Amazing

Cameron amazed me today.   When he got home from school, we sat down on the couch with him to tell him about Yogi.   We discussed many different ways to tell him.   Do we tell him about the act of putting him to sleep?   Do you tell him we made the decision?   Do we just try to be as factual as possible?   It's tough with a kid his age.  I didn't want to lie or deceive him, but how much does he really need to know?   I decided to follow my older brother's advice, and tell him, "You know how Yogi has been very sick and he's very old?  Well, we had to take him to the vet today.   While we were there, Yogi died."   Cameron's response was to cling to Derran and cry while it all sank in.   After a few minutes and no words, he went to Poe.   He laid his head on Poe, stroked him, and said over and over again, "Poe, Poe, Poe.  I know you're sad, Poe."   His compassion and concern for how he imagined Poe must have been feeling at the loss of his good friend Yogi amazed me.  Amazed me.

The Super Mario Room

When we found out we were pregnant again, we decided Cameron needed a room update from the super cute Tigger room that Nate and Carey painted for him when we were pregnant with him, to something more "big boy."   He picked Super Mario.   Tigger would become Charlie's room, and Cameron would move in to his new room at the end of the summer.   In July of last year, Brent started his work.   He's still working -- adding details and characters slowly but surely.   Check out it out... Cameron LOVES it as do we.

Mario room

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Really?

I know it's been ages since I last posted, but as I've just started having my students blog in my intervention class, I've decided that I need to get back to keeping up with my personal blog.   Yes, and this is how I'm choosing to do it... the subject?  Vomit. 

Can I please just have ONE NIGHT when I don't have to deal with someone or something puking in my house?  Please?  Just one night?   If it's not the baby spewing excessive amount of rotten milk smelling spit up, it's the cat, or the dog, or most recently Cameron.   Now the Cameron thing is my fault.   I don't seem capable of learning this lesson:  Chocolate milk and alfredo do not mix well in Cam's belly.   I know this.  I've discovered this repeatedly, yet, foolishly, I always convince myself, "This time will be different!"  No.   It never is... What's really great about this magic combination, is that Cameron enjoys staring at himself in the mirror behind the toilet while hyperventilating, holding his stomach, and sobbing.   Looking at the mirror instead of downward is not conducive for accurate aiming of his regurgitated meal.  No.  Not at all.   

Sigh

Exactly why what that teacher is doing in my previous post is so important.   This sickens me.   How can anyone be so callous?   A friend of mine in high school committed suicide the summer between junior and senior year.   Patrick was a football player and a band member.   When we went back to school in the fall, one of the other football players said about Patrick's suicide, "Who cares.   He deserved it."   Disgusting.   Ignorant, callous, repulsive.  http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/44684938/ns/today-today_people/?ocid=twitter#.ToMOsNTl9QU

What I Want to Do

Yes, a departure from writing about my children.

Last week I went to work for a few hours to show off Charlie for a bit and to touch base with my substitute.   As I sat listening in horror (and quite honestly, a little amusement) at the insanity that my students have created in the last few weeks. I reconfirmed my belief that I belong teaching middle school.   I love the content of what I teach.  I love seeing students grow as writers and readers and some even discover that their passion is reading and/or writing.   What I love the most though, is seeing them change and grow.   7th grade, in my opinion, is one of the worst times in anyone's life.   Being 12 and 13 sucks.   You don't have the freedom you need to exercise the independence you want, but you also can't get away with being the cute little kid who doesn't know any better any more.   You are caught between wanting to engage in the games and hobbies of elementary school but know you will be ridiculed if you do.   You are curious about the things high school kids and adults do, but you can't or shouldn't do those either.   If you're like me, you're almost 6 feet tall and the boys are all 5.  It's just yucky.   But from my perspective, this is what makes these guys so endearing.   They are so awkward and cumbersome and struggling, but they are so open to learning and seeking out new connections.   My friend and former administrator Tina Boogren now has a job in which one of her roles is to observe teachers around the country.   I love this blog she wrote about a middle school classroom.   I get that this teacher may seem cheesy and the activity would not at all appeal to everyone, but when I look at my students and how much they desperately need confirmation that they have amazing attributes others notice, I think it would be incredibly powerful.  This teacher she writes about amazes me that she has set up such a safe culture in her classroom that kids are willing to speak this way about one another.   I want to be able to do this.   I have a new goal for my ELO class.

Thanks, Tina, for letting me share your blog.  Tina's Blog

Barrows' Boys Genetics Run Strong

Larry and Derran

Charlie

Derran and Cameron

Star Student

Cam is Star Student this week.   This means he got to create a poster with his pictures, answer a questionaire about himself, and bring a bag of his favorite books to share with his friends.   This week they are studying music and nature, so he brought some of his favorites like Rock-a-Baby-Band and Boom-Boom Goes the Big Bass Drum.   His favorite two books right now are Big Brother and I'm a Big Brother.   He had zero interest in these books when they were purchased for him months ago, but now... totally different story! See the translation of his answers below. 

TRANSLATION:

My name is:  Cam

 I am 4 years old.

My favorite color is purple.

My favorite food is macaroni.

 My favorite thing to do is Wii.

In my family I have Mom, Dad, Charlie, Cam.