Well, I will admit that I am a blogging slacker. Seriously. Why have a blog if you only update it once a year? Good grief.
I can't even attempt to try and recap everything that has happened in the past 6ish months. It would be feeble. However, we have had a MAJOR change in the household this past week: Little Man is officially a kindergarten student.
I have to say that so far, I have handled the reality of the situation pretty well. The first day of school, Daddy Mac and I packed up the vancar with our kindy and 4th grade students and hauled them across town to their school.
The school has staff located all over the place to greet students and help direct lost looking families to their correct classrooms. Little Man was more than happy to return their "Good Mornings" with a "Hi! My name is Little Man! I am a kindergartner!" He said it to each and every staff member we encountered. Upon arrival to his new class, he said "Good Morning, Mrs. B.! I am a kindergartner!" A few snaps later with the camera and he was set.
We did walk Goosey Lou up to the third floor where the fourth grade congregates. This was a much quicker process. I managed to snap one last pic before she hit the hallway to gossip with the BFFs.
I cried all the way home. Daddy Mac was no help at all. The Tennessee Grandparents were visiting so I really did not have a chance to process what had just happened....until they left. Holy smokes, it was super quiet around the house.
I don't know what this means for Mama Mac. I feel a bit lost at what my role will be from 8 AM - 3 PM. Going back to a full time job is not an option. Daddy Mac would like for me to hold the course for a while and see what will happen.
Monday is going to be a difficult day for this mama who is preparing for her babies to fly one day...
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Strategies for Math
At the dinner table this week, Daddy Mac had asked Goosey Lou how her school day was. Her standard answer lately has been "Fine" followed by "the usual" when asked what happened.
So Daddy Mac prodded her a bit and asked what she had learned in math that day. Goosey recited that her class had reviewed multiplication and addition strategies. Trying to drag conversation out of her, he asked what strategies were. She explained that they were ways to solve a problem.
Daddy Mac launched into a talk about how in battle, you can attack the opponent, or in this case the math problem, directly or you can go around it or you can do both.
Goosey sat for a minute and then replied, "I think that every single student I know would just prefer the 'go around it' strategy and move on..."
Pretty clever.
So Daddy Mac prodded her a bit and asked what she had learned in math that day. Goosey recited that her class had reviewed multiplication and addition strategies. Trying to drag conversation out of her, he asked what strategies were. She explained that they were ways to solve a problem.
Daddy Mac launched into a talk about how in battle, you can attack the opponent, or in this case the math problem, directly or you can go around it or you can do both.
Goosey sat for a minute and then replied, "I think that every single student I know would just prefer the 'go around it' strategy and move on..."
Pretty clever.
Aliens and Sisters
Little Man is exponentially learning and understanding things. He listens and ponders and has started to form thoughtful questions concerning his world. We had the following conversation in the car this week:
LM: Mama? I need to ask you a question. Goosey Lou told me something and I want you to tell me if it true.
Me: OK. What did she tell you?
LM: Mama? Goosey says she is an alien.
Me:
LM: She told me that she is an alien, mama? Is that true?
Me: No. She is not an alien. She was probably trying to tell you that the word "alien" means "stranger". For example, if we went to another country like France, then we would be aliens to their customs, language, etc.
LM: No. She meant REAL-LIVE-ALIEN from outer space.
Me: Well, she is not an alien from outer space.
LM: Are their aliens from outer space.
Me: I don't think so.
LM: I think so.
Me: Why would you think that there are aliens from outer space? (Thinking that he saw something on TV or from playing with kids.)
LM: You just said that there were aliens from France. You told me.
LM: My sister is an alien.
Later, when I spoke with his sister about the alien conversation, she informed me that she was trying to "expand his vocabulary" and taught him that another word for 'stranger' was 'alien'. She said it took multiple times for him to grasp it. I told her that he did not grasp it. He thinks she is an alien.
She looked somber and shook her head..."Maybe we should stick with the basics."
LM: Mama? I need to ask you a question. Goosey Lou told me something and I want you to tell me if it true.
Me: OK. What did she tell you?
LM: Mama? Goosey says she is an alien.
Me:
LM: She told me that she is an alien, mama? Is that true?
Me: No. She is not an alien. She was probably trying to tell you that the word "alien" means "stranger". For example, if we went to another country like France, then we would be aliens to their customs, language, etc.
LM: No. She meant REAL-LIVE-ALIEN from outer space.
Me: Well, she is not an alien from outer space.
LM: Are their aliens from outer space.
Me: I don't think so.
LM: I think so.
Me: Why would you think that there are aliens from outer space? (Thinking that he saw something on TV or from playing with kids.)
LM: You just said that there were aliens from France. You told me.
LM: My sister is an alien.
Later, when I spoke with his sister about the alien conversation, she informed me that she was trying to "expand his vocabulary" and taught him that another word for 'stranger' was 'alien'. She said it took multiple times for him to grasp it. I told her that he did not grasp it. He thinks she is an alien.
She looked somber and shook her head..."Maybe we should stick with the basics."
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