Saturday, February 28, 2009

It's the final countdown!

As Regan mentioned Saturday was to be my LAST day for the yearbook.  However, we still have not finished.  I cannot wait until next year when I can instruct students starting from day one.

While Regan and Darby went to a bowling birthday-Scout went to the school with me and helped out as best she could.  She was able to keep laughter and joy in the room, until she passed out on the floor.

The Final Stretch!

Elanna finishes her yearbook today!! Meanwhile, Darby and I are preparing to head out and do some bowling!! Real bowling, not wii bowling, thanks to a double birthday party!!

I will be editing the majority of my portfolio today and tomorrow while staring at the end of the long National Board Certification journey. I have only one last Entry to accomplish...

Last Wednesday it was amazing outside, and we all headed out to the fabulous Fink Park for some hang time! Check out Darby's skills!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Legos and more legos.

Learning never ends.

I never thought being a mother could be so satisfying and enjoyable.  So much pleasure comes from watching Darby and Scout learn new things and watching them develop.  

Darby can recognize all his letters, recognize and name all the planets, and recognize colors and shapes.  We are still working on all his numbers.  

Scout is starting to form words and mimics everything we say or do.

My favorite thing is to watch Darby and Scout play together.  Darby loves to build with his Legos, which is great for his motor skills.  He is very particular and every lego must be absolutely perfect.  So, normally, when Scout starts to get involved-it becomes a fight.  Scout is very messy and like to destroy Darby's work.  So, you can only imagine the chaos that occurs.

However, this morning has been wonderful, and our children have been precious!  I love the learning that happens through corporation and positive reinforcement. 

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Could have been worse.

For those of you who know, Darby has always had an on again-off again problem with his breathing.  We are all to familiar with breathing treatments and steroids to help his bronchial tubes.  Most of the time, we are quick to recognize the problem and start treatments right away before it gets to bad.

However, Wednesday night Darby was worse than ever before.  We were almost past the point of breathing treatments and headed straight to the hospital.

Luckily after back to back treatments, we were able to get Darby's breathing back to normal.  The next day I took him to our pediatrician to discover his oxygen flow is at 90%.  Darby has trouble releasing the air from his lungs because his tubes do not have the strength to open and release the air.

We are slowly getting his breathing back to normal.  Once we finish the treatment, he says, "Sissy's turn?"

I am so extremely grateful that Darby is not in the hospital.  A friend of ours daughter ended up in the hospital with a series of misdiagnosis-one including breathing treatments.  So-our thoughts are with her and her family!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

The six-word memoir.

As most of you know, Regan and I do not celebrate Valentine's Day.  We both feel it is a commercialized holiday-spending money on unnecessary things.

Every year, Regan has an anti-Valentine's Day party for his English classes.  He always reads the same short story, and the students analyze and discuss the story.  I expected him to continue with the tradition.

However, this year Regan was inspired by NPR-thanks to Ernest Hemingway, who was once asked to write a full story in six words.  He responded, "For Sale: baby shoes, never worn."

NPR aired a story title, "Six-Word Memoirs: Life Stories Distilled."  The story was brilliant, and the book Not Quite What I Was Planning has been fun to read.

SO THIS YEAR-Regan did something new.  His students wrote six-word memoirs for their anti-Valentine's Day party.  Of course in the spirit of this new discovery, Regan and I also wrote our six-word memoirs as well...for each other.

Three syllables that keep me breathing.     ~ Regan
Found love in him. Gained treasures.     ~Elanna

I don't think of this as celebrating "V-Day."  I think of this as celebrating the art of words.

Here are some of my favorite!

He's the cheese to my macaroni.   ~JUNO

  ~George Saunders

I still make coffee for two.     ~Zak Nelson

Open road, no map.  Great Scenery.     ~Tom Gabbay

Girlfriend is pregnant, my husband said.     ~Shonna Mac Donald

I fell far from the tree.     ~Rebecca Stadolnik

Friday, February 6, 2009

Wow-what a busy week!

It has been awhile since I last posted anything, but we have been incredibly busy now that everything is back to "normal."

Regan has been working hard on National Boards, and I am trying to get this Yearbook finished-on time!  Meanwhile, the kiddos have been relieving the stress by acting silly and interacting with each other.  Regan and I just sit and watch them-they are so adorable.

When we do have free time, we like to play the Wii.  Darby enjoys watching us bowl, and Scout always wants to sit on the Wii Fit board.  So, Wednesday when we asked Darby if he wanted to go bowling-he immediately went to turn on the TV.  However, our neighbor was having his birthday at a REAL bowling alley.  Of course, Darby was confused until we actually arrived and walked into the bowling alley.  The gloves were off, and away he went.

He never really cared about knocking the pins over.  He just wanted to roll the ball down the lane-every time.  It is very difficult explaining *turns* to a two-year-old.   Scout just enjoyed walking around and running away from everyone she knew.  If we would pick her up, she would fight us to get back down and run.

Thursday night, I had to put in a long day at work and take photos of the basketball games (4 to be exact).  So, I decided to walk home and have Darby and Steph (my neighbor's daughter) come with me.  He LOVED being at the game: playing, running, getting his head stuck between the bars...Yes, at one point my son was the child that got his head stuck in-between the bars.  Yes, I said in-between the bars.  I thought that only happened in the movies?!?!   

Once we finished with photos, I let Darby run around in the school halls.  You would have thought he had died and gone to Heaven.  I got a kick out of watching him act so silly and writing all over my board.

Scout stayed home with daddy.  She was healing from her surgery-tubes.  Maybe this means Regan and I will finally get some sleep.