Sunday, September 25, 2016

the music of life

In the dark, over the music, I lean in and yell in BC's ear, "We have paid for a really good life for our kid." He smiles back and begins laughing, "Yes, we have. We've paid a lot for it."
We are downtown in a "club" on a busy SLC weekend. Not only is it LDS conference weekend but the circus is in town. Over the work-week summer crashed close, floor routines were hammered out, parent-teacher conferences thinned the parent bench, and a tornado touched down in a state not known for such things. 
For us, the weekend has been about Region One camp followed by a private CINDERS concert. The girls have no idea that rotating between clinics and classes as if there were rides at an amusement park is not normal.  
And here they are on a Saturday night after working out all weekend rocking out in an all girl dance party with their parents in the room, dancing and watching and egging them on. They don't know or just don't care....
It's not just because they are young- some of them, a lot of them are in high school. It is because they are gloriously protected from a lot of outside forces that would tell them they and their world is not enough. 
But it's not the gym that does this. It's all them, it's Team. 
 Team is like gravity.  
It keeps you grounded. 
It holds you together when you might others wise fall apart.
It reminds you where you stand.
And they stand strong together. 
With their parents & siblings, and their coaches cheering them on.
We are lucky to have found this place.
Lucky that this place has made it possible for us to buy our way in.
While the Little Giants go marching conquering their world, earning their way.
All the way through (well at least until 9:30 PM).

Thursday, September 22, 2016

transitioning from home to home school





Our favorite ways to transition from home to homeschooling:

1. Reading together. One reason I love this one is it checks off a major daily goal right off the bat "READ EVERY DAY".  We start the day feeling like we have already accomplished something valuable- and we have! Plus when start with reading it really helps to draw our focus away from all the other distractions. It never fails to set the school day off to a great start! 

2. Watching a documentary or listening to a radio program. This one can be a bit tricky because it is often how we end a school day.  But the right program can help us settle into a school day as well as transition out of it. These days tend to be quieter, slower days, often filled with deep study, baking, and lots of art. 

3. Playing games!  Never fails to get Beach going.  She loves playing games.  They usually foster a more dynamic day of learning.  Which translates into a day that includes a game between every subject.

  4. Setting up a "homework table" with a start time. This means setting up her books and supplies on the kitchen table and setting a time that school will start that day.  When it is time to start we put on some music, dish up a small snack, a cup of tea or a glass of lemonade, and hit the books. Typically a school day that starts like this is a short day or a day to finish odds and ends before moving on to new projects. 

5. Taking a walk. Some days we need to walk away and return to transition from home to school.  When this happens it is often because neither of us knows what we want to do with a day or one or the other of us is in a bad mood (happens).  A walk around our neighborhood or local nature preserves is the perfect way to reset and get on the same page.


Monday, September 19, 2016

bring home the blues, reds, and whites

 The State Fair closed last night that means today is pick up day. 
Pick up all your photos, your ribbons, 
and your money! 
Nice work, kid! 

that moment...

...when your mom finds a nearly intact deer leg on the hike and you begin to understand the exact quality in her that got her kicked out anatomy lab when she was in college.

A sense of humor that would have the mother of 4 kids lean down over the piglet on the tray wave it's little leg at the struggling nursing student standing beside her and whisper, "Please don't hurt me." Causing the nursing student to run from the room vomiting.

Not all moms are created equal.