Monday, April 8, 2013

Reviving the Blog


The blog is being revived! Wait, but nobody reads the blog…Yeah, I know. So why revive something nobody will see?

  Well, I was poking around on Facebook and came across the blog link. I started reading the posts and realized how completely different my life is now. I mean I have a whole other child! It got me thinking how rereading it was bringing back so many memories, how there were so many things on here that I am glad I have recorded. I decided that I wanted this stuff for my kids. How awesome would it be for you kids to have all these reminders of little lessons I thought were important for you to learn, the fun things we did, how much you were loved, how hard Mom and Dad worked for you, how much you accomplished, how lucky you are to have such funny parents (you probably think we are lame, but I assure you we are hi-larious).

  I have decided to write this blog to you, my sweet children. Kind of “How I Met Your Mother” (By the time you are likely to read this, this show will no longer be on and you probably have no idea what these references are) style, except I won’t be meeting your mother, and there will be less dating and bars…but I will narrate it to you and I’ll try to throw in the word “legendary” here and there.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Adventures in Homeschooling- Part Two


Turns out I had a lot to say about this so I broke it into two parts. Here’s part two.

I had been a homeschool naysayer. I would say “those kids will be too sheltered”, “They won’t know how to relate to kids their own age”, “they won’t be able to go to college”. I have found a lot of people are like I used to be. By that I mean, they have all these ideas about homeschooling but no real knowledge of the research or any contact with actual homeschoolers. I, luckily, was blessed to meet people who homeschool. Their kids were not sheltered, they were not weird. They were polite, social and very bright. So, being me, I started researching the topic. I could not believe all the studies that have been done and how much information is out there. And the consensus? Homeschoolers tend to do as well or BETTER socially and on standardized tests than their publicly schooled counterparts. Here’s links to some research: Academics  and  college performance. For those he don’t share my love of research, I’ll just tell you that homeschooled kids score the same or higher on standardized tests than public schooled kids.Also, many homeschooled kids finish high school requirements early and start on college sooner. I have also read research that says not only are homeschooled kids not awkward socially, but they actually surpass their public schooled counterparts.This now makes sense to me. In public school you are surrounded by people your own age for 8 hours a day. You come home, do some things, and then go back to hanging around people your own age. It is like a fish bowl. Also, with all those immature minds being bombarded by irresponsible media these kids make Jr high and high school into their own MTV episode….. and they all live or die by it. Parents and adults become the enemy and there is little chance you can make as big an impact on your child as you may want. The truth is JR/High school is just a few measly years of a persons life and the social impact they make in high school is fleeting in the big picture, but academically it is HUGE. And,sometimes, public school contributes to kids being socially awkward. I spent my high school years bogged down in a sea of stress, “teen drama”, pressures, and depression. My Junior year I cracked and tried to commit suicide. I spent the next 4 months in the hospital and came out much worse for the wear. I tried to go back to school but it just wasn’t good for me. I had always been pretty smart and my mother dreamed of watching me graduate and go off to college. It was a bitter pill she swallowed when she realized none of her dreams would come true.

   I believe I was a perfect homeschool candidate. I was bright and very curious. I was an active hands on learner. I explored less around other people because I was afraid to “make a fool of myself” so if I had been homeschooled I would have felt free to branch out and explore. I thrive on freedom and I desperately needed one on one attention back then. So I understood, in a very real way, how no amount of anything I did was going to make public school tolerable for my son.

   Slowly, I began to ask myself , Could I homeschool my children? Would it be better for them? Would I be able to do it? What would people think? Would the school be willing to work with me?  I kept coming up with positives but still I was afraid to pull the trigger. I was so caught up in traditional schooling and I lacked confidence in myself. I decided I would gather all the information and organize it. Maybe, when we moved I would try homeschooling, but when I found out he was getting all E’s again I just kind of snapped. I snapped out of my haze and put aside my terror and said “I’m just going to homeschool you. I’m done”

   The next morning we went to Trent’s school. On our way to the office we met that science teacher I had mentioned earlier. She used email to tell parents once to twice a week all that was expected of students that week, in great detail. She made sure that everyone felt comfortable contacting her. She really cared about the kids. We told her what  our plan was and she was very reassuring. She said homeschooling was really on the upswing and she could see how it could be beneficial. We continued on to the office where I informed  the office that I was going to begin to homeschool Trent. I explained that it was no failing on their part but Trent just needed something different. We needed to make a change so he could succeed. The secretary gave me a none to happy look and started to tell me I would need to sign all these papers and get “permission” from his teachers. I had read all the Michigan laws on homeschooling thoroughly, so I knew I had to do nothing of the sort, but I just kept silent for the moment because I had wanted  them to let me copy the table of contents from his books so we could check out free library books and follow along. The secretary got the principal (the screamer) and she followed us to Trent’s locker telling us we should have taken advantage of their tutoring and mentoring programs before this. I told her he did do both of those things last year and they didn’t help. She then told us we would need to turn in his books, so I told her my plan to follow along. She kind of half threatened me to make sure I DID return their books soon and walked off. At this point we are back by the office and the secretary comes out to tell us to return their books before we leave. I tell her my “follow along” idea and she says, “You can NOT copy those books. Those are OUR books” I explain that I would never copy the whole book. I just wanted the table of contents. At this point I am upset. I feel judged, awkward, ya know, like I’m back at school. All of a sudden, that nice science teacher is back and handing me something. She gives me a pile of printed papers that contain the whole 8th grade science standards and curriculum. I almost burst into tears, they start welling up in my eyes and I am mortified. This woman has no idea that not everyone has been as kind as she and she probably thinks I’m some unstable crazy person crying because she handed me some papers.

   I see Trent being led away to the office by the secretary. When I get in there the secretary has his backpack and is going through it taking out the books! I kid you not people… Trent is telling her that the principal said it was fine but the secretary says, “These are OUR books. You need to turn them in on your last day of school and today is YOUR last day.” Now I have to tell you, in my homeschooling research I had come across these lovely stories about how some schools were very supportive of homeschoolers. They would let them take a class now and then, share books during the year, share information. This was NOT one of those schools. I just thought to myself, this is not going to be the last person you meet who disagrees with homeschooling and is rude and hateful. I would just need to develop a thick skin, so we just got out of there.

    We are now officially homeschoolers. Let the learning begin!

Adventures in Homeschooling - Part One


Trent has had a lot of struggles with school. For the past, I don’t even know how many years, Trent has consistently failed math, mostly failed science, failed or got low grades in English, and been hit or miss in social studies. On top of this, Trent still seems to not grasp the concepts of writing. He doesn’t always capitalize the beginning of sentences, has atrocious spelling, etc...

     While Trent was collecting his progress report to see if he qualified to play in last week’s football game, we found out that he was once again failing all his academic courses.

       I get a lot of complaints from Trent and  Trent’s teachers/school staff.The school’s complaints: Trent doesn’t bring paper to class. Trent regularly loses his text books. Trent doesn’t have any pens or pencils. Trent never turns in any homework ( I get this one and the no book a lot). Trent disrupts the  classroom. Trent’s complaints: they don’t listen to me. I can’t concentrate for a whole hour while someone talks at me . I don’t understand and the teachers don’t believe me. The teacher wont answer my questions during class and I forget by the end (some teachers have a no interrupt policy where the kids can’t interrupt the lesson and can only ask their questions after the lesson is over or after school). I don’t have enough time to get my stuff out of my locker and then make it to the next class.

    Both sides have valid complaints. So, as my child’s advocate, I looked long and hard at these things. I realized that I also had a few complaints of my own. The school kept passing my child when he had horrible reports and grades. Also, when I am at the school I find myself cringing at the way the adults treat the kids. I know that they are adults and are the leaders of the school and the children are there to learn, but the children are still human beings, with thoughts and with feelings. They also live in the good U.S. of A, land of the free. Case in point, I am at Trent’s basketball game and I see this; A young girl running down the hall laughing. An adult woman grabs her by the arm as she passes and says “Where were you at? What were you doing?” I don’t hear where the girl said she was at but I couldn’t help but to hear what the adult’s response …. Adult screams” Really Kallie, you expect me to believe that? YOU ARE A LIAR! A TOTAL LIAR!” young girl mumbles something in defense adult continues screaming “I don’t even want to HEAR it. I am so sick of you kids and all your LIEING! You are nothing but a LIAR! Now get out of this school and go home!” After the game we see the adult that I had seen screaming at the girl and I ask Trent “ Who is that? Does she work for the school?” and Trent replies “That’s the Principal” I tell him what happened earlier and he shrugs, “Oh, she always is screaming at someone” I am shocked! First, I had never seen this woman. I had thought that the man I always see and talk to was the principal (turns out he was the assistant Principal) and what the hell was a principal doing acting like that in the middle of a busy school sponsored sporting event? If she acts like that to kids with parents around what is it like during the school day? I am not saying that I wouldn’t lose it if I had to be principal of a busy middle school, but that is why I wouldn’t CHOOSE,as my job, to be the principal of a busy middle school…

    That being said, some of his teachers were really good. He had a social studies teacher last year that called me, not to complain, but to say that all the sudden Trent seemed to be putting in a lot of extra effort and she wanted to recognize him for it. There was also an awesome science teacher that I will get to later.

   I also want to take some responsibility. I knew when I looked at his grades that he wasn’t doing well. I would ground him. I would make him bring books home. I had him do tutoring.But, I did not go to the school and demand help for my child. I did not insist that we spend hours after school studying. The reason was that I remember school and I know my child. I remember how boring and soul crushing it was. How awkward and terrifying. I did understand, at some level, that no amount of threatening, grounding, or yelling was going to make sitting for hour after hour of  educational lectures something Trent could do. I was Trent’s mom. I saw him at home trying to make it through one of my 5-10 minute lectures. I know how Trent’s mind wanders,how he finds it so difficult to organize his thoughts and his things, how easily “shiny things” make him forget what he was doing , how he finds it easier to learn to music, how he likes to move between things and get involved. How he likes to feel like he has some say in what happens to him. He is a lot like me. So I knew I wasn’t going to MAKE him start turning in papers or sit still or learn at school when I was all the way at home. So, I gave up. I still went through the motions of groundings, asked everyday if he had homework, listen to the teachers and apologized for his behavior but it stopped bothering me. I accepted he wasn’t going to change and lived with the ENORMOUS guilt.    END OF PART ONE

Monday, August 29, 2011

Some Traits I Appreciate In Carter




Randomness- The boys and I were all sitting at lunch discussing how a little girl Trent knows cries whenever anyone unrelated to her looks at her when all of the sudden Carter chimes in with “Did you know I have never been underwater?” he has also said out of the blue “ When I pee and poop at the same time it’s really hard”, “ Wearing underwear sucks” and “ What does ::insert absolutely any random word here:: mean?”


Persistence – I have developed the ability to tune out background noise when necessary. Sometimes this includes the voices of my children. I know this seems cruel but I assure you it is a defense mechanism and keeps peace in our house. Instead of yelling at the kids to quiet down when they are ramping up the giggling, laughing and screeching, I simply go to my happy quiet place in my mind and the silence helps me concentrate on important tasks like Pinterest  menu planning. Any who, the point to this rambling is sometimes I don’t hear kids (or husbands) who are standing right next to me and Carter is NOT one to give up so this is common in my house : Carter (standing right next to me ) “Can I have some juice can I have some juice can I have some juice can I have some juice can I have some juice can I have some juice can I have some..” Me: (zoning back in) “Sure”.

Self Sufficiency – I thought a good way to reinforce numbers would be to use them in everyday activities. So, I let Carter be involved in cooking stuff  in the microwave. I just tell him the right amount of time to set it to and voila! That takes us  to this morning when I get up at 8 a.m. to find him making himself a corn dog in the microwave…. Breakfast of champions! he started exhibiting this self sufficiency trait at about a year old when we caught him scavenging trash-waffles out of the garbage can.

Sense of Humor- Carter loves to laugh. Mostly he likes to laugh at me getting mad about some craziness he has perpetrated but I digress… He has discovered jokes. He likes to learn jokes and then kinda make them his own. Recently he meshed some together and came up with “ Why did the chicken cross the playground?  To get to the other slide!”

Saturday, August 13, 2011

What Does Vacation Mean for Mom?



Family vacation……relaxing on the beach, eating delicious food, playing fun games and all the rest. That’s what vacation means to kids and husbands everywhere.

What  about Moms? What does it mean to us? That all depends on a four letter word. PREP. It can make or break your vacation! My kids think of the week before vacation like this : 7 more days till vacation! 6 more days till vacation! 5 more days….you get the picture. This is what MY week before vacation looks like (the highlighted items are the only crucial items but I like to be thorough, at least in my list making,actual execution usually falls short):

1. Make a packing list (this is an ongoing weeklong process)

(the rest is in no particular order)

2. Finish apron

3. Cut sewing projects (I get to sew on this vacation, woo hoo!)

4. Prep emergency kit

5. Clean entire house (I HATE coming home to a dirty house after vacation)

6. Organize stuff going to Goodwill and schedule pickup (we are having a yard sale and have to get rid of the leftovers)

7. Clean out turtle tank

8. Take turtle to Dad’s (he is our turtle sitter while we are gone)

9. Make a meal plan (one for this week and one for vacation week)

10.Make a shopping list (one for stuff we are bringing/need for this week and one for stuff we will need to get there)

11.Make and freeze taquitos

12. Make and freeze muffins

13. Make and freeze cookies (premade food makes vacation more relaxing!)

14. Finish dress ( It looks like Dan and I may have an actual date night while vacationing!)

15.Take back library materials and get new ones for vacation week

16. Do all laundry

17. Find a plant sitter

18. Run to health food store (I know you can’t tell by looking at me but I actually do frequent a health food store, true story)

19. Prep ideas and materials for kids entertainment (i.e sidewalk chalk, outdoors games, beach toys, family games, etc...)

20. Prep car ride entertainment

21. Empty all trash cans before leaving

22. Pack

I wont lie to you…I heart planning and organizing. (Don’t tell my family I like them to think I suffer through all this planning just because I love them) My Mom used to laugh because as much as I loved lists I loved ignoring them even more. I have gotten better about following my lists, really I have!

Any who, it promises to be an amazingly busy week so you may be wondering……what the hell am I doing blogging when I have a list that long to complete? Well, I forgot to mention there is something I like even more than list making….procrastination!

p.s- You are very welcome for that handmade, ridiculously accurate rendering of my family (see above framed masterpiece)

p.s.s- I wasted a spectacular amount of time on that drawing simply so I could demonstrate procrastination at work. Once again, you’re welcome



Friday, August 5, 2011

Exploratory Walk


I was just editing some pictures and came across these. Carter and I decided to go on a walk and see what we could see a little while ago. This is what we found.

Carter found this little any hill.

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We both thought this was pretty cool.

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I think he is pretty cool, too.

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Here are some fuzzy dandelions that Carter liked.

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Carter said this was a “beautiful flower” ha ha.

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Some mushrooms!

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Oh look, Carter also found some ice-cream!

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Thanks for stopping by!

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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Behind the Scenes


Oh the mommy blogging world! It can make you laugh, give you inspiration or even make you think. Here is something else it can do, make you feel inferior.

You will see a thin, beautiful woman giving her equally beautiful children, whom she homeschools (they just mastered their 3rd language!), a birthday party where she cooked all the food, made all the decorations and sewed up the goodie bags. The birthday is at her big beautiful house that she decorated with her own art and repurposed garage sale finds.

Is it bad that mommies want people to see all their accomplishments? No, lord knows us mommies don’t get enough recognition for all that we do. It is nice to have a place where you can post these things and people will want to read about it and they will know exactly how much blood , sweat and tears it took AND they will say “wow, awesome. Great job!”

Still, there are times when I am reading blogs, where I just think to myself “Ugh, I suck! My kid only knows 1 language and he is already 4 and can’t read yet!” I get caught up in it all. It is because I want the very best for my kids (It’s also possible I have a nasty competitive streak.) and some days we all fall short. I like to have balance in my life. I don’t think it is healthy to dedicate every moment of your life to the role of “mommy” or “wife” so some things I just can’t do. I think most if not all of the bloggers also fall short of perfection from time to time. For those of us who may be working mothers or have a very tight budget(ours about strangles me some days) or are single parents or have an illness or whatever, these scenes of perfection can leave you feeling less than.

  I mostly think I do pretty well. I have overcome a contentious childhood, horrible marriage, crippling depression, health issues, even poverty at one point, quit  cigarrettes and all alcohol. I have grown by leaps and bounds spiritually, found my soul mate, taught myself to cook and sew and raised some pretty cool kids. Coming from where I started I do ok, but there are times I feel like I don’t do enough in a day or  don’t do it well enough or I can’t afford enough. All this is my ego talking and trying to keep me down and dependant on it. I know this but still I buckle to it at times.

I would like to close this with some pictures of my not so perfect, not so big, not so fancy, not so ours (we rent) and not so clean house. I am not anywhere near perfect and sometimes my house looks like this:

This is Carter’s room or as we like to call it “LegoLand

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View from the kitchen into my completely undecorated living room

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The basement play area/familyroom/sewing room/office/lego graveyard

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The laundry room or as I like to call it “Dan’s area”

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The kitchen disaster (at least I had some dough rising over there. That’s like productive and stuff…)

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