Exciting Week in Our House

I'll have to back up to last Sunday.  I went to my Ladies' Bible study that evening and when I got home, Jay met me at the door and reported that Jacob broke something and it couldn't be fixed, so I should not even ask.  I took a deep breath and planned to NOT get angry or weird about it.  Jacob breaks stuff on a regular basis, so I need to just maintain an even keel and move on.  About 20 seconds later the culprit came running into the kitchen to tell me this good news:

I was really happy to see it.  This baby tooth never got loose, and the adult tooth started growing in behind it about a month ago.  We have a dentist appointment next week because we were planning to have the baby tooth extracted.  The boy saved us a few dollars on this one!  But can you believe it...he broke it out while blowing up a balloon!  Bumped his own mouth with his fist and knocked the tooth right out.  He didn't even know he did it.

Valentine's Day was on Monday.  As always, we gave the kids some candy in the morning.  Jacob had a party at school and came home ready to dig in.  The girls didn't have their party until Friday classes.  I didn't have them sign all the cards this year (yes, I've gotten a little lax in my old age, and didn't want to deal with supervising the process), so I just typed up some cards, had Merrilee cut them out, and had Katie Mei tape them on the candy.  Deed was done in 15 minutes.  Yay!

In academic news, Katie Mei has been working very hard on her pre-reading skills, and she is finally able to listen to, spell, and pronounce blend sounds.  This is a big step towards reading, and the way I teach phonics in our house.  I was so proud of her for finally getting it, and was excited that by buying this new "toy" she found a way to make a game of it.  She put together some letters as I said the words, and then she decided she would be the teacher and I had to spell the sounds for her.  Little did she know she was the one gettin' the learnin'.

 

And on to a more emotional subject....  Katie Mei is just growing up too darned fast!  As if learning to read isn't enough, the child decided this week that she was going to try roller skating.  So we dug into our old stash of toys and found Merrilee's old skates.  Brought back some fun memories! (this is Merrilee back in 2007 right after she turned 4.  KM will be 4 next month.)

We strapped them on her and let her go.  She loved it, and shuffled all over the driveway for two days.  Good thing the weather has been nice, because I'm still nervous about leaving her outside to play with just her siblings.  Poor child hasn't been able to do much of anything in the driveway without her helmet!

Now here's the really painful part: she asked to ride Merrilee's old princess bike (the two-wheeler) because she's been riding the tricycle and I told her I thought she was getting too old for a tricycle.  It really is babyish for her, and Merrilee got her two-wheeler with training wheels when she was 3.  Jacob got his a couple years later.  I very clearly remember the day I took this video and cried walking all the way down the road behind them.

Couldn't believe they were growing up so fast.  Loved seeing them go, but envisioned the day they would really "go".  As impatient and frustrated as I get sometimes, I have to admit I love, absolutely love, being a mom to these kids.  Seeing them mature and move onto to older kids' activities both swells and breaks my heart all at the same time.


So here's what I was subject to today.

Sigh.  I took her to Toy's R Us to pick out and buy her own very first new bike today.  Takes my breath away.  How on earth did she grow up so fast?!  I can't take it.  It does not get easier with more children.  If anything, it gets harder because each child that grows up means I'm one more child closer to having them all grown up and moved out.  Ouch.  But I do have to say, she's spent the rest of the afternoon saying "I love you, Mom! And I love my new bike!"  She's a very happy little girl today.

Daddy Daughter Dance 2011

This was the second Daddy Daughter Dance Merrilee and Jay have attended since we moved here.  Our church hosts it for the entire community and it is one of the highlights of Merrilee's year.  She has been excited about going to this year's dance since she got home from last year's dance.  The past week has been all about counting down the days and then the minutes until the dance.

A few weeks ago she and I spent a day out shopping for the dress.  I guess this gives me some practice for wedding dress shopping.  I am always so glad when we finally find that perfect dress, and it not only fits my budget, but also dazzles my precious girl.  It was hit or miss for awhile there with a rather slinky silver one that I really didn't like much, but she finally tried this one on at Dillard's and it rocked both our worlds!

So here are the photos.  They mostly speak for themselves.  Poor Katie Mei was under the impression that since it was a Daddy Daughter Dance, she would be going too.  Only yesterday did she actually begin to understand that she was not going, and she felt pretty sad about it.  But she is such a good sport and was more than happy to kiss and hug her beautiful big sister goodbye before she left.  And sweet Merrilee tried to make her feel better by putting a flower in Katie Mei's hair.  Katie Mei responded by offering Merrilee a flower as she got into the car.  I love that they love each other so very much.

I fixed Fetuccini Alfredo for dinner (Merrilee's favorite) upon their return home, and afterwards the girls took a fun bubble bath and then headed off for bed.  Sweet dreams, Honey!

Scenes from Science Kitchen

We have finished a semester of history lessons, and now the fun begins!  Not that history wasn't fun; Merrilee loves history.  But for me, seeing her face light up when she makes a discovery is sheer delight!

Right after I took this photo she exclaimed "Maybe when I grow up, I will be a scientist!"  Music to my ears!

And her love of crystals just made learning about liquids vs. solids that much more fun.  Love our little Cyclops magnifier with camera.

And Katie Mei is not too far behind her.  On Tuesday morning Katie Mei ate an apple for a snack, and then asked me why apples have seeds.  Perfect segue, my dear!  We were going to start our seed planting project, and you made my introduction so very easy.

 

It's going to be a fun spring at our home school!

Bowling. Just For Kicks.

Yes, it was my bright idea. This is the pre-game smile.

I had the opportunity get our family into the local American Fun Park bowling alley at a great price for one hour.  And I just knew it would be a wonderful, smiling, happy time of togetherness.  Don't those high expectations always backfire?  Just look at the overflowing enthusiasm:

Well, it wasn't a total bust.  We endured a full game of listening to Katie Mei say how much she didn't like it, watching Merrilee get frustrated with gutter balls, and ducking the balls that Jacob kept throwing backwards towards those of us sitting at the table.

I hadn't been bowling in over 20 years, so it wasn't until I had sunk my own half dozen gutter balls and was sorely behind everyone (yes, including Katie Mei), that I remembered how to hold the ball.  Would have been nice if my husband had noticed and reminded me a little closer to the beginning of the game.  Apparently HE knew how to hold the ball.

As for the kids, Katie Mei was mostly interested in the ball return.  Can't say I blamed her.  Lugging around a 6-pound ball when you only weigh 35 pounds is no piece of cake.  And the three-minute wait for her ball to

s-l-o-w-l-y

roll.

down.  

the.  

lane.

was just a wee bit annoying for all of us.  She got to the point where she just dropped her ball into the lane and turned around to walk back to the ball return.  Didn't even bother watching to see if she knocked down any pins.  Apparently there just wasn't enough action for her in this game.

Merrilee also didn't find bowling to be her cup of tea.  I'm sure it didn't have anything to do with me over-coaching her in the background.  I was just trying to tell her she didn't have to keep lifting the ball to her armpit each time she tried to roll it.  Of course that bit of information just turned her into a stiff-armed robot.  The child needs to loosen up a little!

And then there was Jacob.

Now this was a kid happy to be in a bowling alley.  Unfortunately, in his enthusiasm, he would quickly snag his ball from the ball return, take a few steps backwards and start swinging.  This resulted in the grown-ups doing a lot of hollering "Stop!", "Wait!",  "You need to go up to the lane first!", and "Look Out!".  And of course, in his haste to immediately get that ball rolling, there were few to no opportunities to take any pictures of him.  But he really enjoyed it and was eager to come back and do it again some other day.

We might do it again, if we dig up a pit of money in our backyard and can blow $39.99/hour plus $2.75 per person for shoes.  Since when did bowling become such a ridiculously expensive sport?  I'll just be thankful we could enjoy our hour of unbridled family fun for the spectacular Groupon price of $10.  Thanks, Groupon.

I wish I could go back and enjoy those very long, smokey, boring evenings when my parents and aunts and uncles would all meet at Blossom Lanes in Benton Harbor and spend what felt like hours bowling, laughing, and talking.  It was almost 40 years ago, but I can vividly remember it.  I remember the smells, the sounds, and the waiting.  My cousin Debbie and I must have played a thousand games of dots waiting for the grown-ups to finish.  Those were good times....

And thanks, Jay.  You were a good sport.  Sorry your wife is such a loser when it comes to bowling.  But hey, at least you didn't break any more fingers.  Aunt Betty, I hope you're not rolling over in your grave seeing how badly I played.  Maybe you could have just whispered a few hints into my ear.  Or maybe you did, but I was too busy hollering "Incoming!" as Jacob's balls were whizzing past our heads.  In any case, it was fun.  I just need a little more practice. 

Another fun homeschooling moment, brought to you by Nature

God is so good to provide fun teaching moments for me and my kids as I homeschool!  You remember the baby cow last fall, right?  Well, this week Katie Mei has been learning about birds.  Surprisingly, three-year olds who don't live on farms don't really understand that birds don't have fur.  Katie Mei is just learning that, and yesterday had a fun little project learning about the letter H (Hen starts with H! and so does Hummingbird!), and making a letter H out of feathers (store-bought, just in case you were wondering).

So on the way to Friday classes this morning, as I was driving down the same road our little calf lives on, I came up on what I thought was a typical bunch of vultures (flock?) munching on something dead on the side of the road.  I have a running joke with the kids regarding vultures munching on dead things.  We call the scene "Dead-HOP" (you know, as in going to IHOP for breakfast, but instead of pancakes, it's dead stuff!  The children think it is hilarious, and we use alliteration to make up entrees the vultures are eating:  raccoon ratatouille, skunk with scallions, killed kitty cake. You get the idea.  Gross, but very fun!)  Anyway, I digress.

We drove by the Dead-HOP, and I suddenly realized it was not another Dead-HOP scene.  It was a flock of wild turkeys chillin' out on the side of the road, completely at ease with our car.  Since I had already passed them, I put it in reverse and backed up, fully expecting them to scatter.  Instead, they just stood there minding their own business.  I had seen a flock of turkeys a few weeks ago in another field about a mile away, so I suspect these are the same birds.  It was so cool to see them up close, and be able to open the windows so the girls could enjoy seeing real, live wild turkeys up close.  The cell phone photos were the best I could do, but I was so glad to have this fun little opportunity to share this teaching moment.  I love it when God takes a special interest in our classroom, and brings it to life!  He's the best teacher we could ever have!

And as for a flock of vultures, I looked it up.  It's called a colony, committee, or wake.  "Committee" should provide some ironic truth to anyone who has an office job and is required to enjoy those committee activities.  And "wake", well that just speaks for itself.  Yuck.

I'm still here....

Honestly, a lot has been going on, but I've had an apparent case of writers block lately.  Also, both cards on my cameras are full and I have not backed up my photos on the computer yet, so I don't want to erase the memory cards.  If I would just take the time to do that (what, 45 minutes, tops?) I could move on.  But I'm not feeling motivated.

So I will just share a few new photos I've taken (by erasing the ones I don't really care for on the camera, thus making room for new ones) and let you make up your own stories as to what's been going on lately.

And if you notice that Jacob is missing from the homeschooling photos, it's not an omission on my part.  He is now being governmentally schooled in our local primary school.  He has a wonderful teacher who is also a friend of mine from church.  I feel so blessed that she is the one God has chosen to spend about seven hours a day supervising Jacob.  It was a very hard decision for me to make in removing him from homeschooling, but this has been a good move for him, and our home has been much more peaceful during the morning and afternoon.  He has cried several times that he misses home and would like to be homeschooled again, but I think we're going to have to wait until he gets some of his impulsive behaviors under control before we try it again.  Hopefully in the next year or so.  I would like to have him back home, too;  as tough as it was with him here, it feels like one of the eggs is missing from the nest sometimes.

Anyway, enjoy the photos.

Girls whipping up some dinner.  Washing dishes is required knowledge in this house, starting at age 2.  Katie Mei doesn't get enough practice, apparent by her smile.

The girls get some age-appropriate sewing lessons.

Helping Daddy with the new bathroom paint.  He thought this was a good  idea until he saw her footprint on the wall in the wet paint.  Surprisingly, she got none on her clothes!

Playing Mummy Math on a rainy Saturday afternoon.

Naps are still in.

Merrilee started taking a Chinese painting class and is doing very well.  These are first tries.

And finally, I got a coupon to a pottery shop and the girls got to paint their own teacups and saucers.