Showing posts with label what we're learning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what we're learning. Show all posts

Thursday, May 16, 2013

One Week Later.....


We took him for pizza to celebrate. I still get happy tears when I watch this...yes, we've a long way yet to go, but look how far we've come already. Wow.

Sorry the quality is bad; I had to shrink it to get it to upload. You'll want your speakers on full blast, as his voice is soft.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

The Ups and Downs....

I had a very up & down day this week with The Adventurer. Teaching him, trying to teach him, is a huge challenge. Not surprising, given the list of ways that his brain struggles with processing new information. I've shared in earlier posts, but suffice it to say -- every way that the brain has of taking in & processing new information, is, in him, disrupted to some degree. Every single aspect of learning is affected. 

I've learned, recently, that I cannot look to where he "should" be. I realized as I plotted out course options for the boys and sat down to figure out what grade The Adventurer "should" be in, if he were in school, that he would be entering 3rd grade in the fall. That was a smack in the face, a punch in the gut, as I thought of all those lovely 3rd grade books he "should be" reading, by himself, almost by  now. And then thought of the up & down of the day we had yesterday, which is where he is. 

We were reviewing phonograms -- the sounds letters make. I pulled out the stack of cards, and the letter tiles, and an ABC Bingo card printed with all the letters of the alphabet, capital & lowercase paired together in the same square. He still struggles to remember that each letter, each sound, is represented by 2 variations of the same letter and struggles with remembering that L is the same as l, that H is the same as h, and which b, d, p, q goes with which B, D, P, Q. He is, however, beginning to remember most letter sounds, so we're working on that and using the capital/lower case BINGO sheet as a subtle cue on those pairings. 

To start, we laid out all the letter tiles, in alphabetical order. I pointed to each letter and he & I, together, said the name of each one. He can sing the song, but doesn't always remember when he sees a letter, what its name is. So we pointed and named, in order. Then we went back to the beginning and said the sounds for each one, again, as we pointed. 

When I got to e & f, we had one of those "ups" that are small & infrequent & thus extra cherished:  we pronounced /e/ (as in egg), and then /f/ (as in fox), and The Adventurer piped up, "/ef/!" That's the name of this one (pointed to the f), and that (pointed to e-f, together) is how you spell it!" "/ef/! just like the letter!"  

"Yes! Exactly, Adventurer! You are so right!! That does spell the name of this letter, because e says /e/, and f says /f/ and together, /ef/, makes the name of the f. So cool! Great job, noticing that!!" I was excited, to say the least. 

Then we continued on through the alphabet, giving the sound each letter makes, just as a quick review because mostly he knows all the sounds now. Mostly. 

Then I handed him the BINGO card, the idea being I would speak a letter sound, he would find the letter tile that represents the sound and place it on the appropriate square on the card. Given our breakthrough moments before, when we discussed the name & sound of  Ff in such detail, I started with that: /f/. 

He didn't know. He pointed to 2 different letters before declaring his frustration and I showed him the f tile, reminded him of our conversation and had him place it on the bingo board. 

He placed it on the Tt spot.  Which, granted, looks very similar to the Ff spot, so shouldn't surprise me (he never ever mistakes it when he is looking for T or t; that one he knows). 

I move on, deciding that I will casually call out the letter sounds that make a straight line, allowing him to quickly get a Bingo before one of us (most likely me) gets discouraged. There are more mistakes along the way, and I am glad I chose to take the short way out today. 

Later, he selects the letter tiles that spell his name. He knows how to write his name in capital letters, but still mixes up what lower case letters he needs. His name ends in an H, which he knows. He gets the first few letters right, then starts hunting for that last elusive H. He picks up a g and asks, "is this one H?"  I try not to sigh as I hand him the "h" to end his name. And then I cheer when he shows me he has spelled his name with the letter tiles, overlooking that he's also put the c in backwards, which he  never does when he writes it. I celebrate this small victory with him, and we move on to handwriting as I am just done with letter tiles for the day. 

These are the ups and downs we face each and every day. 

My mom-in-law reminded me, when we started, "remember, this is just like his very first year in school now, because you just now found out how to really help him" and I cling to that, daily, any time I start feeling sorry for myself about where he is compared to where he "should be."  

I remember what she said, and remind myself that he should be right where he is, and that he is right where he should be: home, learning with people who love him and cheer on his successes without belittling him for his mistakes.  Home, learning with people who work hard to understand and help him compensate for all the challenges he faces. Home, learning with people who make a point of remembering, as hard as this is for us, so much more so it is for him. Home, teaching the people who love him not to judge a person by his abilities, because the whole person is so very much more than that. 

Yes, my Adventurer is right where he should be: Home. Teaching, and learning from, people who love him. 

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Three Week Check-In....

Midway through the third week of our second semester, and I thought I'd check in and update on how things are going.

The Monday to Thursday schedule is working beautifully! Now, there's a definite feel of "projects get done on Friday, or carried to the weekend, but no later" which helps tremendously. Also, if any other subject gets "behind" the boys are able to use what would be free time on Friday and finish that up, as well. Having an almost free day once a week cuts down the "we need a break" syndrome, too. All in all, it's been a fantastic schedule help -- I am so glad I remembered a friend doing it and decided to try it in our home school. Yay!

The Writer is currently working on an art project that has been a multi-step thing; I can't wait to see the finished product. It's an abstract self portrait, with very specific guidelines, and so far it is amazing. That should be a Friday finish this week, so I can post pictures this weekend or Monday. yay!

The Artist is pushing, hard, through his English course so that we can move on. The writing projects are not the easiest thing for him, but he's doing well. I am so proud of him in that he doesn't give up, even when things are hard. And he's getting pretty good grades on things, with helpful feedback as well -- his teacher is fantastic and really seems to use grading as a teaching tool to show him where  he can improve for next time. I hope he gets the same teacher next semester (with TTUISD, you register one semester at a time, and the 2nd semester teacher is not always the same as first semester).

The Adventurer is plugging along. We've hit a bit of a stall on phonics acquisition, and I remind myself that this road to literacy is a marathon, not a sprint. I thought we'd found a trick to help with the portion of Earobics that most frusttrates him, but he is still not able to do that particular game very well, and I'm not sure why; I think it's a matter of brain maturity, and his is just not there yet. So, I've tabled that game, and we will plug on and keep working.

He is showing some strong dislike for the curriculum we use as far as history, Bible & science -- he sees his brothers "doing" stuff for school, and he wants to "do stuff" too. So I'm on the hunt for history & science curriculum that has him "do stuff." If anyone has ideas or suggestions, I would love to hear them! Something activity or computer based would be awesome. I have some DVDs to try for science, but I fear that watching a DVD will not be enough "doing stuff" for him and he'll protest that as well. With his multitude of learning challenges, finding a curriculum that interests and excites him and thus gains his cooperation is vital. With so much else to overcome, resistance to the very curriculum is just not something I want to add/keep in our school day. In the meantime, I'm focusing only on his math and reading skills, and trust he'll pick up history and science later on.

We have made strides in his behavior, through a very simple diet change...more on that in an upcoming post!

Hope your semester is going well, whether you are just starting like we are or winding down like much of the US is. Happy Wednesday, all!

Friday, April 5, 2013

Character Traits, in Pictures

As a part of The Artist's studies with TTUISD, he had to draw a picture depicting some of his character traits, what makes him unique. It was a difficult project for him, as he has a hard time thinking of himself in those sorts of terms, but he did it.

Honest
Kind
Good Reader
Good Chef
Thoughtful

Yep, all things I'd use to sum up my boy! And I love the creative way he depicted each one -- note the "thought bubbles" for "thoughtful." I think that's my favorite!

Character Traits Drawing
What are your kids up to these days?

Monday, April 1, 2013

2nd Semester, 2013

Today we start back to school after our oddly timed Semester Break! The boys are a bag of mixed emotions, some grateful for something to do, some wishing for more time just to play, but everyone at least understanding that we have to start up again and get back to work, so hopefully today goes well. We shall see!

I thought I'd start off our semester by posting everyone's new schedule. We are continuing with the on-line distance education program (TTUISD) for the oldest, partial enrollment in same for the middle schooler, and at-home school/remediation for the youngest.

The Writer, 9th Grade, 2nd Semester-- 
English
World Geography
Geometry
Biology
Foundations of Personal Fitness (replaces Health)
Art

The Artist, 6th Grade, 2nd Semester -- 
English
Science
Math (Teaching Textbooks 6)
Geography (Around the World in 180 Days, tweaked schedule)
Typing (via Typing Instructor Deluxe)

The Adventurer, Age 8 --
Handwriting Without Tears K
All About Spelling 1
Earobics Software
Edmark Reading Software
Spalding/Writing Road to Reading (maybe)
History -- continuing through "Child's History of the World"
Bible -- continuing through Egermeir's Bible Story Book
Science -- continuing through a National Geographic Society series of books we own
Assorted Therapy Games/Activities

I've revamped the schedule so that everyone mostly has Friday off, except for projects. We got very overwhelmed last semester with all the writing assignments, art projects, and other projects for each class and thus projects tended to get shoved aside as we plodded through the rest of the "regular" material, such that we had a back-log of projects at the end of the semester.

In an effort to avoid that this semester, I have scheduled the regular course work to be done only Monday through Thursday, with Friday's set aside for Cleaning Day (which we desperately need to return to), and Project Day. Hopefully being able to focus ONLY on those projects, whether art, English, or Other, will allow the boys to actually finish projects when scheduled. We'll institute a "must be submitted by Sunday night" policy to ensure we don't fall behind again.

While the on-line course allows us 6 months to complete each course, which means an expiration date of roughly October 1st, we are aiming to finish by early to mid August, as we've recently learned we'll be returning to the US sometime in September. We very much want to be done with the semester, including final exams taken, before we move home, which means we need to stay on our (self-imposed) schedule this semester. I really think the Monday to Thursday tweak will help a great deal with that. I hope.

Looking forward to a great 2nd semester, and wishing each of you a happy spring today!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Quips & Quotes from The Adventurer (age 7)

I promise I really am going to talk about what it's like to decide you need to evaluate your not-yet-reading seven year old, and then the emotions of getting a dyslexia diagnosis, the therapies & remediation that were prescribed and how we're implementing those. First I want to share a glimpse at who he is, though, because he is so much more than his diagnosis. He is cute, and sweet, and funny, and smart, and creative, and....well, you'll see. Here are a few quotes & quips from The Adventurer from this past week of school. Enjoy!

While I was reading to him about Alexander the Great, who took his father's plan to invade Persia and then expanded it to the rest of the known world, The Adventurer had these questions:

"But, don't all people speak different languages? So, wouldn't that be a problem for him??" 

(a page later we learned that Alexander taught Greek to all the people he conquered)

When we read of the library at Alexandria, and the scrolls contained therein:

"So, how do pirates find treasure maps anyway? And how are treasure maps made in the first place?" 

(I answer that I do not know, and we can discuss it after school; he offers to explain what he knows based on a Tom & Jerry episode he watches fairly often; I decline and redirect him to listening to Alexander's adventurers.)

As we learn of Alexander's death after he had successfully conquered the world and was planning to return to Greece:

"So, will some random Greek guy be their king now, since the real king died?" 

(we learn in the next paragraph that Alexander instructed his generals to fight it out; they did, and 4 winners split his kingdom into 4 parts, each choosing one section to rule; of those four, only Ptolemy I, who took Egypt, is really remembered in history)

As I read to him about Joseph and his brothers, and Joseph's journey from the bottom of a well to a throne in Egypt, he was full of commentary and questions on why the brothers would be so mean, and why Joseph would be so nice, and then wondering why Joseph would hide his silver cup to make it look like Benjamin stole it. Perhaps my favorite comment during this story:  "What's so important about a dumb cup anyway? Didn't he have another one?"

As I read to him about Job, and the conversation between God and Satan about Job's loyalty: "Why would Satan do that? He must be pure evil." And later, "So, why couldn't he just be the next most powerful person after God? Wouldn't that have been okay?" (as I tried explaining who Satan is, why God doesn't like him, etc...)

As we do math, and I ask him questions, he most often replies with the answer and then, "Duh. Don't you have eyes, too??"  As he also talks back to the computer in this manner, I have realized this is not so much about giving me attitude, rather, it's how he responds to pressure, stress, and frustration. We will work on more appropriate ways to respond to frustration, but as we've only recently moved from "don't hit; use your words" to this, I don't want to shift too soon to "okay, now make your words nice and kind at all times." We just spent ages on teaching him and training him to use his words to show he's frustrated; he is doing exactly what we asked, although not in the way we imagined. I'll take it, for now. As long as I just reply with "yes, but YOU have to answer the problem, because it is your math homework, not mine..." it all goes well.

Singapore Math 1B
As he does handwriting, once he's written the letters he then draws stick figures -- being the letter, holding up the letter, jumping over the letter, etc. I get running commentary, lots of giggles, etc. as he does this. I so enjoy watching him add his spark to everything he does.

As he does his coloring pages, he seeks out the most defiant way to comply with my instructions. For a page that said "color this car with pastel colors" he chose the darkest gray he could, proudly told me he was not going to use a pastel color, he was going to use a dark gray instead, and then colored it as light as possible so that it looked pastel. He was absolutely delighted that he could thus "trick" the page into believing he had followed the directions, even though really he used a dark color, not a pastel. I probably shouldn't, but I adore those moments. My boy is full of spunk, that's for sure. I love watching him use it.

spunk in action:
he was starting on the right side, running, jumping onto the couch and doing rolls across to the other side
he asked for action photos; this is the best one, The Adventurer, mid roll. 

Tomorrow: why we had him evaluated, and our reaction to his diagnosis; the day after, his therapies & day-to-day routine. If you or anyone you know has a child with any kind of learning challenge, not just dyslexia, please share this post and this series of posts. 

Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Artist (6th grade) Writes....

As promised, here is The Artist's hero paper; the assignment was to give 500 words about who is a hero to him, what characteristics or actions make that person a hero, and how do those actions benefit the student.

We started out with "My dad, because he's good at Resident Evil, is very nice, and makes great apple pie." and spent two hours turning that into almost 500 words. I just kept reading what he wrote, then asking follow up questions that would pull a bit more information from him, and he'd tell me the answers, then write them in sentence format in the paper. We just kept doing that until he reached the correct number of words.

This paper has not yet been graded by his teacher.  UPDATE: As of Monday, Jan 15, it was graded. She gave him a 100 and wrote "You are very lucky to have such a loving dad."  How sweet is that?!  In case you are just joining this blog and this is your first post, he has an outside teacher for this class; grading and course requirements are identical to public schools in Texas.

My Dad, My Hero

My dad is a hero to me; when I grow up I want to be just like him. My dad is a fun-loving guy, who spends time with me doing things that he knows I like to do. I can always tell that my dad loves me because of the way he acts towards me. 

One of the things I like about my dad is that he’s good at video games, and whenever he plays he lets me look up the walkthrough for him. When he plays I watch him to learn the best ways to get through the part of the game that he is playing.  The game that my dad plays is Resident Evil (4); it is all about shooting bad guys and trying to stop the main bad guy. I need his help because it is a hard game for me, and it is kind of scary, but when my dad plays, it is less scary because my dad has got bigger and stronger guns on his file than I do on my file.  Also, with my dad sitting next to me, I don’t get as worried because I know he will always protect me. 

Another thing that I like about my dad is he is kind, and he is nice to me. And he helps me with my school work. Just the other day he helped me with my science by bringing the right things for it, such as a beaker, a scale, some magnets, and some rocks. Then, he did the experiment with me and made it more fun than if I would have done it by myself. 

Probably my favorite thing is that my dad is a very good cook, and he makes delicious apple pies. And his apple pies are very good desserts! Also, sometimes my dad lets me help cook too. A long time ago, we (my whole family) made family soup! The most delicious food in the world, we all work together to choose ingredients, chop them up, and then, after the cooking, we all work together to eat it! Now “Family Soup” is one of our favorite meals to make! 

Sometimes my dad lets me lead, and he helps me. One night, he helped me cook dinner! I decided to make a stir fry, but we forgot to take the meat out so it was frozen. Then my dad decided to marinate it so that it would thaw out faster, so we put it into a bowl with some seasonings and a secret ingredient: beer! It tasted good in the end and we had a great dinner.  

When I grow up, I want to be just like my dad: very good at video games, a good cook, and very loving towards my children. I chose to write about my dad, one of my heroes, because I really like him. 

I'm curious to see how he does on this one. It is not his best writing sample; he has some difficulty getting from a general topic to a fully developed paper. His summaries for class have been very good, as he is able to highlight the key points in what he's read, then put that information into his own words. He has turned in two so far; the first of those he received a 90, the second, a 100. I hope his essay is up to par; we'll see what his teacher thinks! I'll update or post follow-up when we receive his grade.

Tomorrow, a glimpse at quotable moments, good and bad, from The Adventurer's week, and then Monday I will begin the posts about his diagnosis, suggested course of therapy, how that plays out in real life, etc.

Friday, January 11, 2013

A Day in the Life.....of a Middle-School Boy

I'm writing this Thursday night, so will just talk about it as "today" even though by the time you read this, it will be yesterday, 'kay? 'Kay.

The Artist, sipping some hot tea, and reading. Of course.
Today, The Artist.  Newly-turned age 12, he is in his 2nd semester of 6th grade. He is enrolled in Science & English via the same TTUISD that we use for The Writer; Science is a print-based course, meaning they sent us a PDF of the course syllabus & assignments and we type his answers and email them back (or, if we were in the US, we would mail them in). English is on-line and is done the same way as The Writer's courses; reading assignments are posted, he reads in a textbook and completes quizzes and worksheets on-line, and submits written assignments by typing them, saving them, then uploading them to the website.

The Artist also does Teaching Textbooks Math 6 and reads assorted history books; he is supposed to be doing World Geography, but I have seriously let that slide. The therapy stuff for The Adventurer really threw me for a loop, and most of my planning time from September to now has been used up with sorting out what all of the Psychologist's suggestions mean. I have not had time to be in charge of directing The Artist through a research based geography course, so instead have been handing him biographies to read and historical fiction about different time periods and parts of the world; thank goodness for all the leftover Sonlight books!

I've decided to save The Adventurer's routine for next week, so today, just a quick look at a day in the life of a middle school boy.  Today his day involved a LOT of computer time. The boys rediscovered Civilization III last night, so he's been playing it basically every time he can convince me to let him on the computer. As I was fighting a sore throat and general blah feeling, and it was raining so outside activity was a definite no-go, he got let on the computer a lot.

Between Civ III sessions, though, he attempted to do research for a paper on volcanoes (for English, not Science) and despite 45 minutes of faithful effort, could not find the answers he needed. I decided I did not have enough brain power to direct his research, so told him I'd help him later. That no due date thing is a blessing. Or a curse. Whichever.

Instead of working on the paper, then, he had to write a 500 word essay on a hero in his life. I typed up the questions that his teacher wanted him to answer and left space between each so he could fill in a chart and organize his thoughts. Then I spent two hours helping him develop his thoughts into well-written, well-developed paragraphs. We managed to get from "My hero is my dad. He is good at Resident Evil, is very nice, and makes great apple pie" to a fairly good essay, though we did stop at 479 words because I just could not see how on earth to add those last 21 words to what we had. And after two hours, I was ready to quit. I uploaded the file, clicked submit, and crossed my fingers. Here's hoping the teacher likes it.

Aside from that, The Artist had one math lesson and read half a chapter of Science. Or, as he puts it, "two entire sections....."  He did learn a lot about types of energy, though, and spent the rest of the afternoon telling me what types of energy exist in all the objects in our house. And which civilization he was going to conquer next. But I don't think that was from Science.

Oh, and he read. A lot. As he is never without a book (or his kindle), I forget to count that as school. He reads while he eats breakfast, reads while he eats lunch, reads between school assignments, reads out in the hammock in the afternoons, reads at night after going to bed......he is always reading. Right now he's reading through the original Boxcar Children series, as a 12-book set was recently free for Kindle. Right now he's advising his older brother on the best strategy for Civilization III......

Over the weekend (you don't have to stop by, but I'd love it if you do) I'll post up The Artist's essay, and hopefully his grade, so you can see what an average 6th grade boy writes and how it gets graded by an average school teacher; I will also share some quips and quotes from The Adventurer's past week just to give you a glimpse of who he is before I really get into his therapy needs. Monday (and probably a lot of next week) will be all about how a veteran home school mom can be totally caught off guard by something like a dyslexia diagnosis, what all therapies were suggested, what all we're doing, and how that fits into our day. In a country where every aspect of his therapy and remediation rests solely on me, because there simply are no options available to us in English otherwise.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Semester Check-Up (Day in the Life, Day One)

First, welcome! If you are joining me thanks to Mindy's Link-Up from Grateful for Grace, thank you! Today I'll be sharing our Semester Check-Up, and then for the remaining 9 days of the 10, I'll share a "Day in the Life" of our home school. You can read a little about us in the About page, see pics of my students on the right side bar, and feel free to read the "Our Homeschool" tab that will explain all about how long I've been doing this, and what brought me from where we started to where we are now.

If you've popped over from my primary blog, you know all of that already ;) I am moving the home school posts over here, though, to provide a little bit more of necessary anonymity due to the restrictions surrounding home schooling in our current country; I hope you all understand (and thus the reason for no real names, too). 

Now, on to the post!  Semester Check-Up --- we're finishing up our 1st Semester of the 2012/2013 School year.  It's the first time in a very long time that we've done a US schedule, September to May. Well, ours will be more September to June or something, because we started near the end of September, but you get the idea. The plan is that we'll finish our 2nd semester in time to start next school year in early September and then stay on track from then on.

The Writer -- my oldest son, aged 15, is currently a freshman (9th grade) in high school, enrolled in an on-line program via TTUISD. He's taking a full course load, and doing really well. He is making solid As and Bs in all of his classes, he's learning study skills, time management skills, coping skills for when he's frustrated, how to juggle fun course work with not so fun course work, what time of day is best for doing the hard stuff, etc. The only thing I would change for him about this year is that if I could, I would switch out Art for Drama. His perfectionist tendencies are proving to be a serious hindrance to him as he works on art projects and his progress in that class is S.L.O.W. Very. My hope is that by the end of the year he'll learn how to adjust time spent on a project to match the weight the project carries in his grade; that a project worth 10% of his grade is not worth the time spent on one worth 50% of his grade. He struggles with the same issue every time he encounters a writing assignment for English; it's the one aspect of his schooling this year that tries my patience. Other than this one thing, though, I am very pleased with our choice this year to use an on-line school; it's really freed me up to work with my youngest, who really needs my time and attention. More on that in a bit....



The Artist -- my second son, aged 12, is currently in 6th grade. He is enrolled in two classes from TTUISD -- English and Science; he does math at home with Teaching Textbooks, reads everything he can get his hands on, and started (but we've let slide) a geography program that's research based.  He's doing amazingly well. Luckily my husband is a Chemist by trade, so he helps with the science experiments (including bringing home random equipment from work so we can do the experiments to begin with); funny story -- I was "fired" by my husband on the very first week of trying to teach Kindergarten Science to my oldest son. As I tried to make my then 5 yr old understand the water cycle, and poor boy was bored to tears and not understanding anything, my husband came to the rescue, took the boy to the kitchen and a pot of boiling water later, the water cycle was explained, understood, and I didn't teach science again from then on. When the chance came to outsource Science I jumped for joy; my husband had long ago taken over, but lately work required too much time so Science became that poor neglected subject, as it does for so many. My boy is happy to have it in the schedule again, as he loves science. I am happy he can have it and I don't have to teach it. Win-win.


The Adventurer -- my youngest, he will turn 8 in February, and he is working towards literacy.  Yes, I mean to say he can't read. Not one little bit. At all. In fact, he cannot remember that the last letter in his name is called "aych" and not "jay" (H, not J). He knows what it looks like; he can write his name, but when he spells it out loud for you he says "jay" instead. Even when reminded. Even when reminded 5 times in a row, as he goes to every member of the family proudly displaying the drawing he made of various stick figures, each one holding a letter of his name, and at each person, though just corrected moments before, still proudly calls that last letter a "jay" and not an "aych."

The Adventurer is the reason, mostly, that we switched to on-line school for the older boys; that, plus the current restrictions on home schooling where we live. Mostly though it was so I could dedicate as much time as possible to helping The Adventurer become literate. I have hope that maybe we'll get there.

I'll go into the background on this in an upcoming post but for today, Semester Check-Up. This past semester has been very different. In August we had him evaluated by an Educational Psychologist, who diagnosed moderate dysphoneidetic dyslexia, among other things. Moderate means not quite severe. Dysphoneidetic means that his dyslexia is both auditory and visual in nature, so that things he sees and things he hear get processed....wrong. Which means that it's not my fault he can't read, and that it won't be easy to teach him.

Since getting his report in September, I've been implementing all sorts of at-home language therapy, occupational therapy, and intensely remedial phonemic awareness activities. School has meant doing "random access naming" drills --- for 2 minutes, I show him flashcards and see how many he can name. Last week, he got 53 things named in 120 seconds. This is monstrous improvement from the beginning, when he could barely do 17 in 60 seconds. He now has instead of a language arts drawer, a therapy drawer, and instead of a math drawer, a handwriting drawer. The math manipulatives are still in use, but moved to accommodate the other stuff. He has a slew of software we've just started using, one that asks him to identify if a pair of sounds are both the same (/a/ and /a/) or are different (/a/ and /o/); he doesn't always get it right.

So, how has this semester gone for him? Well, I don't feel like I know yet. I'm still coming to grips with his diagnosis, what it means, what his chances are for success, and wondering how long it will take and if he'll be reading at all before he's 10, or maybe not until he's 12, or ??? I have no idea. He turns 8 in February and still doesn't remember letter sounds we've been working on since he was six. And he still can't remember all the teens between 10 and 20, though he mostly can remember what order the tens go (10, 20, 30, etc...). Usually. The Adventurer and I are just now settling into a routine, as the last of his new curriculum has just finally arrived to us here in S. America, and I have hope that now we can really begin.

So. That's been our semester. Over all, I'm pleased. The on-line school was a brilliant idea and just what we needed; with all that The Adventurer needs, there is no way I could give him all of that and give my oldest a quality high school education, preparing him for college, at the same time. Nevermind also a middle school student in the mix. The on-line school has wildly exceeded my expectations, moving from this thing we were doing, grudgingly, out of necessity, to a thing that has been a Godsend and a blessing and actually really GOOD for all of us. Huh. Who knew?

Tomorrow, I'll focus on my role in our homeschool day; then I'll go through a day focused on each boy, and we'll see what next week brings. If you have any questions, about any of this, please ask! My email can be found in the Contact Me button at the top of the home page if you need to contact me for a private conversation, or I welcome comments and do moderate so can keep things private if you would like. Thanks for stopping by, and I look forward to getting to know each of you!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Not-Quite-Friday What We're Learning Update....

I know it's only Thursday, and Mindy at Grateful for Grace does her link-up on Fridays, but I'm popping in with mine now because, well, I'm ready and trying not to procrastinate.

So here's a little "what we're learning" update and a general update as well.

We are learning....

...that karate does, in fact, involve a little bit of (very) light contact, and that we don't appreciate that, at all.

...that plans can change, and twice a week karate lessons can be stopped before they get started if one has a good enough reason. Unexpected contact sport is, we think, a good enough reason. Even if some of us realized there might be contact, we are not willing to force the sport on the unsuspecting among us who didn't have a clue.

...that not having to leave my house those other two nights a week is a beautiful, beautiful thing. I am insanely grateful that I won't be needing quite as many "quick & easy meals" as I thought.

...piano continues at a startling rate. Since I last posted, The Artist has learned London Bridge and his instructor has introduced the bass clef, so he's now practicing with both left & right hands. He's working on Frere Jacques with both hands. He is able to read music, follow sheet music, or listen and repeat.

...that buying just the right fabric when making a gift for someone, following your own design, is a bit nerve wracking. I did a wide poll of all my friends on whether to go with the original color scheme I wanted for the baby gift I'm making, or to go with the color scheme that the new mom chose for the baby's bedding. Votes were roughly 50/50, but The Chemist cast the deciding vote and suggested I match it to the baby's room just to be on the safe side. This was tough, folks. I had already seen and picked out (but not bought) the absolutely perfect fabrics -- for my color scheme. Finding stuff that I loved as much, worked as well together, still felt feminine and soft, and that sang to me the way the originals did....it was tough. Really, really tough. In fact, I'm still doubting one of the fabrics and will be emailing photos to a select few (two) so they can tell me which one to use. Hopefully they agree with each other, because The Chemist and I disagree. I really need a no-tie vote on this. Ooh, just thought of a third person to guarantee I don't get tie results.

...how to serve well in tennis. "We" are not learning this, but The Writer is learning this and doing really well at it. The Chemist and he have played a few games together and all reports are that The Writer is doing great.

That's the bulk of what we're learning this week. I've got a few posts coming up that should be interesting; a spotlight on The Writer, a preview of the baby quilt (the recipient does not read my blog, I don't think), a photo of the memorial "quilt" (tiny) that The Artist designed for Kitty Socks, and some more catch-up on the Diary Quilt. I'll get those posts going in the next week or two....come back and check it out!

Friday, April 13, 2012

What We're Learning, 2nd Edition

I won't be doing this every week, but only those weeks I have something to share. This week is one of those weeks! Hooray!

We're learning some fun stuff this week....

The Artist, age 11, is finally riding his bike w/o the aid of training wheels! woot!!!

Now, before you get all "only now???? he's ELEVEN!!" on me, keep in mind that he was only 6 when we moved to Brazil. To an apartment where he had no place to ride a bike. And then to a house where the only streets were steep hills not conducive to a just-learning bike rider. And so now, in this house, with flat streets and no traffic he has had his first opportunity to learn to ride a bike. With that in mind, I'm very proud of how quickly he caught on. Yay, Artist!!!

The Writer, age 14, continues in his tennis lessons. At his last lesson the instructor taught him how to block the ball, by extending his arm fully and placing the racket in the path of the ball, but not swing, in order to give a soft return. As The Writer's biggest struggle in tennis is controlling his arm strength (he tends to send balls flying over the 15' or 18' fences, bouncing off tree limbs....), this is a skill he needs and also a signal that his general play is improving to a point that his coach is comfortable introducing new skills. Yay!!! So proud of him!!

The Adventurer, age 7, made the connection last night at dinner that the names of the letters (of the alphabet) almost always tell him the sound that the letter makes. This is HUGE news for him and I am so proud that he has never given up on trying to learn, even when he begs out of school since he thinks he'll just forget. He's remembering, and learning, and things are starting to click, and I'm excited to see where we go from here. Again, so very proud of my boy!

The Boys are all learning a little about poetry, and that it can be fun & funny, not just dry and boring. I read them two poems at dinner last night -- one titled "Arithmetic" by Carl Sandburg, and the other called "Block City" by Robert Louis Stevenson. Everyone enjoyed it, but the witty replies of The Writer cracked me up. He joked with me about "Arithmetic," decided that "Block City" (about building with blocks) reminded him of Minecraft, an on-line game where you....build with blocks, and then when I said, "See, isn't poetry fun sometimes??" he quoted back to me the first line of "Arithmetic":  
"Well, actually, 'they flew in and out of my head like pigeons...."
I love seeing his sense of humor and wit come to life! (and I'm sad that "building with blocks" now resonates as a computer game! Ack!)

In other news, we're signing up the two younger boys for Karate, which means we'll now be out of the house (or parts of us will be) three nights a week. This means I am re-learning fast & easy dinners to make and serve before various ones of us are out the door. I haven't had a busy evening schedule in over four years; I hope I remember how to do this!

On that note -- any tips for me? I do have my crock pot here but haven't used it much; electricity is expensive here. I also have a pressure cooker that I've used for rice. Anyone have a good site for learning how to use it for more things?? Other fast & easy meal tips??? June, how can I do this without sacrificing taste??? 

If you want to read more, pop over to Grateful for Grace and follow the links....

Thursday, March 22, 2012

What We're Learning, 1st Edition...

My friend over at Grateful for Grace is starting a new link-up called "What We're Learning." It's fun to read her list, which has both silly & serious, and then to go and read the stuff people have blogged and linked up with. (clearly, grammar is not on my WWL list today!) Being a good friend, I can't resist joining the party.

We're learning lots of things at our house this week.....

....algebra. Solving for x and all that. Side-by-side white boards on the couch, student and teacher, working through the problems in the book. Together. We've turned math from something that used to involve shouting and crying and fussing and frustration (from both the teacher and the student, sadly) to something that we collaborate on, our mutual enemy and together we team up and conquer this stuff. It's amazing, really.

....the alphabet. Yes, The Adventurer is still learning the basics. That each little scribble has a name and makes a particular sound (or two or three....). That if you string enough scribbles (letters) together, they make words. His penmanship is fantastic, and he can perfectly print every single letter. We're working on recall, and I'm confident he'll get it. Soon. I hope. And, no, the irony of teaching & learning both algebra & the alphabet is not lost on me.

....context clues. The Artist is reading a free version of Sherlock Holmes mysteries on the Kindle, and the formatting is sometimes off just a bit, so that some words show up as nothing but upside down question marks and fractions and dots. He asked me about it the first time he encountered this oddity, and I helped him decipher what that word was meant to be, and then he mentioned that this funny mix of symbols shows up here & there and what should he do? I explained to him about poor editing jobs and told him he'd just have to guess based on what word he thinks best fits in the empty space. He hasn't asked again, so I guess he's getting it.

....the necessity of giving things a fair shake. This one's me. I was all set to boycott the movie The Hunger Games, as I hadn't read the book and had no desire at all to read or see anything that involves kids sent into an arena to fight to the death. None. It just seemed too horrific. But The Chemist looked me in the eye with that gaze that means, "I'm having trouble recognizing you right now..." and asked me what was my biggest criticism of those who blindly boycotted Harry Potter. Silence. He waited. I said I'd download the book and he grinned. Because my biggest complaint is that people would boycott a book they'd not even done the courtesy of reading.

Read it. Decide for yourself if it is okay for you & yours. But do not just judge it based on what someone else tells you to believe about it; do not just latch onto one aspect of a book, any book, and declare it inappropriate until you've read the whole of it and can decide for yourself.

So I borrowed book one from the library, finished it in one gulp and immediately bought a 3-in-1 version for the Kindle so I could keep going, and just this morning I finished the epilogue. I'm still sorting out whether the horrors in the series are the sort of thing I need to shield my boys from, or throw the light on full force. I've already acknowledged that mostly my boys won't be terribly undone, like their mom, at the scenes of psychological warfare; the scenes that twist a knife in my gut as I ache for Katniss will, I think, ricochet around my boys without inflicting any damage. I'm still deciding for sure, though.

....to let them grow up. This ties in with that last one, as I search my heart and soul and the hearts of my boys, or what they let me see of them, to decide when to offer them The Hunger Games. It comes in small doses, as I convince The Chemist that our oldest son, 14.5 yrs old, is old enough to walk to tennis lessons alone. Even if we both see the same small boy who never wanted to leave our sides, reality stares back at me, at us, in a teenager thrilled to be granted this tiny freedom. It's hard to pretend he's still a little boy when I have to look up into his eyes.

....to cook. Okay, I know how to cook, more or less. But we're doing a group class with some friends of ours, here at my house, once a week. Every week I go onto Jamie Oliver's Home Cooking website and print off a recipe and matching skill sheets. Each week my kitchen fills with 4 kids learning to chop and slice and peel and muddle & bang their way around a kitchen, learning to cook. Then they eat and laugh and goof off and I smile to know we're giving them skills that will last them through life. More of that growing up bit.

Not much on the silly side from me this week, but I'm sure my friend over at GfG won't mind. Someone has to be serious sometimes. Not sure I'll manage to link up every week, but I'll try. Go and read her stories and the rest; they're much funnier than mine.

We've got learning to get back to.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Speaking Portuguese: Are We Fluent Yet?

We get asked, often, if we speak Portuguese, are we fluent, are the kids fluent, and any other variation on that question that you can possibly imagine. I was asked this again recently by fellow blogger Ray, a Brazilian living in the US.

Since I get the question all the time, and the answer is really too long for a reply comment, I thought I'd put it out here for all of you who maybe wonder but haven't asked yet.

The short answer is "Yes."  And "Not really." Any of you who currently live outside your home country, or ever have, will understand that, but for the rest of you,  let me explain a bit.

Language learning comes in waves and layers, and the first step to answering the question, "Do you speak the language?" is really understanding what the asker is actually asking. Does he mean, "Do you speak enough to get around?"  Does he mean, "Do you speak like a native?" Is he really interested in "At what point between 'not a word of it' to 'like a native' are you currently in your language learning process?" See what I mean? It's not an easy question to answer.

If we draw a line, with "not a single word" on one end and "like a native" on the other, and understand then that I'll spend most of my time somewhere between the two, creeping ever so slowly towards that elusive "like a native" endpoint, you'll understand how the answer can vary so greatly.

Most people who ask the question mean, "Can you get around in town? Do you really have to do everything in Portuguese?? Are there no English speaking people most places, really???" The answer to that one is yes, I do everything in Portuguese (outside of the home), and no, most places, there aren't English speakers to help out.

Some people then ask, "Are you fluent??" and I haven't honestly figured out how to answer that, because "fluent" can mean something totally different to each person. For me, I keep "like a native" as the ever-present, seemingly unattainable ideal. In that case, the answer is no. Not even close. But, the situations where I have to pause and admit I have no idea what word I want, or I have to use a different phrasing than I would use in English, because I can't translate exactly -- in other words, the times I find my communication skills lacking or hindered -- those are fewer and fewer every day.

Do they still happen? Do I still sometimes resort to pantomime and made up sign language? Yes, of course. Do fast talkers still hopelessly trip me up? You betcha. Do technical situations, with language I don't use in the everyday course of life, scare the bejeebies out of me?? Yep, they sure do. But, can I muddle through and successfully, even if awkwardly, navigate my way through pretty much any situation, all in Portuguese?  Yes, yes I can.

Does that make me fluent, though??? I don't know.

As for the kids, which is what Ray really asked about, the older two boys have had far more formal lessons than I have had. Their grammar is far better than mine, because I learned most of my Portuguese on the street, talking to the vendors at the fruit fair or the hippie fair. The boys, on the other hand, have had over a year's worth of lessons from a native speaker who comes to the house twice a week. Luci works with each boy for an hour at a time, two times a week. She's made sure to teach them educated Portuguese, proper grammar, and she doesn't let them slack off. In that way, they speak better than I do.

But they don't use their Portuguese as much. So, I muddle through, learning as I go, and sounding every bit the clumsy foreigner when I do speak the language. Meanwhile, my boys are quietly in the background, sometimes correcting me when I make mistakes. When the opportunity comes up, and the motivation is there, they seem to be further down that line towards "like a native" than I am. They just don't always have the motivation to actually speak in Portuguese.

The youngest, on the other hand, understands it well, pretends not to, and mostly refuses to speak Portuguese at all. Except for on the days when he asks me almost nonstop what the word for (fill in the blank) is in Portuguese, but I can never guess when those days will come. His Portuguese skills are largely based on his mood for the day, and as such, are totally unpredictable.

Oh, and as for the Chemist, he speaks and writes worlds above my level. He speaks Portuguese at work all day long, writes technical and professional emails in Portuguese, makes phone calls in Portuguese and I've not seen him stumble over understanding or expressing himself in ages. If you asked me about his level, I'd call him fluent. If you asked him, he'd say no way.

And that's the rub -- the more you learn, the more you realize you don't know and the more often you recognize your own mistakes. Which is why I'll never answer "yes" when someone asks if I'm fluent. No matter how it might seem to the person asking.

*note: this has been about my speaking ability, which is totally separate from my ability to understand the language; the distinction there and the fact there's a difference between the two is subject of a whole nother blog post, one I don't know that I'll ever write. Suffice it to say, just like young children, we often understand more than we can say, except when faced with a fast talker. 

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Backyard Bird Count: The Brazil Version

I've learned in the past few years that every February, there's an official Backyard Bird Count in North America. It's a way for amateur bird watchers to help out in counting what species are where, as some study group tracks migration patterns, and are numbers of various species increasing or decreasing or staying the same. It's a fun little thing to participate in, and it happened this past weekend.

Being in Brazil, which of course is South America, I can't go to the Backyard Bird Count website and post my results officially; it's North America only. But I can post here, and since I managed to get photos of almost all the birds I saw, I thought it would be fun to share with you.

We feed the birds in our yard, so all of these are "regulars" to our yard. We often sit out on a Saturday and just watch the birds coming and going. Some have definite personalities, and we've come to know the hummingbirds, even, as "the mean one," "the nice one," "the baby," and "the brown one."  I only got pictures of the mean one and the nice one; the baby is too fast and the brown one stays for too short a time. She's very pretty, the brown one, so I hope to someday capture her on film.

Here they are, then, for you to enjoy -- what birds frequent a yard in urban, tropical Brasil in February. You may click on any photo to enlarge it, just remember to click the back button after if it opens in the same window.

The Mean One - and above him, see the little yellow bird peeking out?
 hummingbird: we saw a total of 3 of the blue/green hummingbirds, though at most 2 at a time. 
The mean one chases off anyone else when he's around. 

two of the small yellow birds, drinking from the hummingbird feeder

We have a huge number (for us) of these small yellow birds living in the vine that shades our yard. 
The highest count I had at one time was 7+; they are hard to count, as they hide in the vine and move around a lot. I can say for sure there were 7 at one point, maybe more. Most times we can count 5 or 6 before becoming uncertain if we're re-counting the same birds, just moved around. 

The Nice One, mid-drink

"A Pool Bird" - one of the big yellow birds
We are not sure if these are adult version of the small yellow birds (yellow belly)
or a different breed. We have TONS of the small ones who hang out all the time,
and probably 3 or 4 total of the big ones who come around.
We call them "pool birds" because we first noticed them hanging around the pool at the apartment. 
 Highest count at one time this weekend was 2 for these large yellow birds. 
I'm not sure if they are adult versions of the small ones, or a slightly different breed. 

Two blue birds, eating papaya. I think male/female pair. 
 Highest count this weekend was 2 for the bluebirds; sometimes we've had 3 or 4. Usually they come in male/female pairs, as seen here. They are a bit skittish and usually do not come while other birds are present, except for the small brown birds (shown further down). 

one of the small yellow birds, after taking a bird bath. 
 We keep that little basin full of water for the birds to use as a bird bath. 
I loved seeing this one all fluffed up and messy, just out of the bath. So cute! 


2 blue birds, eating papaya; 2 large yellow/pool birds, waiting their turn.
(click to enlarge)
 High Traffic! Two blue birds, two big yellow birds. If the blue birds had seen the yellow ones, 
or the yellow ones had moved closer, the blue birds would have left. 
Most of the birds do not share the fruit or eat at the same time as other species. 
Both of these, however, have lately been feeding each other (the male feeding the female of the pair). 

two big brown birds.

These big brown birds are Mean! They chase off each other and the other species of birds who try and eat while they are there. Highest count at one time for these was 4, though I've seen up to 6 at one time in the past. They are fun to watch, as they do a lot of posturing, chasing, etc. before settling down and letting one another eat. I just don't like when they do that to the other breeds of bird, too. 

same two big brown birds

blurry, sorry, but only shot of this guy I got.
This is a small brown bird, black face and black marking on the chest. There are 2 or 3 of these who come around,
though less often than the other regulars. 
 I only saw one of these guys this weekend; there are 2 or 3 who come around, but not as frequently as our regular crowd. They are very pretty, though, and I'm disappointed I only got this very blurry shot.

Quite a crowd!
click to enlarge -- there are 3 small brown birds (not the black chested ones) and 1 blue bird
eating the papaya/waiting by the shelf, plus another small brown bird on the planter at the right. 
 The small brown birds -- highest count this weekend was 4 at one time, and they are all shown in the photo above (click to enlarge). These little ones will also come into the laundry room and use the dog's water dish as a bird bath, and they will land on our picnic table and eat crumbs. Brave little things! 
(also in the photo, one of the blue birds)

a dove on the neighbor's solar panel, behind our house. 
A lone dove; usually they are around in pairs. We are inundated with doves and pigeons; houses here spray anti-pigeon spray around the roofs and things. They make a huge mess, roosting on your eaves and, well, cleaning up what falls on the ground below them....not fun. Ick, ick, ick. 
I didn't go around looking for the pigeons, so don't have a count (can't see them from the yard, since they are on the roof) but there are tons. The doves, not as many, and not as annoying, either. 

This is a short video (really audio) clip of the small yellow birds singing in our shade vine.
Turn up your volume, and enjoy! This is our sound track most weekends, all day long. 

Did you participate? Did you even know such an event takes place each year?? What birds, if any, do you normally see in your area??

Friday, February 4, 2011

Creativity Times Three: My Three Sons

I have some really creative kids. Seriously. The things my boys come up with, it will sometimes knock your socks off. Today I want to share three of those things, one from each boy, 'cause I think they are all three pretty amazing.  The boys and the objects of creativity. I'm fairly sure you'll agree.....

The Writer's:

He'd recently been given a small magnifying glass. A lens in the hands of a 13 year old boy, mixed with tropical sunshine....I should have predicted this one, but he took "burning holes in leaves" to a whole different level. Check it out....

a bull's eye, and a smiley face burned into a leaf.
He used a magnifying glass, focusing the sun's rays, to do this. 
Next up, The Artist's:

He's been greedily snatching up all my scrap fabric, and dabbling in sewing. He made a tree shaped Christmas ornament, a blanket for one of his stuffed animals, and then this - a gift for The Chemist's birthday.  As soon as The Artist saw scraps of batting in his scrap bag, he knew just what he wanted to do. Every stitch is his, except for the binding added to the outside. He chose every color, every piece of fabric, planned exactly how to arrange it all -- this is truly his creation, start to finish. I pin for him and draw a straight line for stitching, he does the rest. Not bad for a just-turned 10 year old, is it?

front view
(he chose brown because it reminded him of chocolate pudding, and Christmas)
(no, we've never eaten chocolate pudding at Christmas....)

back view
(he wanted to use one of every fabric he had, thus pieced on both sides)
Lastly, The Adventurer's: 

This boy is full of creative fun, morning to night. All day long, every day. Sometimes it wears on me, if you want the truth. But sometimes it amazes and delights me. Like this project - "Dubloons," a board game he designed based on a Sponge Bob episode. Start at the boat, roll two dice, move the number of spaces (by jumping on the rocks) until you arrive at the "X marks the spot."  He used character legos for pieces, and even a little pick ax (lego) and golden treasure chest (also lego). When you reach "X marks the spot" your character digs with the pick ax and reveals the buried treasure. Pretty ingenious, don't you think? Remember, he won't be six until later this month....

Caught in the Act
this is right after he called me to Come see!
since I'd been cutting tape for him all morning, I was curious what he'd come up with.

"Dubloons" board game
I have to admit, I'm impressed. I think the frame around it is a nice touch.
Plus, math skills, counting all the rocks and taking turns, going the number on the dice.
Not a bad work for a morning...
Well, what'd ya think? Pretty creative, my boys. How about you and yours? What creative thing have you or your child(ren) done lately? Grown-ups, go ahead and chime in here too! All tales of creativity welcome. 

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Science Quiz: Are YOU Smarter than my 4th Grader?

Okay, okay, cheesy title I know. I couldn't help it.  I'm just so proud of my boys!

Today was the last day of our science class for the 2010/2011 school year (which ran from May 2010 to Feb 2011, with various breaks throughout).  We've been studying the Human Body, using some of the materials from Sonlight's Science 5 and some additional materials from Home Science Tools science catalog. Plus Frankenstein's Human Body Book which we picked up at Barnes & Noble. It's been a fun year.

For today, our final day, we did the dreaded Reproductive System and concluded with our Major Systems Review.  We filled out charts showing dominant genes, recessive genes, and who in our family (mom, dad, boys) has which. We laughed as even five year old Adventurer tried rolling his tongue. We giggled as we compared pinky fingers to see who had straight, who had crooked/bent ones. Jokes were made about hatching from eggs, growing from seeds, cells dividing (since The Artist is just learning long division.....).  It was a seriously fun day.

At the end of it all, I handed each of the older boys a worksheet. Down one column, the names of various major body parts & internal organs. Across the top, the names of the major body systems. Their job - put a check mark or an X in the correct column for each body part, drawing only on the memory of what we've been studying all year.

They both did really, really well.  One boy got 100%, the other got 89% on the quiz. With no studying. No warning they would have this quiz. Just, "Oh, fill in this chart for me...."  And they did. Really, really well.

Here it is in case you'd like to try.  Do you know which organs go with each system? 

Systems:
Digestive; Urinary; Respiratory; Circulatory; Reproductive; Endocrine; Nervous

Organs:
Bladder; Brain; Heart; Ovaries; Liver; Pancreas; Kidneys; Spinal Cord; Lungs; Small Intestines; Diaphragm; Mouth; Nerves; Testes; Thyroid Gland; Arteries; Esophagus; Cerebellum

So, what's the verdict? Are you as smart as my 4th Grader? Or my 7th Grader? Can you correctly place these major organs? 

And, what is your favorite (or least favorite) subject in school? Science has long been a favorite in our house, what with a Chemist for a father and all. What about you? 

Friday, November 26, 2010

How NOT to Cook PAVLOVA, and our Thanksgiving Dinner Report

Well, over all, Thanksgiving Dinner was a huge success. I mean, I nailed it people. The Mendon Foodie would be so proud. (are you reading, Mendon??) This entire meal was as "from scratch" as it gets, and it rocked. Seriously rocked.

confession: I did not milk my own cow, slaughter my own bird, or cream my own milk. But other than that, totally from scratch. So awesome. 

The duck was scrumptious. I used this recipe for Roast Stuffed Duck (with orange) from Big Oven dot com.  The recipe has some format issues (words are cut off on the right hand side) but it was easy enough to fill in the gaps, and the duck turned out amazing. I, of course, forgot to take a picture, and there's not one over there, but trust me, it was gorgeous.

I made the stuffing and the sauce, both in the recipe linked, and stuffed the bird to cook. Never done that before, and I was a bit nervous. Since I had no cooking twine or anything to "truss the bird" I just tucked the neck flap under the bird, and then the bottom end I pulled all together and stuck the poultry thermometer into the folds of skin/meat to hold it closed. It worked beautifully.

I have to admit -- I was, and am, insanely proud of myself for pulling off Stuffed Duck. It just sounds so.....I don't know, so out of my league. It wasn't. The side dishes were all delicious, too. Just look at this beautifully overloaded plate? Doesn't that make you wish you were here for dinner last night???

starting at top with beans, going clockwise:
Black beans and rice; steamed asparagus; Taos Pumpkin; Mashed Potatoes;
Stuffing w/orange sauce; Duck w/Orange Sauce; Biscuit; in the center, the sweet potatoes & carrots
The real adventure, however, was the dessert. We tried to make pavlova. It's supposed to look like this:

photo courtesy google images


Ours looked like this:

Pavlova Brownie
Turns out, whipping egg whites into stiff peaks, with a fork, is next to impossible. So is whipping heavy cream.  I seriously need a hand beater or electric mixer or something. As rarely as I'd use it, probably a hand beater is sufficient. (no, that's not a hint for anyone). All I have to say is boy is my arm tired today.

First of all, we had to redo our egg whites *three times* due to human error. The first time, 30 minutes in, I finally reached the point where I add in the salt, vinegar and vanilla. Only, I added the iodine we've been using to treat the dog's surgical incision. Dumped that batch, after only briefly considering whether or not iodine would actually hurt us if we ate it......

The second time around I added the vanilla. And we kept beating, and beating, and beating. And nothing was happening, so I decided to try what The Chemist had suggested -- the blender. Not a good idea. One quick little pulse and my egg whites were now a nice, smooth liquid. Oops.

A break, and an internet search, and I found that I could try adding an extra egg white, which sometimes fixes the problem. So, we tried that, and kept beating, and thirty minutes later we were closer than we'd been yet, but still quite far from done. By this time, however, we had to put it in the oven or it wouldn't be done in time to take it out and put the duck in. So, we poured it in, The Artist declared it to be a Pavlova Brownie, and we comforted ourselves with the thought that surely it would at least taste good.

We had to adjust the cooking time, as well, because it's meant to cook at 250*F but my oven doesn't go that low; it only goes to 320*F. I called Kim, woke her up, and asked her what to do about that. She suggested 40 minutes rather than an hour, and watch it. She also said I could whip up a quick cake and put the fruit on that if the pavlova didn't turn out. She has a lot to learn about me (though I do have a chocolate cake mix in my pantry...). Well, I didn't watch it closely enough and 30 or 35 minutes in it was the color of a graham cracker. Oops.

what a meringue shell looks like when you bake it too hot and don't whip it enough to be an actual meringue
You can't tell, but that meringue flavored base? It's hard as a rock. My fork could not pierce it when I tried. The liquidy whipped cream and time in the fridge really softened it up, thank goodness. 

what it looks like topped with not whipped all the way whipping cream, when the mom with the sore arm quits trying and decides to just pour it over the pavlova brownie base and hope for the best
In the end it was yummy, and The Chemist, who hadn't seen pictures of what a pavlova is supposed to be, said he would not have known it was a mess up if we hadn't told him. The meringue layer had the texture of a softened peanut brittle, maybe more like the texture of peppermint bark. The whipped cream was very much a liquid, but yummy, and the fruit topping was the saving grace.

Still, there's only a tiny bit leftover, The Chemist had two servings of it, and The Artist already had some this morning. So, a hit, even though it was so far from what it was meant to be.

Also a memory we'll never forget, that's for sure. Taking turns beating the egg whites, for two hours....whipping egg while reading aloud to the boys....The Writer and his "I just don't want to have to do something different for history this week!!"....I don't recommend our method, but on the other hand I might just have to under-beat some egg whites again so we can have Pavlova Brownie at every Thanksgiving. The memories associated with this will always be family favorites, I'm sure.

I hope your cooking was less adventurous, and that your day was wonderful yesterday, and I hope that wherever today finds you, you are able to look back on yesterday and smile. 

Thursday, September 23, 2010

First Day of SPRING

No, that's not a typo.

Yes, I know for most of you reading this, it was the first day of Autumn/Fall yesterday; for us, in the Southern Hemisphere, it was First Day of Spring.

The changing of the seasons is a barely-noticed event where we live; we're inside the Tropic Zone (we're less than 100km north of, or above, the Tropic of Capricorn), so seasons are very much the same from one to the next. Around here, it's mostly Dry Season (which we're leaving behind) and Rainy Season (which we're heading into). 

Winter to spring is not marked by melting snow, shedding of jackets, the appearance of buds or blossoms, the greening up of the landscape or even more sunshine. No, for us, winter to spring is noted by vacuuming the dust off the fans and bringing them out of hiding, running the dryer at night so as not to heat up the house during the day, the presence of the umbrella salesmen on the side of the road (and of our umbrella always in easy reach), and the return of the few migratory birds who visit our feeders.

Still, it is now officially spring time. And, stealing an idea from  joining my good friend GfG over at Morning Star Academy, I decided to celebrate spring with some fun crafts for the boys. A great time was had by all.

Don't they look like they're having a blast?


We made rain pictures -- coffee filter umbrellas with craft stick handles; aluminum foil puddles (or darkness, if you're The Adventurer), and blue fingerprints for raindrops. So fun.


Didn't they turn out great?

We also made toilet paper tube parrots, to symbolize the return of migratory birds. Since we do feed the birds in our backyard, and some of them are migratory, I thought this was an appropriate one.  We don't get these kinds of parrots, not in our part of Brazil, but they sure were fun for the boys to color.


Lastly, The Writer had the great idea to do rainbow handprints. He suggested, and I consented, that they each dip their hand in the plate full of paint, and then leave a handprint on the brown paper we were using to protect the table. What a great idea!


So, they did, and I now have perfect little captures of just how small (or big) their hands were on the first day of spring, 2010. We'll pretend the rainbow colors were on purpose to remind us of the many rainbows we'll see during the sometimes dreary (but not usually) rainy season.


Cute, huh?

Best of all, we had a really fun day. Look at these smiles -- totally worth the mess, right?




Did you do anything to celebrate the changing of the seasons? What do the changes look like where you live?