Tuesday, April 27, 2010
It is with great sorrow that we share with you the news that Stanley I. Greenspan, M.D. died on April 27, 2010. Dr. Greenspan was the Founder and Chairman of the Interdisciplinary Council on Developmental and Learning Disorders (ICDL), founding member and past board president of Zero To Three: National Center for Infants,Toddlers, and Families and former director of the National Institute of Mental Health’s Clinical Infant Developmental Program and Mental Health Study Center. As the world's foremost authority on clinical work with infants and young children with developmental and emotional problems, his work continues to guide parents, professionals and researchers all over the world.
Memorial contributions may be made to the Stanley Greenspan Memorial Scholarship fund, established by the Greenspan family to support future leaders in the field of infant mental health and developmental disorders, currently enrolled or applying to the ICDL Graduate School. Applications for this scholarship will be made available online soon.
Ok, so I woke up a wee-bit crabby and under the weather. I did the typical morning routine with the quickie glance at Facebook and email, and there it was... the link to the Mother Words blog. A winner had been chosen. And it was ME!!!
My frown went upside down.
Funny how something so small and silly can just brighten your day, ehe?
Saturday, April 24, 2010
|Showing off his Saturday morning puzzle skills|
The J-man was sitting in bed with us watching Veggie Tales. Now, we used to watch the Veggies regularly, but stopped a while back because they "lost their luster" for the J-man. But today, in an effort to get another 15 minutes of oh-so-precious-Saturday-morning-sleep, I popped in Lyle the Kindly Viking, and hoped for the best. And as the strands of music for the opening number of Lyle started (it is a musical Veggies, for those uninitiated), Jonathan started to sing. Not every word, not by a long shot, but first one word.... then another... and then anticipating the next word, another. By the third word my hubby and I were awake and looking at each other with shocked awe.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
In fact, I can sum up what I know about homeschooling by referring you to the TLC show "19 Kids and Counting" with the famous Duggar family. That's it.
I have always been a huge champion of Public Schooling. I, myself, am a fine product of the public schools. And my family and my husband and his family. I have never been a huge fan of private schools. When I lived in Virginia it always just felt like another way to segregate, because only people with money can go to private schools. Don't have to hang out with the riff-raff poor, and certainly don't have to pass bills to pay for that public school funding. I don't know, it just always bugged me a little. Religious schools were a little different. I could get how a family might want to immerse their child in a religious education. But, again, I have always believed that educating children in an atmosphere accepting of differences and tolerance was a good thing, and again... the whole segregation thing.... well, private school just never was my thing.
And Homeschooling? Well, that was what people who were too paranoid to go to private school did. It seemed really really fringe.
I am a member of multiple special-needs child message boards and websites. And regardless of whether the children have autism, learning disabilities, speech delays, or other significant medical and developmental needs, I have noticed one consistent trend....many of them are homeschooling their children.
I mean, A LOT!
Based on the stories I read, it is largely due to an overwhelming sense of frustration with the school systems, especially related to getting appropriate services for their child. There is this general sense of acknowledgement by these parents that the school either:
A) are not up to the task, or
B) don't care about their child's needs or even understand them, or
C) won't listen to and partner with parents, or
D) all of the above.
So they pull their children out, teach themselves to be teachers, and take on schooling at home. And although I am still a fan of the public school system, and although I believe they can be great, I sorta get these parents.
I guess you can only fight so many fights before you can't fight those fights anymore.
What I wonder is this: Do school districts care that these families have so little faith in them that they choose to do it themselves? Do the administrators worry? Do they reflect at all on what their mission is and how they have lost the faith of these families? Or do they chalk it up to "crazy parents"?
I don't know, but it worries me. There is a lot that is wrong with the educational system, and people WAY smarter than me can discuss it ad nausem. But I want to believe that at its core it is still good. And slowly, my faith is being tested.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Now, for those of you who don't Haiku, it is a three lined poem with lines of 5-7-5 syllables. Here is my submission (and my first ever Haiku):
My heart left my chest
In tiny jeans and t-shirt
Walks around, exposed
I submitted another one as well, but you will have to go over to Mother Words to see that one.
So, do you Haiku? If so, you have until Friday to submit your own. Or just cheer for me!
Oh, and two big thumbs up on her class. If you have any desire to write, it is well worth your time, mommas!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Just wanted to let you know we have a new website: http://www.thecrackandthelight.com/
I believe that the old site will redirect you to this site for a while, but then it will go away (in about a month). So if you have us in your favorites, change it! And keep coming back!!! We love our friends!
Monday, April 19, 2010
It was that day I really felt something was wrong with the J-man.
It was an ugly day.
Not only had he never done anything like that, he had no interest. And lemme tell you, that day I tried. It was then that I really realized something was amiss. Now, one could say I jumped the gun. Not even one year old. But I think when a mother feels something is off, she is probably right.
And you know our story up to now....
So now, when J-man flutters his hands like twinkly stars to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle, it feels like magic. Like a blessing. Like I can breathe.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Despite some of the frustrations, disappointments, and worries, there is something about being J-man's mom that is absolutely wonderful. As his mom, I don't... I cannot.... ignore the small moments of wonder, or newness. Of discovery. Those moments just appear like magic and they have such strange purpose and beauty.
J-man learned to flush the toilet yesterday. He tried to put the shampoo bottle down the toilet, but Daddy caught him... with this sly look on his face.
J-man learned to get in and out of the tub yesterday. He crawled in and out, over and over. He streaked through the house, his little bum wiggling wiggling wiggling as he was giggling giggling giggling.
J-man did not want to put his jammie shirt on, so he took it off and (not knowing I was watching) hid it in my drawer. When I questioned him as to the location of his shirt, he sneaked a look over at the drawer, grinned, and ran away.
And last night, as I sang "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" while flickering the lights on and off, he raised his hands up and fluttered them like little stars and used his voice to "sing along". For the first time.
Small moments that might get forgotten (or not even noticed) by others.
But not me.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
But I think I got it now.
So here is a video of the J-man finishing up a new puzzle. It is a 48 piece SpongeBob SquarePants puzzle. Note the "tongue of pride" that comes out at the end.
Yeah, be impressed.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
J-man loves this show. The music is jazzy, the action fun, lots of singing and general silliness. He loves it.
We have a few episodes recorded, and my hubby called me at work to tell me this story. Apparently, they were snuggling on the sofa watching one episode in which the concept word was "Tight". In one scene, Mop is tucking Bob the Ball, Little Cup, and the Shoe Girls into bed. ( I didn't say the show made sense ) As she is tucking them in, she tucks each one "tight tight tight". At the moment, J-man grabs my hubby's arm and wraps it around him, saying "tigh, tigh tigh".
Awwww.... cute right?
Oh it gets better. About an hour later, at bedtime, my hubby is laying the J-man down. J-man pulls on his hand to bring him down and says "tiss" (kiss). Daddy gives him his kiss. And then he pulls him down again and says "tigh, tigh, tigh".
He wanted him to tuck him in!!!!
Tight Tight Tight!!
I know!!!! To take that concept, keep it in his brain, say the words, and use it in context!!!! After only one viewing.
God, I just love him.