William:
Brisingr by Christopher Paolini (finished 2/13)

William has been developing by leaps and bounds lately it seems.  He’s jumped up to learning Level 4 stuff in gymnastics, where 6 short weeks ago he was only doing Level 1 stuff.  He actually got a shot off in the last basketball game–just dribbled right into the lane and put it up.  He missed, but progress is progress.  In that same game, he took a turn as the defender of the quickest player on the opposing team, and did well–another big step.  I bought him a watch and he’s been keeping himself on schedule, for the most part, throughout the day. We’ve been cranking through school in a way that is seriously frightening to my budget.

I’m still losing weight, although not as quickly or consistently.  I’m still missing running because I still haven’t made room for it in my schedule.  Instead I have been keeping up with homeschool scheduling and record keeping, and I’ve been getting caught-up-ish on work.  I’m happy with this trade-off for now.  I’m still thoroughly enjoying coaching basketball.  We’re 2-2 now, with the hardest part of the schedule behind us.  I could see us winning all of our remaining games.

I still haven’t made journaling a regular part of my life.  I wonder if I ever will.  But if that is the only goal I never acheive in this life, I can live with that.

William:
Eldest by Christopher Paolini (1/15)
Polar Bears and the Arctic by Mary Pope Osborne (1/20)

William’s doing well in gymnastics, whether he realizes it or not.  He is learning new stuff and is learning proper form, muscle control and discipline.  Not to mention the fact that he’s getting really strong from all of the pushups and situps and pullups.  And he did a full middle split this week–so he’s getting flexible too.  It’s fun to watch him progress.

He’s doing well in basketball this year too.  His hand-eye coordination is definitely improving.

William sports stuff is the most exciting thing going on around here.

I had a decently productive week.  That was nice.

Weight loss has stagnated.  That’s not nice.

As always, I can’t get all my coons up the same tree, but at least I’m managing to keep some of them there.

One week in to the new gym experience things seem to be going well. I’m happy. The boys aren’t doing as many exciting skills on the floor as they were at the old gym, but the skills they are doing, they have to do perfectly. It’s fun to watch the precision that is displayed throughout the gym. This is a for real operation.

Tonight they did “torture stretching” for the first time since the infamous blowout, and William did fine. He confessed afterwards that he did cry a little bit, but he stayed with it. He didn’t lose his temper or quit or shrink from it. I was super happy with his toughness. 5 more good classes and we get milkshakes.

On the floor tonight they were working on a basic floor routine. William needs to roll his back and tuck his chin on all of his rolls. I should really help him with that.

They also did rings and pommel horse tonight, and William was pretty impressive on both. His build is conducive to those apparatus. He just has nice lines, even as an absolute beginner. I wonder how long I’ll have this opportunity–to have him in sports. It would be fun to see how far he could go with this gymnastics thing.

So all in all, I’m glad I decided not to pay other bills so that I could put William in this class. However, bill collectors suck. So, all in all, I’m also glad I’m getting a tax return.

And tell me…if a man knows of the existence of a kid sharing his genetic material and does not have any contact with him or pay any child support…is that man a father? In any sense? To know the kid exists but not acknowledge his existence in any way shape or form except for in court? I’m so over the whole legal battle.

The March hike might be nixed. Poop. I’m so bummed. The ministerial conference schedule might be changed, which would smell. But then again, things happen for a reason. So…we’ll see what happens.

I want to hike. I want to spend all of my tax return on hiking, but that’s not going to happen.

So…2009 has not been without challenges, but…so far, so good.

It’s crazy to think that we’re almost a whole decade past 2000 and all the bruhaha that went with that.

In keeping with the out with the old, in with the new feeling of a new year, this is a week of beginnings.  Tonight we start gymnastics at the new gym–Brown’s.  I’ve been planning for this day for two months and still can’t decide if I’m nervous or excited.  I hope William doesn’t lose his temper tonight.  I’ve been practicing stretches with him and trying to give him coping techniques for the discomfort of being stretched.  He does not have the kind of inner toughness that most of our family seems to possess–that stubborn, stiff-upper lip, never gonna let ‘em see me sweat attitude.  He’s more of a discomfort=pain=anger sort of guy.  Why?  I don’t know.  No one ever had to teach me to maintain my composure.  I absorbed it from my environment.  He’s not so much into absorbing those sorts of things, so I’ve been having to try to put into words what has been almost instinctive for me from as far as I can remember.  He’s getting so much better at it though.  He’s learning to relax and count and breathe.  He’s learning to not take discomfort personally.

Speaking of discomfort…I have my first practice as his basketball coach tomorrow.  Why am I so nervous about a group of 2nd-3rd graders?  I guess I’m probably more nervous about their parents.  I want our team to do well, but mostly I want each kid to improve in his understanding of the fundamentals.  I would love to be able to employ some actual strategy because that’s the fun part of coaching, but this age group is more about reminding them to keep dribbling and stay between their man and the goal.

We ended 2008 in Big Bend with most of the family.  I was super fun to see Allen and his brood for the first time in a long time.  I hope it’s not that long before we see them again.  2008 was interesting.

Wonder what lies ahead in 2009?

–February
The Runner by Cynthia Voigt finished 2/15
Ender’s Shadow by Orson Scott Card finished 2/18
Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card finished 2/20

–March
With William:
Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder (finished 3/26)
William:
Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card (finished 3/5)
Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carrol (audiobook) (finished 3/26)
Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carrol (audiobook) (finished 3/28 )
Great Illustrated Classics: Ivanhoe by Sir Walter Scott (finished 3/28 )

–April
Watership Down by Richard Adams
William:
The Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis (audiobook)

–May
Journey to Nowhere by Mary Jane Auch (finished on 5/16)
Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel (finished on 5/28)
William:
The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting (finished 5/6)
In Grandma’s Attic by Arleta Richardson (finished on 5/25)

–August
Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen (finished 8/31)
By William:
Viking Ships at Sunrise by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 8/31)

–September
William:
The Adventures of Tintin, vol 4 by Hergé (finished 9/26)
Hour of the Olympics by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 9/29)

–October
William:
The Adventures of Tintin, vol 7 by Hergé (finished 10/31)
Viking Ships at Sunrise by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 10/31)
Charlotte’s Web (audio book) by E. B. White (finished 10/31)

–November
With William:
The Trumpet of the Swan (audio book) by E. B. White (finished 11/1)
Anno’s Mysterious Multiplying Jar by Masaichiro and Mitsumasa Anno (finished 11/6)
Splash! by Ann Jonas (finished 11/6)
The Complete Book of Dragons by E. Nesbit (finished 11/11

–December
William:
Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke (finished 12/15)
Divide and Ride by Stuart J. Murphy (finished 12/23)
Math for All Seasons by Greg Tang (finished 12/23)
Math Curse by Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith (finished 12/23)
One Hundred Hungry Ants by Elinor J. Pinczes (finished 12/23)
Pigs Will Be Pigs by Amy Axelrod (finished 12/23)
Monster Math by Anne Miranda (finished 12/23)
How Much is a Million? by David M. Schwartz (finished 12/23)
Mudpies to Magnets by Robert A. Williams (finished 12/24)
Spaghetti and Meatballs for All! by Marilyn Burns (finished 12/24)
The Greedy Triangle by Marilyn Burns (finished 12/24)
The Princess and Curdie by George McDonald (finished 12/25)
Ghost Town at Sundown by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Lions at Lunchtime by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Dolphins at Daybreak by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Polar Bears Past Bedtime by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Midnight on the Moon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Sunset of the Sabertooth by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Dinosaurs Before Dark by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Dinosaurs by Will Osborne & Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
The Knight at Dawn by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Mummies in the Morning by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Pirates Past Noon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Night of the Ninjas by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Afternoon on the Amazon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
The Railway Children by E. Nesbit (finished 11/25)

William:
Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke (finished 12/15)
Divide and Ride by Stuart J. Murphy (finished 12/23)
Math for All Seasons by Greg Tang (finished 12/23)
Math Curse by Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith (finished 12/23)
One Hundred Hungry Ants by Elinor J. Pinczes (finished 12/23)
Pigs Will Be Pigs by Amy Axelrod (finished 12/23)
Monster Math by Anne Miranda (finished 12/23)
How Much is a Million? by David M. Schwartz (finished 12/23)
Mudpies to Magnets by Robert A. Williams (finished 12/24)
Spaghetti and Meatballs for All! by Marilyn Burns (finished 12/24)
The Greedy Triangle by Marilyn Burns (finished 12/24)
The Princess and Curdie by George McDonald (finished 12/25)
Ghost Town at Sundown by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Lions at Lunchtime by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Dolphins at Daybreak by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Polar Bears Past Bedtime by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Midnight on the Moon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Sunset of the Sabertooth by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/26)
Dinosaurs Before Dark by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Dinosaurs by Will Osborne & Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
The Knight at Dawn by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Mummies in the Morning by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Pirates Past Noon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Night of the Ninjas by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)
Afternoon on the Amazon by Mary Pope Osborne (finished 12/27)

I love Dori in finding Nemo.  In fact I love Ellen in most things.  Except Mr. Wrong.  That was just a weird movie. Well, I actually like Ellen in that too sometimes. But I digress.

Dori’s theme song of “just keep swimming, just keep swimming” is my mantra these days. Someday, do you think they will invent a disorder for all of us who are just overwhelmed with life and its many pulls and responsibilities? Post-industrial Rat Race Syndrome? PiRRS. Hello, my name is Michelle I have have PiRRS.

There’s just too much to do in any given day. Oh, and if it’s one of those crazy, rare, blue moon kind of days where there’s not too much to do, don’t worry. TV and internet and movies that come in the mail and YouTube, possibly the greatest time suck ever invented, or maybe Facebook will gladly fill in all the empty spaces until, not only are there no empty spaces, but now, you don’t have time to do all the things you were supposed to get done. And could have gotten done if you were not an unfortunate member of the PiRRS community.

And it’s not enough to just do your stuff on a daily basis. You have to blog it too. At least two or three times a week.

Oh, but now that’s not even enough either. You have to tweet throughout the day.

What are you doing?

Those four fateful words just stare at me from Twitterific. What am I doing? I’m succumbing to PiRRS. I’m postponing dishes and laundry and getting caught up on Bloglines or Tivo. And if it wasn’t enough for Netflix to send movies to my mailbox, now I can watch them instantly on my mac.

But every day can’t be spent on the couch awash in electronic wonders. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to get caught up on Bloglines. No most days are spent earning money and spending money. Work, buy homeschool supplies, use homeschool supplies, cook, eat, buy groceries. Buy gas, drive to gymnastics, library, football practice. Drive home. Cook, eat, work. Sleep. And hurry.

I think at its heart PiRRS is not really a medical condition, although sign me up or any free drug trials for medication that improves time management skills. That’s what it basically boils down to. We grown ups are supposed to prioritize, especially when we are rat-racing. You know, the rat never gets out of the maze. He sometimes gets the cheese, but then they just keep putting him back in the maze. But that’s another one of the symptoms of PiRRS. Not only do we not prioritize what we have going on properly, we continue to add more stuff. Yet more things we won’t have time to get done.

Yeah. I signed up to coach basketball.

We may never have clean socks again.

img_9119Sunday the boys had a flag football game. We won’t discuss the final score. Let’s just say the boys are learning to do their best, and have fun, and not worry about winning. Plus, they have a good coach this time around, so they are learning some basic plays and getting a chance to play every position.

William still doesn’t focus very well during the games, poor guy. I wonder when that will click for him. He’s a bit of a contradiction in that he likes to win–really wants to win. So that’s competitive, right? But then, he doesn’t have that fire to compete, really hustle and work that I always associate with being competitive. So basically, he wants to win, but doesn’t understand the formula that leads to winning. I have to keep telling myself that he’s only been doing sports for a year, and he’ll figure this stuff out eventually.

Not that I want him to become obsessed with competition, but I want him to participate with an understanding of what is most likely to bring success. And hopefully still retain the ability to say the better team won when he loses. And hopefully learn to not say that when he wins.

This parenting thing keeps me on my toes. I’m constantly asking why I expect what I do from William, and have I given him the instruction he needs to meet those expectations. Sometimes I think I have him figured out, and then he just blindsides me with some completely unexpected perspective. He really does come at things from a different angle.

Back when I was first looking into homeschool, I came across the concept of a visual-spatial learner

, and it’s pretty scary how well it describes William. Some of the key attributes are:

Thinks primarily in pictures.
William likes a movie better than its book counterpart because he can see what it looks like.

Relates well to space.
He’s always been able to make really cool 3-D representations, whether out of legos or cardboard and tape.

Is a whole-part learner.
He doesn’t want just part of the picture. He’s always trying to tie things together. He learned over 100 sight words easily by the age of 2, but struggled with phonics when I tried that with him at 4.

Learns complex concepts easily; struggles with easy skills.
This is a super frustrating one for me as a mom and a teacher. Things that seem like a no-brainer to me, and most of the world, really baffle him and require extra explanation. Ugh. I really need to remember to be patient with him.

Sees the big picture; may miss details.
This can also be frustrating. Especially when it comes to completing tasks like, oh, say, tidying his room. He thinks it’s tidy, but he’s missed details like the fact that you can’t see the top of his dresser, and his closet is a disaster area.

Doesn’t write quickly or easily.
So true of William. His handwriting isn’t even close to resembling a 3rd graders.

Is not well-organized.
Not sure I can pin this entirely on the visual-spatial thing, because he could have just learned it from me.

Learns best by seeing relationships.
He tries to tie things together all the time. Sometimes, the things aren’t linked the way he thinks they are, though, and he comes to a wrong conclusion.

Learns concepts permanently; is turned off by drill and repetition.
He puts elephants to shame. Honestly. And he gets frustrated when he has to do something over and over to the point that he loses focus and it begins to be pointless to have him continue to repeat it.

Develops own methods of problem solving.
I remember when he was about 5 months old, he pulled up on our coffee table and tried to grab a toy that was on the other side. He stood there for a couple minutes trying to reach with first one hand, then the other, but it was just beyond his finger tips. So then he tried to climb up on the table, but fortunately hadn’t learned that trick just yet. I was just watching him, wondering if he’d give up and turn his attention somewhere else. He stopped for a second and just looked at the toy, then dropped to the floor, crawled under the table, and pulled up on the other side. Success! I knew I was in for a wild ride.

Is very sensitive to teachers’ attitudes.
This is so very true of William. He can read people’s emotions well. He knows when I’m impatient or frustrated with him, and he does not respond well to it. He becomes emotional when he senses emotion. He is also hypersensitive to the possibility of making people angry or disappointing someone, and reacts emotionally to that. I’m really working on having him control his emotions right now, and trying to explain to him that when he splats tears and angry words all over people, they are going to react negatively. That doesn’t mean they are permanently mad at him or they don’t like him. Explaining doesn’t work super well for him though–he needs to experience it and build trust in people.

Generates unusual solutions to problems.
Standardized tests are not his cup of tea. I plan on testing him regularly because I want him to have practice enough that he can do well with them. But multiple choice tests with only one correct answer can be tough for him because he sees aspects of “correctness” in more than one answer quite often. And if I can get him to explain himself, he’s using good logic. Just not common sense.

Develops quite asynchronously.
He took his first steps the day before he turned 9 months. But he still can’t stand still.

Is a late bloomer.
I think this is definitely true for him socially. He’s always been a bit socially immature. He’s grown up quite a bit in this past year, though, and I’m trying to help him grow up some more.

In January I took the plunge and started William in league sports at the JCC even though he protested mightily. He hated basketball, soccer, football–you name it. He cried. He threw temper tantrums. It wasn’t pretty and it made me tired. Then in April I threw gymnastics into the mix. More of the same emotional responses. But through this year he has grown up so much. He has learned more emotional control. He’s learned some tools for dealing with bullies. He’s learned to run into a group of people that he doesn’t know, and look to the coach for what to do. He no longer complains before every class and game that he doesn’t want to do it.

So yes, so far all of his trophies are for participation only. But winning really isn’t everything. Just getting my upside-down little guy in the game is a victory in my book.