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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Harvest Time Curriculum

My freshman year of college I listened to a talk by a boy I don't remember at all.  But it was about his mom and how big of an influence she had on his life.  (It was probably a mother's day talk.)  The part I specifically remember was how she took an active role in their education outside of school.  She made sure they learned things that they didn't necessarily learn at school.  For example, one month she focused on cooking.  They were each responsible for planning, shopping for, and cooking some number of meals.  Ok, that's great.  But lots of moms do that, right?  But the part that really caught my attention was that she then took them on a field trip to a top notch restaurant and the chef taught them how to cook a dish.  And apparently she did stuff like this all the time.  That sealed this mom in my head as one of the coolest moms ever.  Ever since then, I've wanted to take the same sort of active role in my children's education.

Fast forward to today.  I have a 3-year old and an almost 8-month old.  I'm learning how to manage a large house (after never fully getting a handle on managing our 2-bedroom condo) and I'm still trying to recover from the newborn stage.  I keep trying to do things with Kessa.  Mostly it ends up with us doing some sort of handprint painting that we send off to grandma's.  (Which, I admit, is really fun and makes me a cool mom in Kessa's eyes. Especially since we then hang them up on the wall in our stairway where she sees them every day.)  I even started downloading pre-k packs that have various skills in printable form.  Cutting, drawing, matching, shadow matching, patterns, puzzles, coloring, counting, etc.  Kessa loves them.  Whenever I print anything, she asks if I'm making more school.  She loved doing "school" so much that we decided it would be a good idea to put her in preschool.  So we did.  For 2.5 hours two days per week, she goes to a preschool taught by a lady in my ward.  It's fun, because several of the kids in her class are our neighbors.  And I like it because I know the teacher shares many of my values.

But I kept thinking about how I wanted to play more of an active role.  I don't want to just ship her off to school and only participate in her education when she needs help with homework.  BJ and I have talked a lot about ways we can help teach.  When she has questions about things, we try to give her real answers.  When we see opportunities to teach her, we take them.  We often talk about the different plants in the garden and their different stages of growth.  Today she wanted to look at the flowers outside, so while we did, we talked about how flowers have different parts.  We specifically discussed the petals, stem and leaves.  Then we walked around and found those three parts on several different kinds of flowers.  And then, directed by her, we talked about which flowers were the same, and which were different.  I took it a little further and showed her how some flowers were the same in everything except color.  Someday when she's a little older, we want to do more themed things that cover, potentially, several months.  We want to learn right there with her.  Like maybe we'll do a geology section and do field trips.  Close ones like Rock Canyon.  Far-ish ones like Craters of the Moon and practically all of southern Utah.

But there was still the thought in my mind of doing more themed things now.  And, of course, cool field trips now.  But I'm just not good at creating curriculums or putting things like that together.  The idea is cool, but in practice, I tend to flop pretty quickly.  AND THEN one day I was chatting with my friend, Meagan who home-schools her preschool aged daughter.  She was discussing her need to be more crafty in her homeschooling and mentioned that she ran across a free homeschooling preschool curriculum and wanted my opinion on if it was good in the crafty department.  So I got looking at it and very quickly fell in love.  I realized this is exactly what I wanted to do with Kessa.  It's simple.  It's already planned out.  It's themed.  It has field trips.  And it has cool activities. I quickly set out to figuring out what all I wanted to do and when I'd need to start.  See, there are actually four curriculums, one per season.  The Harvest Curriculum has holiday-centric weeks (Halloween and Thanksgiving) so I wanted to make sure I'd be doing those weeks at the right time.  I quickly discovered that I'd have to take a week out and start right away.  So I did.

The curriculum consists of:

  • Letter of the week.  We decided not to do this because Kessa already has a letter of the week in school.  I didn't want to try and coordinate them or make her have two letters of the week.
  • Primary Story, which is fiction, in general, and you read 2-3 times per week.  (Or more when we really like the books.)
  • Enrichment Book, which is non-fiction in general.  Which you read once per week.  (We're doing more often.)  I like this idea because I didn't realize that non-fiction books were actually good reading outside of research papers until Kessa was born and I wasn't getting any sleep, so I started reading sleep training books.  I like the idea of introducing non-fiction books for the sake of learning early.
  • Activities.  I love these.  They aren't your typical activities I think of, but things like making butter and making candles out of beeswax.
  • Art.  All of the art is based out of a book.  She doesn't describe the art at all, just tells you which one in the book it is and expects you to buy the book.  We decided not to do this.
  • Poem: I'm not a poetry person.  Perhaps that's a good reason to do this section. And maybe periodically I'll throw one in if it's one I already know, like Little Boy Blue.  Or if I decide to be more proactive.  But I'm not planning on it.  And the curriculum has you memorize one poem each month.  I think Kessa could do memorization.  She's pretty good at songs.  But I don't see enough benefit at this stage to make me want to do it.
  • Flower Fairy Alphabet coloring book and corresponding poems (to read, not memorize).  These go with the letter of the week.  We're not doing these for the same reason we're not doing the letter of the week or the poems.
We also rearranged a few weeks to make them fit better for us, so our weeks don't match the original weeks.  I will post about each week about the things we did in each category and link them here.

Week Two - Milk
Week Three - Tractor
Week Four - Grains
Week Five - Apples
Week Six - Leaves
Week Eight - Fall
Week Nine - Pumpkin
Week Ten - Wool/weaving
Week Eleven - Candles
Week Twelve - Thanksgiving


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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Lake Powell 2012

I think this may be the fastest I have ever gotten a blog up, seeing as how we got back yesterday.  Especially as a lot of these pictures are from someone else (Thanks, Jessa!)  So here we go, in non-chronological order...

Kessa loved going out on the boat, and she made an excellent flag girl.  :)
And, of course, there was water skiing, etc.  This is BJ up on slalom.  Slalom, btw, is a funny word.  I feel like the word is being mashed up in my mouth as I say it.  And, of course, there was no water skiing, etc. by me.  I figured out a good explanation for why it holds no enticement for me: I have a very low tolerance for danger.  There is no adrenaline thrill to make up for it.  Just sore muscles and terror.  Sorry, folks.  I'm totally lame.  I know.  :)  But working up to that discovery led to a great out-of-context quote, "So… I get my thrills from watching plants grow."  Makes me sound very exciting, doesn't it?

Shawn taught Kessa how to put her two fingers up for pictures.  Doesn't she just look so cool with her two fingers and her sunglasses?  Guess we should take her to Asia now…  Then again, this is the same uncle that taught her to give wet willies.  The best was when she tried to give one to Nana a month or so ago.  Hahaha.

Oh hey, Abby was there, too!  She never went out on the boat or anything.  She never even got her swimming suit on.  But that's ok.  She's still little.  She'll get out there next year.  Abby did pretty great. She loved all the attention, all the people who would hold her.  She was, in general, a very happy baby.  She ate her first green bean and french fry this trip, too and loved them both.  (Yup, we're 100% healthy here!) Her only bad times were sleeping.  You'd think the boat would lull her into sleep, right?  Uhhh… nope.  For the most part she did great, but she had a few times that she'd just cry and cry.  And she woke up every 2-3 hours at night wanting to eat.  She just wanted to eat a LOT this week.  From the moment we left the lake, she went back to being able to go 4-5 hours between eating and had a better, though not perfect, night.   Maybe it was just the newness of the lake?  Being on water all the time?  Maybe she just wanted more comfort...

Awww… sisters.  Kessa just LOVES Abby.  She's always wanting to just touch her.  Case in point:


Nick convinced Kessa to sit on the jet ski with him this morning. It was kind of amazing. She's been so cautious with everything. I think we convinced her because she had on her pjs and she knew he wouldn't actually go out. But then she liked it. So she agreed to put on her swimsuit. We had to do more convincing to get her back on, buy she did and they rode! We practiced her saying, "Slow down, Nick!" and "Speed up, Nick!" She wouldn't let him go faster, so we sent BJ out on the other jet ski so they could chase him. She LOVED it.




She was even happy about it!  Papa spent the morning asking her to go out with him again later. She agreed. "Not now. Later." And then she did! At least, she went with Daddy and Papa took the other one out, too.

Travis gave Kessa some colored sparklers.  She wanted to do them at the lake.  She did 4 of the 5.  My super-cautious child had no fear with the sparklers.  She was flinging them all over, not caring where they landed.  I had to hold them with her to make sure that we didn't get sparks on toes or clothes.  We were successful.  Thanks, Trav!

See?  Non-chronological.  This was our first drive on the houseboat.  Kessa was outside for most of the trip from the marina to our first parking spot.  She was fascinated by everything from the water to the rocks to boats passing by.

We slept downstairs.  There are two bedrooms.  Kessa got one; BJ, Abby and I got the the other.  The first night Abby struggled falling asleep.  We finally got her to sleep and Kessa really wanted to go downstairs.  I wouldn't let her. I closed the door going downstairs to keep her from going down while the rest of us read scriptures.  She pleaded for Racky (a stuffed raccoon I've had since I was about 7) so I finally caved and agreed to go down and get him.  And the door was locked.  And wouldn't unlock.  After a little bit of panic and trying everything we could think of to unlock the door (and Abby waking up and crying) BJ finally just took the door handle off.  That solved the problem.  And he fixed the lock.

This jungle gym was a lifesaver.  Abby loved it and spent lots of time in it.  When Nick would let her, of course… ;)  (I had a picture of Jessa in it, too, but it seems to have mysteriously disappeared…)

Kessa usually napped in her bed.  But sometimes the counter is just better.

Kessa remains a tease.  Perhaps she gets it from Aunt Jessa?  And we all love how incredibly small she looks in comparison.  Hah!

This was our first attempt of getting Kessa in the water.  Last year we succeeded by just putting her in, then distracting her.  This year that tactic failed miserably.  Here's a 6-second video of the result.  And no, those tears are not because the noodle is floating away.  It's because she's floating away from the boat.  After some chats with her, I discovered that she was afraid of floating away from the boat...

…so here's a video of me teaching Kessa how if she holds onto a rope, she can stay right next to the boat.  And how she's strong enough to pull herself in.  Heck, she can pull me in.  She thought it was great.  And slowly, ever so slowly...

...Kessa finally got in the water!  It took a lot of patience and baby steps, but we did it!  And she loved it!  And then never would do it again.  :)  We will definitely be enrolling her in swim lessons this winter.  Also, I feel like a complete hypocrite when I try to convince her that getting into the water will be fun, even when she doesn't want to.  At least I admit that I am one.  :)

And now for some non-photo anecdotes:

One night Shawn pulled out his guitar and sang songs about … anything.  Every person in the room got a verse.  And some things were just completely random.  Several of us had tears in our eyes we were laughing so hard.  My favorite line?  "If two polar bears got married in the temple, they'd evacuate the temple because that has never happened before."

We played lots and lots of games.  Stone Age, Settlers: Cities and Knights, Ticket to Ride (love the bluetooth feature on the app.  We had several games going on iPods, iPhones and iPads.  Yeah… we're an Apple family), Small World, Phase 10, and Dominion.  And probably some others.  There was often a game going on.

Food was delicious.  As always.  Travis sent us with some tomatoes that were GINORMOUS.  Like, probably 7-8" in diameter.  We were a little worried that they wouldn't taste good that big, but they did!  (Again, thanks, Trav!)

The fuel pump for the toy tank died, so Nick got to fix it.  We really are so lucky to have him with us for craziness like that.  And amazingly, he burned a paper clip while trying to fix it.

I have now gone to Lake Powell 5 times.  This is the first time that the rocking of the boat has stayed with me.  All last night I watched as the world gently rocked around me.  It was so weird.  Especially when I was just laying in bed.  Or trying to walk and finding myself not being able to walk a straight line.  Today has been a little better, but I've still had my moments.  So, so weird.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

40-year old memories

While my parents were on their mission, my brother, Damian, lived in their house.  Part of their rent included replacing some of the carpet.  Underneath the carpet was a layer of dirt collected over the years.  Damian gathered all that dirt up and Travis had the brilliant idea to give Mom and Dad a plant from each of us, potted in 40 years of memories (amended with some nutrient-rich soil, of course).


Back Row: Peace Lily (Jalin), some sort of … pine?  fern?  (Travis.  Who killed Mom's fern from Grandpa Lovell's funeral and wanted to get her a fern to replace it.)
Front Row: Aloe Vera (James), some flower I don't remember the name of (Damian), succulents (me)

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Julie and Julia

I watched Julie and Julia tonight with my mom as a last hurrah before I go home. This was a horrible idea as its now 1 am and have a 4-hour drive ahead of me tomorrow. But it inspired me to write a blog post about something other than my kids. It doesn't even have pictures! Funnily enough, it's a blog about a movie about a blog about a book. And it's not even some grand spectacular thing like the original blog was. In fact, it's only one little question that is bugging me. (1 am, remember? I don't have time for more than one little question.)

Why did Julia not like Julie's blog?! This seems very un-Julia-like. She likes everyone. It never explains it. (Unless both my mom and I missed it. Which is possible. 1 am. Remember?)

Someone please explain this to me! Please?

Friday, June 15, 2012

Kessa and Abby


Kessa loooooooves being a big sister.  She loves Abby so much.  Here is some picture proof.