A Tale of Two Days

I can’t remember if I’ve talked about it here yet, but we’ve been homeschooling for almost a year and a half. At this time, I plan basic independent study based lessons and I check in as needed to help and make sure tasks are being completed. This works pretty well with Thaddeus requiring lots of attention still and allows the older boys to have more control over their education.

Most days this works really well. Others, though, like yesterday make me question my sanity. Thaddeus constantly took his diaper off all morning in spite of my attempts to keep it on him. I tried to turn it into potty training, but he preferred the floor to the toilet. Thank goodness he took an early nap and forgot about streaking afterwards.
Since it was obviously going to be a thorough cleaning day, I washed the couch cover. This left the worn cushions exposed for a while, which led to Beckett picking at them constantly. He accompanied his furniture destruction with complaints about how much schoolwork he had and how hard it was and he didn’t want to do it. To put things in perspective, on the days he does his work without complaining, it takes about 30-45 minutes for him to finish. 

Finn’s contribution to the chaos was complaining about his math work and everything Beckett did or looked like he might do. By the time Chris got home, I was DONE. 

Today, though, is different. Today I wake up at seven thirty, feeling guilty I wasn’t up to see Chris off to work. Thadd woke up at the same time, so there’s no quiet moment before having to keep the T-Rex from becoming T-Wrecks. 

I get out of bed to find both older boys up and working on school work together. Finn lists off what he’s done, what he has left to do and his plan for completing it. Then he offers to make breakfast and lunch for himself and his brothers. That way I’m don’t have to cook food I still can’t comfortably chew.

Beckett has completed everything he can do on his own and is ready to read with me. He reads the first book to Thadd and I on his own, then helps me read the book he usually refuses to help with because it’s too hard. 

Today I can think about nature walks and impromptu lessons about why we designate today as the first day of fall instead of worrying that I’m killing my kids’ love of learning or not doing enough or that I will have to keep them on separate sides of the house just to maintain my sanity. 

I’m not sure why today is different. I hope it isn’t just a reaction to yesterday. Either way, I’ll take it.

First Day 2013

Today was Finn’s first day of second grade. There was a ton of first-day jitters all around, but his day went well. We left for school with plenty of time to play at the park beforehand.

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Second grader!

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B not cool with Finn joining him for a picture. Also proving he can climb playground equipment just as easily as he can scale the sofas. Or the tables. Or chairs.

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Crazy baby. Sweet photo taken by Finnian.

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Trying (and failing) to recapture the Forrest Gump-esque first day of Kindergarten photo.

Beckett and I passed the time doing housework, then we got adventurous and decided to bake a cake from scratch. That went surprisingly well, thanks to a chair at the sink and letting him help wash the dishes while I made the batter. It even went much better than cleaning the clutter from the dining room table. It turned out that the stacks of books and papers on the table were actually serving as Beckett deterrent. I am seriously considering removing all furniture from the house. Big empty rooms with beanbag chairs might be the only way to keep B’s feet on the floor for more than thirty seconds at a time.

Back.

After successfully posting something every day in November, I gave myself a long weekend, lol. December tends to be busy, so I’m being a little less ambitious with a 2-3 times a week goal.

Random news: Beckett is fine. The weirdness in the first blood test was totally gone in the second one other than the slight anemia. So yay! I’m on the fence again about giving an iron supplement because he’s in the range where it depends on who you ask whether he really needs it. Plus the only infant supplement I can find is the Poly-Vi-Sol smells like vomit made by Enfamil crap. Even Mr. Everything Goes in My Mouth seals his lips the second I open the bottle because it’s that bad. His doctor did suggest that I see if I can get some of the flavoring stuff from a pharmacy to mask it. Really, though, it seems like there should be a better way to go about it.

Beckett claps now, and will clap for almost anything, except when I have the video camera running. He also started doing the Itsy Bitsy Spider last night.

Finnian is supposed to be reading at a level 8 by Christmas and a level 18 by the end of the year in order to be promoted to second grade. The teacher sent out reading progress reports with their second six weeks report card. Finnian is already reading at a level 18. 🙂

First Grade

My big boy started first grade today. Finnian was a little nervous, but much like last year, he practically kicked me out of the building once he met up with the other first graders in the gym.

Meanwhile, Beckett is trying to fill his brother’s shoes by not napping and playing with Legos on the floor.

I guess technically they are Duplo blocks, not Legos.