Monday, September 9, 2013

Our Kindergartener Turns Six

This was the first year school started before Noah's birthday, so he got to be the first celebration in his class...which didn't do any harm to the kindergarten honeymoon we're on right now.

The morning began as any good morning would: a Daddy Hug. And Fruit Loops. Then, off to the bus!

Despite my counteroffers (donuts, homemade cookies), Noah was committed to taking "hard tack" to school as his birthday treat. That's right folks. You send cupcakes; we send dried-out bread. #thisbagiscomingbackfull #piratestrong


To my surprise, it was hit. That's right; I discovered the keys to making dry bread a successful birthday treat:
     a) be the first birthday your classmates have ever experienced at school,
     b) give the teacher fair warning so she can set the stage with a book on pirates (her idea),
     c) add "pirate cheese" and chocolate.
I actually overheard one boy say, "Noah is cool." He knew his crowd better than me.

It was also great to witness his teacher in action, telling stories, singing songs, giving directions, and calling each kid by name. I've been impressed with each of the teachers I've met, but I am still so thankful his seems excellent.

That night, there was a 30-minute kindergarten-parent orientation at his school during dinner time. This would've been a real pickle, if my parents hadn't just moved in down the street. Gigi and Papa to the rescue! They brought Noah's choice (Little Caesar's cheese pizza & cheese sticks) and hung with the boys till we could get back for...




Presents and Black Cows (a.k.a. root beer floats)! Between golf clubs, bicycles, Lego's, chess, and a new rock collection, he had a very good day...







Monday, August 26, 2013

The Big Party



Noah orchestrated his pirates vs. knights battle, including the use of his cardboard-box hide-outs. Aaron continues to describe it as "the sword-fight party" (the highest compliment). And Isaac...well, let's just say he has embraced a world that includes cake.

The boys were thrilled that Josh and I wore costumes (a pirate & princess), and that we had armaments aplenty for our guests who arrived "unprepared" (swords, homemade shields, & felt eye patches). The main activities were bouncing (a garage sale find), decorating pirate maps, hunting for treasure (think egg hunt with plastic "goblets"), and--of course--eating. All in the lovely chaos of dear friends and family and toys and squeals. Life is good.

Now--if the boys have their way--to start planning for next year... ;)

Bonding with sweet friends and family

An "authentic" menu that Noah & Aaron had carefully chosen, including hard tack (crostini), pirate cheese (baby bels), maggots (yogurt raisins), and fish (fish tacos).

The next day, when I asked the boys for their favorite part of the party, they both said the "knights and pirate cake!" Score one for Amazon + Costco.


Isaac was less certain about the prospect of a large cubic brown thing, but he was more than willing to down my piece of cake, bite by bite, while sitting on my lap.

And the after-party where they opened presents with my family...


And immediately began playing with them -- even the food everyone brought for Graceworks.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Zoo Trip #423


Reasons not to visit the Nashville Zoo the last two weeks of August...

Reasons TO visit the Zoo... staring down the giant tortoise, eating a rapidly-melting ice cream cone, brushing a post, brushing a goat (after showing him the brush = fair warning), and walking through the shady woods with two of my buds when the weather is miraculously not sweltering. #gooddays

Monday, August 12, 2013

Birthday Mania

All three of our boys have their birthdays within three weeks, and we are currently in that 3-week window. This year, it's a rather complicated window, so let me explain...or skip to the pictures. Your call.

Noah and Aaron both had a big 1st birthday party with family and friends. They also both had specific ideas of what they wanted to do for their birthdays this year. Which left us with a trilemma:
a) Do we throw a Big Party for the only member of our family who doesn't care?
b) Or do we throw The Big Party for all three but then they don't get to do what they really wanted to do for their birthdays?
c) Or do we skip The Big Party and hope Isaac never notices later on?

We looked into other options, but ultimately--being Americans--decided to err on the side of more than less. Seriously, we want to help them focus on celebrating family, friendships, and shared activities. And we just like parties. So, here's the plan we've been implementing (with their stamps of approval):

1. We throw The Big Party for Isaac but let the older boys choose the theme & activities & help blow out the candles.
2. Each boy can pick a special outing for our family and two friends to visit in honor of his birthday.
3. They only receive gifts from family members (which is plenty, trust me!). They receive food donations for Graceworks from friends at The Big Party.

Will next year be simpler? Yes. Has this year been fun already? Yes! Does it feel excessive? That's hard to avoid with three birthdays in three weeks...

The parties began with Isaac's outing to Dunkin' Donuts with his two best friends, Noah and Aaron. ;)

It continued with Noah's visit to The Lego Store with two of his cousins...


Wesley and Isaac rapt by the Star Wars Lego promo video...
Choices...

Mini-figure consultation...



Noah had been doing extra chores for months so he could pay for an upgrade on his birthday lego set. We are so proud of him for working and saving toward a goal!




Content to examine the boxes while Mommy tried on clothes.

And rewarded with some sustenance: Rocky Mt. Chocolate Factory candy apples.


Which were necessary fuel for the builders to make...
I was happily surprised when Noah chose a medieval knights set -- Aaron's obsession seems to be rubbing off on him.

Once Noah has built a set according to instructions, he pulls it apart to make his own creations. He has considered buying sets just for particular parts. So I was not surprised when he showed me a new "battle wagon" he had built. I was surprised to see it comes equipped with a "coffee machine" (Keurig - red spout, yellow mug)...

Another creation: "I'm making him as scary as possible so no one will want to fight him." ‪#‎peacemaker‬ ‪#‎sortof‬ 
A few days later, we went to Monkey Joe's - a bouncy indoor playground that Aaron says is named for Curious George (go figure) - along with two of Aaron's friends from church...



The Straight Shot, and...

The Goofballs. :)
Now, to prep for The Big Party, which Noah has been discussing with me almost non-stop for at least three weeks: details of the menu (the litmus test: Did pirates eat that?) and strategy for the games  (Knights vs. Pirates):
Who should be the first mate on my team?
Does the person who made the weapon get to use it in battle?
Will the treasure be just one big box or two for me and Aaron?
If Aaron is a knight pretending to be a pirate, will he fight the princesses or protect them?.  

And the chocolate cake with knights, which Aaron has been anticipating for even longer with this oft-repeated script:

A: Hey, Mom! I have a surprise for you!
me: Oh yeah? What is it?
A: It's a birfday! It's chocolate! And I'm going to eat it all up! (with gestures ala cookie monster)

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

School Choice

I have intentionally not written about our school choices thus far, because it is so controversial, easy to alienate someone, and likely to make me eat my words later.

I've finally changed my mind because on other issues, I have found it helpful to have a record of how we felt at a given stage, knowing we're going to feel differently at other stages. Better to share what we're currently thinking so I can later share how that thinking has evolved.

HISTORY
As with so many things, I've seen a lot of folks choose what they grew up with (or its total opposite). We're no different, so here's a little background...

When I was growing up, every time my parents moved (mostly in the northeast), they picked the school district first, then a house. Which means I grew up in good school districts. My childhood memory of school choice was that you went wherever the bus took you. Our youth group at church was a menagerie representing all of the local public schools. School was the real world - fun, challenging, uncomfortable, exciting, difficult, etc. Home and church were my havens, designed to equip and recharge me to re-enter the real world.

Josh's experience was very similar, except that he attended magnet schools in a large (and less uniformly good) urban district. His peers were more diverse and his classes were more consistently supportive and challenging.

We both had good and bad experiences at school, strong families and great churches, all of which made us feel well prepared for college, and ultimately life. Which is not to say we haven't made mistakes -- we just don't feel like we can blame them on our parents. ;)

CULTURE
Nashville has a very different culture than the places Josh and I grew up. Rather than giving you a regional sociology lesson, let me just say that most of the people we know send their kids to private school or homeschool. Yes, you read that right: we know more people who choose alternatives to public school than we do in public school. Naturally, this has given us pause. Are we really going to make a different choice than so many people we love and respect?

INTENT
The short answer is: For now, yes, because we think this is where God is leading us. Where He is leading us. These are our circumstances and priorities right now; we're not trying to say they should be yours. One of my dearest friends has just decided to send her children to an awesome private school down the street, and it has been sweet to see God confirm that decision several times. I've also read great blog posts about why families chose homeschooling. This post happens to be our story...or at least the beginning of it. And I've tried to focus on describing the priorities that have directed our decision. This is not to say children can't learn these things elsewhere -- just that we hope our children will learn them at our public school.

RATIONALE
With that in mind, the long answer on why we feel thus led is...

1) Fully Resourced: Five years ago, we moved so we'd be in a great district (#1 in the state) with strong academics and safe schools. Since then, our boys have been able to utilize amazing resources only available through our public schools. The teachers and ancillary staff are highly qualified in their areas of expertise, and the methods are heavily scrutinized. Transportation, meals, several different kinds of therapy, regular communication, and special events throughout the year are all provided by the school. Someday I may write about what all goes into an IEP, but suffice it to say for now, we are so blessed.

2) Strength from Diversity: God has given Josh and I a passion for engaging in our culture. We crave friendships with people from all walks of life and are eager to dialogue about important issues with those who disagree. It's how we learn, how we play, and a big part of how we grow in our faith and impact our community. We believe that growing up in public schools fostered this passion and helped us learn at age-appropriate stages how to live as Christians in a non-Christian world. We hope to walk with our children through these stages as they engage with new people and ideas -- especially while they're still young enough to talk with us about everything.

3) Character-Building: Our boys are growing up in a privileged culture. There's no getting around that. But public schools give them an excellent opportunity to learn that the world does not revolve around them, their desires, or their schedules. They will have to wait their turn, stand in line, help another student, and study subjects that don't particularly interest them, not to mention complete vast quantities of homework. These are all opportunities to learn obedience, patience, discipline, and self-control (fruit of the Spirit that were also recently highlighted in this NYTimes article). I even like that the building is a little worn; they need some cinder block in their lives. ;)

4) Problem-Solving: Building on #2 and #3, we believe our boys are more likely to encounter a variety of problems and people they don't relate to in the public school because it a cross-section of society, and we look forward to coaching them through these issues/relationships. Problem solving is one of the most important skills in life, and there's no better way to learn it than practice, practice, practice. I also think you can learn a lot (perhaps of a different nature) from a teacher you don't love.

5) Community-Based: I'm not sure there's a better way to get to know your community than to have kids at the local school. We're already bonding with our neighbors and our kindergartners haven't even started yet.

PRESUPPOSITIONS

-- A Moderate Bubble: We recognize the need to protect our children from inappropriate problems. I've talked to a number of parents in our area, and so far, I haven't heard of any issues in the schools that scare me. Besides, this is the generation that they are growing up with, the world in which they will be living and making choices for the rest of their lives. If they can't handle the issues that arise for their age group in this relatively affluent, conservative town, we've got bigger problems...

-- Ultimately Safe: We are very active in a church we love, and we live out our faith (warts and all) with our children. Between our church family and our immediate family, we are committed to  discipling our children. At the same time--and especially knowing our consistent frailty as parents--we are confident that God will work in the lives of our children, drawing them to Himself in unique ways that we can only imagine, despite or because of whatever mistakes we're making. i.e. I don't believe their eternal destiny depends on which school they attend.

-- Nothing's Permanent: We'll just have to see how our kids react. If one of our kids were to grow secretive, distant, uncommunicative, intensely rebellious, or had critical needs that the school could not meet, we would of course consider all of our options. i.e. I reserve the right to take back any or all of the above. ;)

HERE WE GO
Aaron attended our public school last year, and it was a great experience for all of us. Tonight was Noah's "Meet the Teacher," where we also met his classmates, their parents, and several neighbors. Afterward, a couple families in our neighborhood with kindergartners came over to our house for pizza. It all felt SO GOOD. Despite my best efforts, we've been living in too small a bubble for the past few years, and I've been eager for the expanded community that would come once the boys started public school. Tonight got me (and the boys) even more excited. I'll let you know how it goes...

Friday, August 2, 2013

No Longer Zero

Last week may have been his first birthday, and next week will likely be his last nursing, but today Isaac officially left infancy behind: he got a big-boy haircut. One of many milestones he's passed this summer, presented in random order because it's too much trouble to rearrange them...
Aug 1: I have learned from my first two that lollipops attract hair, so this time we used a smoothie as his tether, and it worked like a charm. No tears, unless you count mine... (jk)
July 25: The t.p. mess...another right of passage.
June 13: Like eating/wearing your first spaghetti and meatballs...


July 18: Or getting possessive when your friend's in your seat...

July 25: Discovering trains...

July 18: Pulling up to stand and then... Yikes! Put that camera down and rescue me, Mommy!

June 30: Exploring with Daddy...
July 11: Traumatizing Mommy during her showers...
July 9: Preferring sheltered spaces (or obstacle courses, depending on your perspective)...
 
May 29: Crawling! Everywhere...

June 19: Playing with bowls and cups at Mommy's feet in the kitchen...

Waking up to presents on July 24th!


Followed by his first donut (glazed munchkin), whole.


I cannot say enough about what a joy it is to have Isaac in our lives. When he's tired, he'll find me and sit back on his heels with his arms up so I'll pick him up. Then, he'll lean into me with his head against my chest and suck his thumb. It's heavenly. When he meets someone new, he'll turn his head slightly away and peak out the side with a little smile on his face -- it's like someone taught him how to act coy (not me - promise). He laughs easily (especially at Noah, who LOVES to play with "his twin" as Noah calls him), and he never stays unhappy long (especially if I have the Ergo handy). 

He'll eat almost anything, and when he's done, you know partially because he does the "all done" sign with his hands and partially because he then throws it on the floor -- his first infraction that has required consistent discipline. He usually takes one long and one short nap each day and is wonderfully flexible about when those naps occur -- especially because I can transfer him from the carseat to the crib and HE WILL KEEP SLEEPING (hallelujah!).

As with each of our children, it is hard to let go of him being our literal baby, but it is miraculous to see him growing and becoming and revealing who he is.

June 13
 
July 25
We love you SOOOO much, Isaac! Happy First Birthday!

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