The three year old is really into learning her letters and how to read lately. That may have something to do with the dangling carrot of not getting an American Girl Doll until she can read their books. Regardless, she's diggin' it. And much like potty training, a parent does not want to miss that window.
I made a super quick and free alphabet game for her yesterday.
I stuck cardboard alphabet stickers that she already had onto cotton swabs we already had in our craft drawer. Then I grabbed a paper plate and stuck a pen into it to make the 26 holes and wrote out the letters on the plate. Here you go Cupcake, learn and enjoy...
Finding Five Fulfilling
Prayerfully my musings on an over-scheduled life with five children can be a place for humor, commiserating, and inspiration for parents.
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Educational Dilemma for the Academically Successful Child
Good gravy that title sounds as dry as an over-cooked rotisserie chicken. Please notice the title does not say "intelligent" child. Intelligence comes in all shapes and forms and being academically successful is not the only measure of intelligence. I am a citizen and parent who believes in academic choices. Ever throw a large dinner party with more than 20 people? When I do I need to have gluten-free options, vegan options, dairy-free options, and still some child will just want a single hot dog. If we respect the variety of stomachs and taste buds, why wouldn't you respect the variety of learning types, academic challenges, and social needs of each growing little body? Our house has it's own unique set of challenges when it comes to education.
When my husband and I met I was working on a second degree in Education (my first degree is in Communications with a minor in marketing). We got married and had three children while I was still a teacher. I then stepped back from teaching because day care would have been as much as a mortgage. My husband has a degree in English and was a high school teacher before we met. I was a middle school teacher who focused some years on Social Studies and some years on Literature. Our boys have all picked up on reading quickly and by first grade they fell into the advanced reader category. Braggy McBraggerson here is just trying to provide a base line of where I'm coming from. Today my oldest is in sixth grade with a 1300 reading lexile, leveled reader Z. My fourth grader has a 1000 lexile leveled T, and my second grader is at 800 leveled R.
If you're not familiar with lexile ranges https://www.lexile.com/about-lexile/lexile-overview/.
Leveled Reading https://www.readinga-z.com/learninga-z-levels/level-correlation-chart/
High level readers have a unique set of opportunities and challenges for families and educators. Through the massive amount of testing children go through and the complexity of finding the right books, education reaches a bizarre intersection. My boys attend a smallish Catholic School that is blocks from our home. Our school is part of the CHOICE Program (http://www.schoolchoicewi.org/) and some testing is required. This year our school has jumped into testing and scoring each child like a kid jumping into a foam pit. Sink or swim you have to get to the other side. I have heard all of the complaining. I've heard all the praise. I'm still greatly conflicted! Also, I over-think stuff.
Our first dilemma is finding books our boys can read. Reading at a high level at a young age makes it challenging to find content-appropriate material. Even more so if they have to read in their lexile range. I don't want to shelter my kids but I also don't want my 9 or 11 year olds reading about detailed sexual relationships. Even if I didn't care, these boys still cover their eyes when two characters kiss on TV, they don't want to read about sex; let alone the teen books that cover topics like rape, human trafficking, and child molestation. I still can't imagine teaching When Kambia Elaine Flew in From Neptune no matter how much my professor told me I should. They're just not emotionally ready. However I do have them focus on books with some complex societal issues. My sixth grader has read Wonder twice and my fourth grader has read and will be performing in a play version of Mockingbird. Also I recently discovered this list of books that teach empathy at various reading levels. I'm constantly searching for what-else-can-they-read. All my mommy groups on social media recommend the classics. I completely agree! My oldest has already read most of them. However it's a perfect place to start if your advanced reader is looking for something new.
Rather than focusing on a lexile range, one educational theory can be brought to basics with "let kids read what they want, create a love of reading and leave them alone." This is a valid theory and certainly has worked for some kids. This is an especially important practice for reluctant readers, or even great readers that lost interest for a bit. My fourth grader has a wide variety of interests so occasionally he just doesn't feel like reading. We throw comic books at him and it isn't long until he's back to chapter reading. We allow the boys to take breaks and read brain candy before getting back to nutritional brain food. Brain candy books are books below their reading level and books that resemble comics i.e. The Adeventures of Arnie the Doughnut. Read what you want at times and at other times, read what you should.
In our house, brain candy books are breaks and moments, and not the only way one reads. There are several reasons for this. First, my kids will get stuck in reading a single genre and never push themselves out of it. My oldest would only read fantasy, my second only magic and fighting, and my third only brain candy. We all need to be able to read a variety of genre's because at some point you'll have to. Learn how now and make later easier on yourself. Plus, you may end up really enjoying something you would not have picked up naturally. Second, "because I said so." There are some titles that are just too good, or too part of our culture, to not even attempt. My children are required to read at least one book from the Chronicles of Narnia, and the beginning of both Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, Something from Laura Ingalls Wilder and Roald Dahl. These titles are important connectors to the rest of society as well as our family's imaginations and humor. For this reason we pushed the second grader to try Percy Jackson. He's now on the fourth book in the series in less than three weeks. Third and finally, because teachers ask you too. I've heard so many complaints about having to find a book in a child's lexile range. I can understand the complaint if that's the only reading a child is doing (no brain candy breaks) but as a requirement, I agree with teacher. The range your child tested into is their educational level. It has been tested and tested and tested to prove this is the level you're child is still learning something but not struggling, nor breezing through. This level allows your child to further their progress. Here's the other thing, and I always tell my kids this, you have to prove yourself. You can tell everyone you encounter how brilliant you are but if you never prove it then your words are empty. Be an expert at your lexile or reading level then move up. I tell people my kids are good readers but my oldest testing into reading level Z before eighth grade is him proving it. Insisting your brilliant child should only read whatever they want regardless of the level of book does not teach your child to prove how smart they are. It also doesn't teach them to follow directions. Two traits necessary to be both a good employee and a good boss someday. It makes me think of a manager I had once upon a time who told me how great she was, and how she knew more than everyone above her, yet, she never showed up at presentations, she never taught us assists anything, and she never proved herself. Don't let your ego get in your own way.
This whole area leads me to the other side of raising academically successful children. Testing for testing sake. It sounds like I'm all for testing based on my aforementioned book challenges but I truly struggle with testing. The problem with testing is the reliability on the test for measurement. My kids get A's because they're above level. Therefore the tests show me if they are improving more than their report cards do. My two older boys both had test scores lower than previous scores on the last two MAP tests. This is where my Mom over-think goes into over-drive. On one hand, OK I agree with your teachers that your test scores are still crazy high so we're good here. Besides, these scores aren't going to help you get into high school nor college, they're simply measurements and we can move on. However, why aren't you showing improvement? What's going on? What should you be doing differently to improve that test score? Why are your teachers blowing off a reduced score rather than providing you the skills you need to improve. So has standardized testing crippled the academically successful child? After all, if you're above what the school wants to prove then your individual needs end up not being addressed.
I know it's a blessing to have these problems. As parents we're all trying to do the best we can for our children. My children being academically successful is something we have focused on and encouraged for our children. I hope as time moves on there are more resources, books, and care given to successful children as well as those who's intelligence lies outside the classroom. I'm supportive of the needs your children have so please don't ignore the needs of mine.
When my husband and I met I was working on a second degree in Education (my first degree is in Communications with a minor in marketing). We got married and had three children while I was still a teacher. I then stepped back from teaching because day care would have been as much as a mortgage. My husband has a degree in English and was a high school teacher before we met. I was a middle school teacher who focused some years on Social Studies and some years on Literature. Our boys have all picked up on reading quickly and by first grade they fell into the advanced reader category. Braggy McBraggerson here is just trying to provide a base line of where I'm coming from. Today my oldest is in sixth grade with a 1300 reading lexile, leveled reader Z. My fourth grader has a 1000 lexile leveled T, and my second grader is at 800 leveled R.
If you're not familiar with lexile ranges https://www.lexile.com/about-lexile/lexile-overview/.
Leveled Reading https://www.readinga-z.com/learninga-z-levels/level-correlation-chart/
High level readers have a unique set of opportunities and challenges for families and educators. Through the massive amount of testing children go through and the complexity of finding the right books, education reaches a bizarre intersection. My boys attend a smallish Catholic School that is blocks from our home. Our school is part of the CHOICE Program (http://www.schoolchoicewi.org/) and some testing is required. This year our school has jumped into testing and scoring each child like a kid jumping into a foam pit. Sink or swim you have to get to the other side. I have heard all of the complaining. I've heard all the praise. I'm still greatly conflicted! Also, I over-think stuff.
Our first dilemma is finding books our boys can read. Reading at a high level at a young age makes it challenging to find content-appropriate material. Even more so if they have to read in their lexile range. I don't want to shelter my kids but I also don't want my 9 or 11 year olds reading about detailed sexual relationships. Even if I didn't care, these boys still cover their eyes when two characters kiss on TV, they don't want to read about sex; let alone the teen books that cover topics like rape, human trafficking, and child molestation. I still can't imagine teaching When Kambia Elaine Flew in From Neptune no matter how much my professor told me I should. They're just not emotionally ready. However I do have them focus on books with some complex societal issues. My sixth grader has read Wonder twice and my fourth grader has read and will be performing in a play version of Mockingbird. Also I recently discovered this list of books that teach empathy at various reading levels. I'm constantly searching for what-else-can-they-read. All my mommy groups on social media recommend the classics. I completely agree! My oldest has already read most of them. However it's a perfect place to start if your advanced reader is looking for something new.
Rather than focusing on a lexile range, one educational theory can be brought to basics with "let kids read what they want, create a love of reading and leave them alone." This is a valid theory and certainly has worked for some kids. This is an especially important practice for reluctant readers, or even great readers that lost interest for a bit. My fourth grader has a wide variety of interests so occasionally he just doesn't feel like reading. We throw comic books at him and it isn't long until he's back to chapter reading. We allow the boys to take breaks and read brain candy before getting back to nutritional brain food. Brain candy books are books below their reading level and books that resemble comics i.e. The Adeventures of Arnie the Doughnut. Read what you want at times and at other times, read what you should.
In our house, brain candy books are breaks and moments, and not the only way one reads. There are several reasons for this. First, my kids will get stuck in reading a single genre and never push themselves out of it. My oldest would only read fantasy, my second only magic and fighting, and my third only brain candy. We all need to be able to read a variety of genre's because at some point you'll have to. Learn how now and make later easier on yourself. Plus, you may end up really enjoying something you would not have picked up naturally. Second, "because I said so." There are some titles that are just too good, or too part of our culture, to not even attempt. My children are required to read at least one book from the Chronicles of Narnia, and the beginning of both Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, Something from Laura Ingalls Wilder and Roald Dahl. These titles are important connectors to the rest of society as well as our family's imaginations and humor. For this reason we pushed the second grader to try Percy Jackson. He's now on the fourth book in the series in less than three weeks. Third and finally, because teachers ask you too. I've heard so many complaints about having to find a book in a child's lexile range. I can understand the complaint if that's the only reading a child is doing (no brain candy breaks) but as a requirement, I agree with teacher. The range your child tested into is their educational level. It has been tested and tested and tested to prove this is the level you're child is still learning something but not struggling, nor breezing through. This level allows your child to further their progress. Here's the other thing, and I always tell my kids this, you have to prove yourself. You can tell everyone you encounter how brilliant you are but if you never prove it then your words are empty. Be an expert at your lexile or reading level then move up. I tell people my kids are good readers but my oldest testing into reading level Z before eighth grade is him proving it. Insisting your brilliant child should only read whatever they want regardless of the level of book does not teach your child to prove how smart they are. It also doesn't teach them to follow directions. Two traits necessary to be both a good employee and a good boss someday. It makes me think of a manager I had once upon a time who told me how great she was, and how she knew more than everyone above her, yet, she never showed up at presentations, she never taught us assists anything, and she never proved herself. Don't let your ego get in your own way.
This whole area leads me to the other side of raising academically successful children. Testing for testing sake. It sounds like I'm all for testing based on my aforementioned book challenges but I truly struggle with testing. The problem with testing is the reliability on the test for measurement. My kids get A's because they're above level. Therefore the tests show me if they are improving more than their report cards do. My two older boys both had test scores lower than previous scores on the last two MAP tests. This is where my Mom over-think goes into over-drive. On one hand, OK I agree with your teachers that your test scores are still crazy high so we're good here. Besides, these scores aren't going to help you get into high school nor college, they're simply measurements and we can move on. However, why aren't you showing improvement? What's going on? What should you be doing differently to improve that test score? Why are your teachers blowing off a reduced score rather than providing you the skills you need to improve. So has standardized testing crippled the academically successful child? After all, if you're above what the school wants to prove then your individual needs end up not being addressed.
I know it's a blessing to have these problems. As parents we're all trying to do the best we can for our children. My children being academically successful is something we have focused on and encouraged for our children. I hope as time moves on there are more resources, books, and care given to successful children as well as those who's intelligence lies outside the classroom. I'm supportive of the needs your children have so please don't ignore the needs of mine.
Monday, January 9, 2017
Minivan Soccer Mom
Apparently I'm a glutton for punishment because recently I made the choice to read through the comments section of a news article. Nothing will drop your IQ faster. I ended up reading a statement that set off a trigger of defensiveness. "I swear if I get cutoff by one more minivan soccer mom I'm going to..." I read this days ago and the term has continued to pointlessly rattle around in my already busy mind. Why?
The most obvious reason I feel defensive is because I do not want to fall into anyone's stereotype. Even when I do meet the stereotype. Everyone wants to feel unique, even moms. That's the thing, the statement reduces the minivan mom to just a minivan mom and nothing more. It takes away anything individual and places all assumption on that horrible, no good, very bad, minivan. I get it, I didn't want to get a minivan because of everything the vehicle implied. I'm certain some hipster somewhere has seen my hoard pile out of our van and had a jolly laugh at the sheer obviousness on the visual. Hello, my name is Mom and I drive a minivan.And, my minivan gets the job done. You can use a hand saw to get through a 2x4 but a power saw makes it easier. I can drive something more fashionable but my minivan makes my job easier. Frankly, it's time to upgrade to the conversion van but my husband won't like the airbrushed wolves howling at the moon on the side.
Hello, my name is Mom and I drive a minivan. I am a soccer mom, and a football mom, and a taekwondo mom, and a dance mom, and a wrestling mom, and a Home and School mom, and a basketball mom, and a theater mom, and a baseball mom, and, and, and. It's my job and it's ok. For the past decade I've heard and read so many things on women empowering other women and how important our work for each other is. That empowerment doesn't stop at the job of mom. Too often we're told how we should mom and what mom should look like. One group of moms judges the second and expects the members of their group to conform to their vision of moming. Be honest, we've all done it. Look around at school pick up. You know exactly which moms do the gluten free-Bento Box thing, which moms highly value their manicures and Coach purses, which moms smoke and/or swear in front of their kids, which moms are the Pinterest moms, which moms allow which video games, which moms helicopter and which moms should watch more carefully. So, yep, I'm a soccer mom but please don't think that's all I am! Please don't place me in that minivan shaped box. I want to talk to all the other moms about what's important to them and share what we've all learned on this journey.
So next time you're cut off by the minivan soccer mom be mad that their a bad driver. Call them a bad driver. That's a factual statement. Don't judge them further than that. Then lay on the horn like the rest of the world.
The most obvious reason I feel defensive is because I do not want to fall into anyone's stereotype. Even when I do meet the stereotype. Everyone wants to feel unique, even moms. That's the thing, the statement reduces the minivan mom to just a minivan mom and nothing more. It takes away anything individual and places all assumption on that horrible, no good, very bad, minivan. I get it, I didn't want to get a minivan because of everything the vehicle implied. I'm certain some hipster somewhere has seen my hoard pile out of our van and had a jolly laugh at the sheer obviousness on the visual. Hello, my name is Mom and I drive a minivan.And, my minivan gets the job done. You can use a hand saw to get through a 2x4 but a power saw makes it easier. I can drive something more fashionable but my minivan makes my job easier. Frankly, it's time to upgrade to the conversion van but my husband won't like the airbrushed wolves howling at the moon on the side.
Hello, my name is Mom and I drive a minivan. I am a soccer mom, and a football mom, and a taekwondo mom, and a dance mom, and a wrestling mom, and a Home and School mom, and a basketball mom, and a theater mom, and a baseball mom, and, and, and. It's my job and it's ok. For the past decade I've heard and read so many things on women empowering other women and how important our work for each other is. That empowerment doesn't stop at the job of mom. Too often we're told how we should mom and what mom should look like. One group of moms judges the second and expects the members of their group to conform to their vision of moming. Be honest, we've all done it. Look around at school pick up. You know exactly which moms do the gluten free-Bento Box thing, which moms highly value their manicures and Coach purses, which moms smoke and/or swear in front of their kids, which moms are the Pinterest moms, which moms allow which video games, which moms helicopter and which moms should watch more carefully. So, yep, I'm a soccer mom but please don't think that's all I am! Please don't place me in that minivan shaped box. I want to talk to all the other moms about what's important to them and share what we've all learned on this journey.
So next time you're cut off by the minivan soccer mom be mad that their a bad driver. Call them a bad driver. That's a factual statement. Don't judge them further than that. Then lay on the horn like the rest of the world.
Friday, January 6, 2017
How it all happened
"We have five children."
Random people and their verbal diarrhea rarely bothers me and I've heard it all. A vast majority of the time I'm too busy to really care what other people say. Just in case you ever find yourself squeezing your cheeks together to avoid verbal diarrhea bring on the full clench if you find yourself wanting to ask a stranger about
So how did we end up with this big 'ole family? When we were dating my husband and I wanted children. He like being one of three and I didn't want a child with the dreaded middle child syndrome. (Yes, I'm aware that we ended up with a middle child, que sera sera.) So we decided early on that four would be the right number. Surprise! We were expecting our first little boy who was beautifully born in 2005. At his first birthday we announced we were expecting again. Our next little boy was born in 2007. Then another boy in 2009. Surprise! Along came a girl in 2013. Then shockingly we had one more boy in 2016. If you lost count that's four boys and one girl in ten and half years.
It's been a long and winding journey over the past twelve years. Like countless others I thought my life would look a certain way and of course, it doesn't. Some days I feel so blessed that my life is what it is, other days I want to crawl into bed and wallow in self-pity. I'm not super-mom, I'm normal. Some days the laundry is put away and I've reorganized the winter mittens, and the littles bedroom, and created a craft, other days I forgot to both shower and eat. I'm not Wonder Woman, I'm normal.
Through this blog I hope to lay out my story to inspire, commiserate, and above all, laugh, at this crazy life. This blog is for normal moms with any number of children. You are welcome here no matter what you believe parenting should look like. Comments and questions are welcomed, trolls are not.
Random people and their verbal diarrhea rarely bothers me and I've heard it all. A vast majority of the time I'm too busy to really care what other people say. Just in case you ever find yourself squeezing your cheeks together to avoid verbal diarrhea bring on the full clench if you find yourself wanting to ask a stranger about
- their use of birth control
- their desire for children of a specific gender
- your assumption about their religion
- how many fathers a set of children have
Suck in those cheeks and repeat, "you have a beautiful family." Good. Now walk away.
So how did we end up with this big 'ole family? When we were dating my husband and I wanted children. He like being one of three and I didn't want a child with the dreaded middle child syndrome. (Yes, I'm aware that we ended up with a middle child, que sera sera.) So we decided early on that four would be the right number. Surprise! We were expecting our first little boy who was beautifully born in 2005. At his first birthday we announced we were expecting again. Our next little boy was born in 2007. Then another boy in 2009. Surprise! Along came a girl in 2013. Then shockingly we had one more boy in 2016. If you lost count that's four boys and one girl in ten and half years.
It's been a long and winding journey over the past twelve years. Like countless others I thought my life would look a certain way and of course, it doesn't. Some days I feel so blessed that my life is what it is, other days I want to crawl into bed and wallow in self-pity. I'm not super-mom, I'm normal. Some days the laundry is put away and I've reorganized the winter mittens, and the littles bedroom, and created a craft, other days I forgot to both shower and eat. I'm not Wonder Woman, I'm normal.
Through this blog I hope to lay out my story to inspire, commiserate, and above all, laugh, at this crazy life. This blog is for normal moms with any number of children. You are welcome here no matter what you believe parenting should look like. Comments and questions are welcomed, trolls are not.
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