Yesterday was our parent teacher conference with Collin's kindergarten teacher.
We loved hearing how our second born wild and crazy guy was doing in kindergarten.
We were excited to learn that Collin is at the final stages of writing that is expected in kindergarten.
They were asked to draw a picture of their favorite snacks. Collin drew a bag of Trail Mix and underneath he wrote, "Tral Mics"
Which is actually really good!
So his "individual prescription" as they call it is already having him moving on to writing sentences with complete thoughts. Go Collin!
He is reading well and recognizes all the sight words required to move in to the reading program early. Collin can't wait to show his teacher what kinds of books he can already read!
And he has a love of counting and numbers.
Most of all, we were happy to learn that the teacher considers him a very passionate and excited learner and that he is almost perfectly behaved in class.
Almost because he interrupts. :) That is something he has to work on. He has a lot to say a LOT of the time but we're glad he is confident and excited!
All in all, a great conference to confirm what we already knew.
Collin is one smart cookie! And a great kid most importantly. We can't wait to see all the "character counts badges" he has earned!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Foster family
Yay! It has finally happened! I am fostering someone.
Babies, puppies or kittens... I would have been happy with any but Tim limited it to kittens. :) That's OK. We love kittens in this house!
Here our are babies: Hunter, Patch and Nonnie in that order
Each kid was able to name a kitten and the one left I got to name. For the first time in my life I couldn't come up with anything! So Kayla suggested I name her "Anonymous" which I thought was a bit long, so we went with Nonnie for short.
The kittens have been loads of fun... and loads of work!
Collin is having some pretty strong allergic reactions to them. So strange since he doesn't react to JuneBug and tested negative for pet allergies. But this always happens to him when he is around multiple cats or kittens.
So we'll see how it goes. If he doesn't get better our fosterees might have to go to another home for the remainder of their pre-adoption time but for now... fun!
Babies, puppies or kittens... I would have been happy with any but Tim limited it to kittens. :) That's OK. We love kittens in this house!
Here our are babies: Hunter, Patch and Nonnie in that order
Each kid was able to name a kitten and the one left I got to name. For the first time in my life I couldn't come up with anything! So Kayla suggested I name her "Anonymous" which I thought was a bit long, so we went with Nonnie for short.
The kittens have been loads of fun... and loads of work!
Collin is having some pretty strong allergic reactions to them. So strange since he doesn't react to JuneBug and tested negative for pet allergies. But this always happens to him when he is around multiple cats or kittens.
So we'll see how it goes. If he doesn't get better our fosterees might have to go to another home for the remainder of their pre-adoption time but for now... fun!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
News!
Some exciting things happened on Thursday and Friday:
*Collin had his first playdate with a new kindergarten friend. They had a blast!
I'm so glad that he has wonderful friends in his class.
*Kayla got her first report card (the school does them every three weeks- LOVE that!)
They grade with percentages on these report cards (the four major report cards are different) but basically she got all A's and one B. It was neat to look at her scores and see them go up each week. She adjusted FAST from homeschool to school!
*Kayla auditioned for a "Milk" commercial radio spot and GOT the part!
She records soon and it is great pay for her and great for her resume! Go Kayla!
*Collin had his first playdate with a new kindergarten friend. They had a blast!
I'm so glad that he has wonderful friends in his class.
*Kayla got her first report card (the school does them every three weeks- LOVE that!)
They grade with percentages on these report cards (the four major report cards are different) but basically she got all A's and one B. It was neat to look at her scores and see them go up each week. She adjusted FAST from homeschool to school!
*Kayla auditioned for a "Milk" commercial radio spot and GOT the part!
She records soon and it is great pay for her and great for her resume! Go Kayla!
Week in review
A lazy Sunday
She's lucky she's so pretty because she sure isn't very nice to me.
Where JuneBug looks over her kingdom from
"Please stop putting bows in my hair"
Collin went to the optometrist because his vision was a little blurry. They found that he has astigmatism in his left eye which they will watch for a year before they decide on glasses. In the meantime, we have learned that he has "a protanomoly" (he is red/green colorblind) He learned his colors long ago and always names them correctly so it doesn't make a LOT of sense to me, but I am slowly learning what all of this means. Coll stayed home from kindergarten that day since he had to wear dark glasses after his eye dilation.
Collin has cutting edge fashion sense. Don't be jealous.
She's lucky she's so pretty because she sure isn't very nice to me.
Where JuneBug looks over her kingdom from
"Please stop putting bows in my hair"
Collin went to the optometrist because his vision was a little blurry. They found that he has astigmatism in his left eye which they will watch for a year before they decide on glasses. In the meantime, we have learned that he has "a protanomoly" (he is red/green colorblind) He learned his colors long ago and always names them correctly so it doesn't make a LOT of sense to me, but I am slowly learning what all of this means. Coll stayed home from kindergarten that day since he had to wear dark glasses after his eye dilation.
Collin has cutting edge fashion sense. Don't be jealous.
Monday, August 16, 2010
lizards, lizards everywhere
Spiders, cockroaches, mice, termites and even scorpions... you name it, a friend or a family member has dealt with it. It's always a bit traumatic to deal with these unwanted houseguests.
But I am not your stereotypical housewife who stands on a chair and shrieks when coming across one. In fact, I remember a winter in CO when we were dealing with mice in the house. I didn't scream when I came across one.
In fact I would trap them and keep them in an aquarium with food and water until it was "warm enough" to let them safely go in a field.
That was until we started finding them in our silverware drawers and kitchen cupboards. Then I had to sign the furry little guys' death warrant with a local exterminating company.
But I am officially and quickly becoming the stereotypical shrieking housewife with our LIZARD infestation. Tiny cream colored lizards with striped tails. Cute and fun to see when you find them outside. Quite the opposite as I find them inside the house, in various stages of life, death and sometimes (thanks to the cat) digestion.
The first one was found by Collin in the master bathroom when he screamed and said, "Mommy something just ran really fast behind the trashcan."
Ewww.... what ran fast??? A lizard, we discover. That's odd. How the heck did he get in here? After a botched rescue and release attempt, we laid his tiny body in the front yard.
The next week I was picking up dressup clothes when one scurried from underneath an item. I screamed. It was startling. I was able to catch and release this one.
Not five minutes later did I find another one in the playroom... sitting in a bowl.
He was easy to release too.
I told Tim that I'm pretty sure we have a lizard problem but since no one knows what to do with indoor lizard populations we left well enough alone.
The lizard torso found in a pile of kitty vomit was really convincing to my fragile psyche that we had to do something.
But still no one seemed concerned.
But walking downstairs in the middle of the night to find JuneBug picking up with her paws a little dead lizard and throwing it joyfully in to the air like confetti really put me over the edge. I would really and truly like to find a way to keep the lizards out. If only they knew what was lurking inside our house, waiting for another victim to sacrifice to the kitty gods. Why else does she toss her victims skyward?
RIP little buddy. May your corpse be a warning to all lizard kind.
But I am not your stereotypical housewife who stands on a chair and shrieks when coming across one. In fact, I remember a winter in CO when we were dealing with mice in the house. I didn't scream when I came across one.
In fact I would trap them and keep them in an aquarium with food and water until it was "warm enough" to let them safely go in a field.
That was until we started finding them in our silverware drawers and kitchen cupboards. Then I had to sign the furry little guys' death warrant with a local exterminating company.
But I am officially and quickly becoming the stereotypical shrieking housewife with our LIZARD infestation. Tiny cream colored lizards with striped tails. Cute and fun to see when you find them outside. Quite the opposite as I find them inside the house, in various stages of life, death and sometimes (thanks to the cat) digestion.
The first one was found by Collin in the master bathroom when he screamed and said, "Mommy something just ran really fast behind the trashcan."
Ewww.... what ran fast??? A lizard, we discover. That's odd. How the heck did he get in here? After a botched rescue and release attempt, we laid his tiny body in the front yard.
The next week I was picking up dressup clothes when one scurried from underneath an item. I screamed. It was startling. I was able to catch and release this one.
Not five minutes later did I find another one in the playroom... sitting in a bowl.
He was easy to release too.
I told Tim that I'm pretty sure we have a lizard problem but since no one knows what to do with indoor lizard populations we left well enough alone.
The lizard torso found in a pile of kitty vomit was really convincing to my fragile psyche that we had to do something.
But still no one seemed concerned.
But walking downstairs in the middle of the night to find JuneBug picking up with her paws a little dead lizard and throwing it joyfully in to the air like confetti really put me over the edge. I would really and truly like to find a way to keep the lizards out. If only they knew what was lurking inside our house, waiting for another victim to sacrifice to the kitty gods. Why else does she toss her victims skyward?
RIP little buddy. May your corpse be a warning to all lizard kind.
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