasped/shrieked fairly loudly.  The video was of their family (her and her two younger brothers) looking in their oven and finding a bun.  It was the video they were showing family and friends to announce her mom's pregnancy.  Then, last week at her lesson, she brought an unmarked shoebox and was beside herself with the anticipation of me looking inside.  I opened the lid to find two rolls/buns with googly eyes and pink bows.  I probably had an over-reaction to this news, but she was soooo excited to show me and I am soooo excited for her/them!  I also just loved their creativity in sharing the news.  ☺



On our way home from taking her brother to school, the 2-yr.-old I nanny for said, "I wished I could be a bird."  I said, "How come?"  She replied, "For fun.  I'd be a pretty bird, so then, everyone would say, 'Look at that pretty bird!'"  I said, "Yes, that would be fun, but you're already a pretty girl!"  She giggled and said, "I guess it would be fun to fly, too."


In the CMA (Children's Music Academy) class I teach, we chanted the "Fuzzy Wuzzy" story near the beginning of class.  Then, toward the end of class, we used our keyboards to tell stories.  My example was a caterpillar down low on the ground (low notes) becoming a butterfly who flies high in the sky (high notes).  One of the students wanted to share his story next.  It started with a caterpillar in the forest who ran up a tree and back down again a few times trying to outrun a bear who was chasing him.  Then, the caterpillar stopped on a branch above the bear and started pulling out the bear's fur, one piece at a time.  Eventually, the bear had "no hair," and his name was "Fuzzy" (as in "Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair)!  And they lived happily ever after, he said.  I was astounded by the connection he made (he's only 4!) and his ability to bring the class full-circle.


Now, to get you up to speed on this weekend:

We had our student recital for the studio yesterday.  All my students did such a wonderful job, and it was so fun (and rewarding) to sit back and listen to them share what they've learned.  
I received flowers, gifts, compliments, and lots of hugs...and I wasn't even the one performing!

Then, today, I took a spontaneous trip to Manhattan, KS.  Two reasons for the trip:
1. surprise Mom for Mother's Day
2. meet Norman (my brother's pet baby goose)
There are no words...
We were instant friends...he was preening me.
Who knew birds could be so cuddly?!
My heart is so full after this trip.  For some reason, I really felt the need to spend some time with the family, no matter how brief, so I just went.  Meeting that precious goose was pretty great, too!  ☺


One more thing:  While I was on my drive this morning, I passed a cemetery in the middle of the Flint Hills.  As I drove past, I noticed an older man sitting near a headstone in a lawn chair...alone.  Whether he was visiting his mother or his wife, I do not know.  Either way, though, the sight instantly moved me to tears...and made me even more grateful for the opportunity to spend time with loved ones.


With love,
Kensy


Favorites of the day:
Coldstone
Norman
"guy" time
quality car time (and the Passion 2012 speakers on CD)