Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Being Cool

Ok, I'm very attached to my children. I've loved co-sleeping with them as infants and both kids love cuddling with us and being close. I love seeing the kids grow and learn but I'm not always ready for what it means.  A few months ago I took Xavier to a birthday party for his friend and the mom told me I didn't need to stay. I looked around and sure enough, the only other mom there (of something like 17 kids) was a mom with a toddler in the bunch. Actually, I was surprised that no one else had stayed.  I assumed it was still protocol to hang out in the background and admire the kids and the party and help out if needed. I think I was bugging the mom in charge because she told me several times I could go out and get a soda or something but I stayed at the party anyway (I mean, really, 17 kids in a public fun center is a lot of kids to keep track of and Xavi was only four), but I realized that pretty soon I would need to just drop him off at events like that. The mom eventually gave up and let me help and even thanked me later.  Xavier was glad I stayed, too, so I felt like it was a good decision.  Still, things are slowly changing and it makes a mom's heart stretch and hurt a little.  I'm glad August is here so I get to do "mom and me" swim time this summer.  Right now, Xavi blows me kisses and gives me hugs as he goes into his preschool class but I wonder if that will even last through kindergarten?I'm making more of these blowing kisses and mom and me minutes count.  Our children are only children for a very, very short time.
Xavier pretending to be the roofers in the background.  He made me ask them for some wood, then he pulled out my tools and went at it, hammering nails, etc.  So fun!

 Now that Xavier, excuse me, Xav, is turning five he is watching and imitating his friends a lot.  Mom is still very, very cool.  (Whew!) But he often says things his friends do and especially wears things that others in his class do.  One day I saw him looking at himself in our long mirror and posing several ways. He told me it was "cool" to unzip your jacket and have your mouth open. (I bet you didn't know that looks cool, either, did you?).  Soon after, he was choosing clothes to wear to school like a sweater vest because another kid in the class (Fikrat, pronounced Fee-crat...cool name, huh!) wears one.  The funny thing is, X came out of his room just wearing the sleeveless vest, no shirt underneath.  I convinced him to wear a shirt and he came back from school announcing that I was right!  Fikrat did wear a shirt under his vest!

 Xavier is also experimenting with his name, which hardly anyone ever says right anyway.  We intended it to be pronounced Zay-vee-er, right? Well, most people say Ex-zay-vee-er, which is fine because even Xavier sometimes calls himself that.  Right now he's in a phase where he wants to be "Xav".  He corrects my emails if they have "Xavier" in it. His teachers told me he was "X-Ray" a few weeks ago and signed his name that way on the roll.  Funny kid! I love him.

Xavier loves taking pictures.  Here are some of our favorites he's done recently.  Joe calls this group "Doorknobs by Xavier":
















 





Meanwhile, August is just zooming along in babyhood.  She's a much faster crawler now and she's getting her two bottom teeth (I will miss her huge gummy smile but not the crankiness or wakeful nights).  She's interested in whatever we're eating, so this week she's tried bits of okra, cucumber, pickle, strawberry, milk, Wheaties, and Cheerios.  Her reaction to most new foods is to make a face and spit out anything chunky. She did like the milk, cucumber and pickle today, though! I love this baby. She's such a great part of our family.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Hoppy Easter!

I've decided Easter is not the time to plan for family photos.  We tend to be jinxed on Easter weekend so if we happen to get a good photo, great!  If not, well, it was the jinx.  Remember X with a big goose egg on his forehead one year?  This year, all four of us are sick.  Sinus infections, bronchitis, tonsillitis, coughs, fevers, body aches, and sneezes. So, you might think your picture is going to look like this...



and peek-a-boo!  

One sneeze later, the picture looks like this!


(okay, it may not have been exactly one sneeze later...different outfit...but you get the idea)

We've still been able to have some holiday fun even with all the germs.  

We decorated eggs and Xavi was so creative!  He pulled things out of his art box and it was the first time I'd ever seen eggs decorated with glitter glue and googly-eyes. We also made fun stripes by putting thin and thick rubber bands on eggs.


Since I'm continually a new mom with everything Xavi does, I'm always learning what I forget to tell him.  This Easter was no exception.  At finding his Easter basket, he exclaimed, "I didn't know the Easter Bunny gave you prizes!"  That's when parents think, Oh wait, what was he expecting? and What could we have gotten away with?  Just candy?  Just hiding eggs?  I have a hard time deciding how to handle all of the "magical" holidays so I tend not to explain things unless I have to. According to Xavier, who I just asked, he thought the Easter bunny might put ice cream in the basket and stick it in the freezer or "put stuff in it and hide it".  I guess the "stuff" wasn't necessarily things like My First MadLibs book or a Penguins of Madagascar DVD or a Joseph Smith and Angel Moroni toy like he found in it this morning.  :)

 The Easter bunny at our house did get a kick out of making a trail of jellybean "poop" (thank you movie "Hop")  to both of the kids' Easter baskets, one strapped to the highchair & the other mixed into Xavi's "robot" (a bunch of odds and ends from around the house all carefully arranged although looking very messy that is actually a robot invention that X is so proud of that I can't possibly be mean enough tell him to clean it up, at least for a few days!)  



 We finished off with a delicious German pancake breakfast made by Joe and an Easter egg hunt outside.





HAPPY EASTER!


Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Ten Things I Love

1. Super husband!
2. Super kid!
3. Super baby!
4. the car starting
5. being part of the excitement when kids learn new things
6. the smell of freshly baked (or baking) bread wafting through the house
7. X's inventions
8. a clean  kitchen sink (i.e.empty of dishes)
9. sleep...
10. books, especially children's books

 August's first time on a swing

 Chef Xavier and his assistant

 Daddy-daughter time

 Lego time
 & 
Sharing his costumes and toys with friend, Austin
Mom & "baby girl"

Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Difference Between Boys & Girls...their brains!

Did you know that even a simple thing like rotating an object is accomplished the same by males and females but brain scans show that they are accomplished using very different brain pathways?  Did you know that the female brain actually shrinks when pregnant?!  Or that female brains have "mirror neurons" that mean we can observe and imitate hand gestures, body postures, breathing rates, etc. of other people? Did you know that hitting a soccer ball with your head (especially when little) can actually give you brain damage?!

I've been learning about the differences between the brains of boys and girls and how it affects everything we do, what and how we perceive life, etc. It is fascinating and explains how non-invasive brain scans have changed what we can know about males and females.  I definitely suffer from fuzzy mom brain, stress and overprotectiveness and this is explained SO well in the book, The Female Brain by Louann Brizendine. If you have a study group this is a great book for conversation. It goes through the changes of the female brain from birth through the different stages of life and is so helpful for understanding yourself! Make your husbands read it, too!

 For anyone raising a boy, I would suggest reading The Minds of Boys by Michael Gurian. I read this to prepare for a literacy event at work.  We had a before and after school "Dads & Donuts" event (which turned out overwhelmingly successful!) where dads, uncles, brothers, or any other male figure came to the school to read with their student/child and eat donuts together.  I'd never seen so many men in the school!  We had over 800 donuts and still ran out. It was really cute to see the dads being all nervous but they did great.  

Here is what I learned and summarized for parents about helping boys be successful at school (and home):

All boys are different but all boys’ brains have similar needs for successful learning.

 * Boys need more physical space to work and play; let them spread out to do projects and homework.

*Boys do well with singular tasks; help them avoid multi-tasking & let them focus. Ask them to do one thing at a time or list separate tasks on paper.

*Boys need 'brain breaks' between tasks; allow at least 60 seconds of transition time for boys to react to requests.

*Boys hear less well and rely less on verbal input; adjust your voice tone when making requests, try a three-prong approach (eye contact, arm touch, words), or have them repeat your instructions 3x.

*Boys depend on their vision; read books with lots of pictures and provide good lighting during homework time.

*Boys need physical movement to learn; let them squeeze a ball while reading or listening to books, and allow walking around to do homework tasks and reading.

*Boys rely on counting; link tasks to math, such as asking them to set the table for 5 people.

*Boys need more sensory-tactile experiences; use objects to explain things, put items on walls or shelves that they can rearrange (magnets, pull-off calendars, blocks)

*Boys need more spatial-mechanical connection; provide non-fiction books about how things work, or things they can take apart, put together, measure, or figure out.

*Boys have a low threshold for failure; boys feel it is not “manly” to fail and may give up if tasks are too hard; create plenty of opportunities for success by breaking up tasks and praising real effort.

*Boys need more sound (and make more noise!); listen to a variety of music and allow dramatic play.

*Boys need more outdoor learning; bring the outside in during winter months with ant farms, plant life, and books about the outdoors.

After reading about the huge brain differences in males and females, it definitely makes me wish I could see a scan of my own brain to learn about myself better.  Maybe that will be something they do more often for people  in the future. I wonder how expensive brain scans are anyway...?  :)

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Blog Backlog - November 2010

In November, baby was thankful for her Minnie Mouse t-shirt & handmade hat to wear to Disneyland (or maybe I was more thankful for those and the baby was just happy to be held...)

We were thankful Neen had fun crafts to make, like turkeys and scarecrows!

X was thankful for his cousin who thought up great things to do.  I think he was also thankful for his hands to cover his ears because this particular thing was loud! 


X & Z were grateful for the pile of leaves to play with! 

X was thankful for the chance to mail a letter to Santa & to see  Bass Pro Shop. The other week, he told me he was going to wear his "fish" sweater every day and he wouldn't take it off until he got to go back to that store because it was so cool.  Thankfully, that thought didn't last the night.  Whew. 

Z is a natural on that cat!

 
We were thankful for cousin set #2 to get to know each other!

 We were thankful for the Magic Kingdom...

 the teacups...

 Jedi training camp...
 these guys...

and photo ops!
We had a great Thanksgiving in sunny CA!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Amendment

Okay, truly we are not poor. We have been blessed with amazing family, jobs we enjoy (most days), loyal friends, and more than plenty of toys and gadgets in our house to play with.  I know that there are many people who are in truly dire circumstances and my food poems would probably make them laugh at what feels hard to me occasionally.  Sometimes I chomp at the bit with impatience.  It just feels like we should be able to do everything on our own at this stage in our lives.

If I ever feel poor, I take a look around and think back to one of my college roommates who invited me to her family's home for dinner one time.  I have never seen a house so bare or a family so skinny! They literally had nothing in their house but a table, a few chairs, and a few plates and utensils.  There was a box to sit on and maybe a small TV.  During the meal, older kids went and washed dishes and utensils so that all the kids could get a chance to eat the mac & cheese.  When I commented on how warm their house was and mentioned that my dad liked keeping the thermometer low, the little kids piped up that they only had the heat on because I was visiting.  It was a humbling experience and a great way for me to keep perspective now.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Poor is...food

After reading "Hate That Cat" by Creech, which is an entire book written as a journal in poem form, I wanted to try it a little myself.  I guess I've thought a lot about food this month.  This set of 13 short poems reflects my thoughts on the pros and cons of life on a tight budget.  Things may have been a bit tighter than I've been used to... :) 

12/27
Poor is
taking 
so
much
food from
you
grandma.


You say we
rotate
your
food storage well
okay
then
can we take
this too?
stuff it
in the
suit case
so she won't. see we took
too
many. she gives
 us 
more. hugs

Poor is
embarrassed.
gree-dy,
grateful.

1/8
Poor is making
soup in
a jar.
Lentils.
Spices.
Fiber.

Poor is
ideas.

1/16
Poor is
proctoring,
accep-ting
xtra
positions.
Add-ing
responsibility.

Poor is
opportunity.

1/18
Poor is
being
six dollars
over childcare
subsidy. Denied.
Good
luck.Work
hard
e
r.

Poor is
fighting.

1/23
Poor is
making food from
scratch.
Omitting.
eggs
Substituting. 
powders
Chili.
Cookies.
Waffle mix.

Poor is
time! 

1/24
Poor is
what?
only
butter
and milk and
half-empty condiments?

Poor is
empty.

1/25
Poor is
your 
son dancing
when he
sees
bread
eggs
yogurt
in
the refrigerator.

Poor is
guilt.

1/26
Poor is
using 
up gift
cards.
Birthday
pizza. from
October. Thank you
brother!

Poor is
joy!

1/27
Poor is
m
i
s
s
ing
organic
blue corn chips
hummus
beach sun

Poor is
nostalgic.

1/28
Poor is
McDonalds
as
the
o
n
l
y
reward.

Poor is
fattening.

1/30
Poor is
having 12
cans 
of 
tuna
and
15 cans of
kidney beans 
to try and
make
a
meal. 

Poor is
creativity.


1/31
Poor is
eating
food
samplers in
bulk.
Those were 
just
appetizers, you say?
Delicious.
Thank you.
We'll leave now.

Poor is
devouring.

2/1
Poor is
over
looked,
husband
skip.p.i.n.g 
lunch
to
save
a
buck.

Poor is
sacrifice. I
love. you
wake
me
up next time
to make you lunch. At
least take
the
package
of ramen.
New
flavor even!

Poor is a
learning 
experience.
No need to
rinse and repeat.