Something I forgot during the teacher conference:
The teacher said Braxton was seated with a girl on each side to keep him from playing around too much. She said it didn't exactly work because "he likes to entertain the girls" . . . " and they like him entertaining them" .
I thought that was funny and reminded me of his older brother when he was younger. Smile.
Thought of the day.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tuesday for L.R.C.
Little Red Chief had a good day.
His class got to see some firemen, a fire truck and a police dog during PE class today. This was a great highlight along with getting to see one of the other student’s dad who recently got back from Afghanistan.
He told us all of this with a bright, red, plastic fireman hat as we walked from the school, to the suburban, and all the way to Chick-fil-A.
We had a parent/teacher conference to explain the new Kindergarten report cards (tested now on skills and lots of them) and it was close to pick up time so we checked him out early.
His teacher said he is very smart and doing very well academically. She said he does great in class and is doing well all the way around. The only area she said he needs to improve on to get checked as accomplished is in asking for help. It did not surprise us that the teacher said he will NOT ask for help even if he needs it on what he is working on.
She asked us to work on that but said a few more times that Braxton is very smart and loves numbers. She said he will be reading well soon and that he picks up very, very fast. She said she really thinks he will go far.
Encouraging words and we appreciated them. Some days… you wonder about these things.
We have noticed how quickly he learns. Many things are almost instantaneous. Writing his name took one time of being shown and it is the same with certain math facts, some words, rules to games and more.
He loved playing in the play area at the food place and kept calling out “Mama” and waving wildly from all the high places he climbed.
He ate all his chicken nuggets down and would have probably eaten most of his fries but I accidentally threw them away. He was happy over that (not) but very patient. He had a particular “look” he gets but he kept quiet on his opinion and said he was full anyway.
For some reason, he came home saying he was starving and didn’t stop saying that until he convinced Sierrah to make him a sandwich.
To top it off? He wore his new blue jeans with pockets on the side from Michael and Brandy and he wants to wear them all the time!
All in all --- a very good day
As he calls most of them now… “A Green Face Day” . . .
His class got to see some firemen, a fire truck and a police dog during PE class today. This was a great highlight along with getting to see one of the other student’s dad who recently got back from Afghanistan.
He told us all of this with a bright, red, plastic fireman hat as we walked from the school, to the suburban, and all the way to Chick-fil-A.
We had a parent/teacher conference to explain the new Kindergarten report cards (tested now on skills and lots of them) and it was close to pick up time so we checked him out early.
His teacher said he is very smart and doing very well academically. She said he does great in class and is doing well all the way around. The only area she said he needs to improve on to get checked as accomplished is in asking for help. It did not surprise us that the teacher said he will NOT ask for help even if he needs it on what he is working on.
She asked us to work on that but said a few more times that Braxton is very smart and loves numbers. She said he will be reading well soon and that he picks up very, very fast. She said she really thinks he will go far.
Encouraging words and we appreciated them. Some days… you wonder about these things.
We have noticed how quickly he learns. Many things are almost instantaneous. Writing his name took one time of being shown and it is the same with certain math facts, some words, rules to games and more.
He loved playing in the play area at the food place and kept calling out “Mama” and waving wildly from all the high places he climbed.
He ate all his chicken nuggets down and would have probably eaten most of his fries but I accidentally threw them away. He was happy over that (not) but very patient. He had a particular “look” he gets but he kept quiet on his opinion and said he was full anyway.
For some reason, he came home saying he was starving and didn’t stop saying that until he convinced Sierrah to make him a sandwich.
To top it off? He wore his new blue jeans with pockets on the side from Michael and Brandy and he wants to wear them all the time!
All in all --- a very good day
As he calls most of them now… “A Green Face Day” . . .
Monday, September 21, 2009
Doctors & Dentists & Such
L.R.C. had a full past several days.
He ended up missing another school day and we had a lot going on over the weekend.
Today, he went to the dentist an hour away and had a tooth pulled and a filling. It would have been way more expensive than it was (cash and no insurance is stressful at times) but the little patient did so well the dentist did the work in no time.
After we left that office, we drove around to let the 15 minutes lapse until the gauze had to come out of his mouth. From the time he sat down with me in the waiting room while his dad paid, through the door, to the suburban, pulling out, down the road and you get the point. . . we heard:
“15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? Ohhhhh… has it BEEN 15 minutes?” No one on this planet could be as thankful when we could confirm that it had been 15 minutes.
He could only have soft foods so we stopped to eat and ordered him mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese. He ate less than one could stack on a toothpick and managed to talk almost non stop through the entire meal.
He played a game with Dad and we headed back home. We were here long enough to grab a file of papers I needed and drop dad off the went to the doctor’s office to get shots. The story for why he is six years old and just now getting the last set of shots he should have had at four is too long and drawn out to bore you with.
The bottom line is, he did very well and has now had a dose of pain medicine he didn’t seem to need, a vitamin he eats like candy and two pieces of buttered toast. Okay. That wasn’t it. He also ended up having a piece of birthday cake and three small cups of ice cream. I hate the stuff but it will be gone faster this way. . .
He ended up missing another school day and we had a lot going on over the weekend.
Today, he went to the dentist an hour away and had a tooth pulled and a filling. It would have been way more expensive than it was (cash and no insurance is stressful at times) but the little patient did so well the dentist did the work in no time.
After we left that office, we drove around to let the 15 minutes lapse until the gauze had to come out of his mouth. From the time he sat down with me in the waiting room while his dad paid, through the door, to the suburban, pulling out, down the road and you get the point. . . we heard:
“15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? Ohhhhh… has it BEEN 15 minutes?” No one on this planet could be as thankful when we could confirm that it had been 15 minutes.
He could only have soft foods so we stopped to eat and ordered him mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese. He ate less than one could stack on a toothpick and managed to talk almost non stop through the entire meal.
He played a game with Dad and we headed back home. We were here long enough to grab a file of papers I needed and drop dad off the went to the doctor’s office to get shots. The story for why he is six years old and just now getting the last set of shots he should have had at four is too long and drawn out to bore you with.
The bottom line is, he did very well and has now had a dose of pain medicine he didn’t seem to need, a vitamin he eats like candy and two pieces of buttered toast. Okay. That wasn’t it. He also ended up having a piece of birthday cake and three small cups of ice cream. I hate the stuff but it will be gone faster this way. . .
Friday, September 18, 2009
Too Good not to Share!
Tell me if it isn't funny that Braxton made red lines on his arm very similar to the ones on this blog profile picture?! The Little Red Chief talk is from us only --- he never hears it so it was just funny to see:)
Scribble Scrabble & Some Babble
Anyway, here are the things I do remember:
When l.r.c. was late for school one morning (actually found out that one of the only mornings he has been on time was when I took him... ha ha ) he hopped out in the usual drop off spot. His dad says l.r.c. always walks right in the door and after doing the loop around in the parking lot, he glances over to make sure he went in the door.
This particular morning, he hadn't gone in. He was standing facing away from the door. Right when Dad tried to figure out what he was doing, a little boy ran up and the two made fists with one hand and tapped it similar to a high five. Then, they walked into the school talking.
I wasn't there, of course, but I was told it was a completely hilarious scene.
There is a little girl in class the little guy seems smitten with. She is five years old and has straight, brown hair. She wears her hair up a lot.
Those are the facts I have on her so far.
We have had ALL GREEN FACES since the last post! This is tremendously good news.
Braxton missed two days of school this past week because he was running a fever. We took him to the dr. yesterday and he is doing much better. We were worried about him with all going on with the swine flu and just hearing the news is upsetting!
All for now.
L.R.C. is watching cartoons with his niece, Emily. Isn't that funny? His niece and my grandgirl:) They are getting along . . . are they growing up on us?!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Dentist Appointment
Unrelated photo of Braxton on the beach in N.C. --- just bec/ I felt like sharing a picture:)
Little Red Chief went to a dentist appointment at the neatest dentist office . . . apparently EVER.
It had tarantulas, (to which, he replied: “MOM would FREAK OUT!”) iguanas, basketball hoops, and more. There were playhouses and l.r.c. claimed one as his own and told his dad he wasn’t coming out. He did leave his new home at some point because he went to the back rooms and they cleaned his teeth.
According to my husband, (he took six year old and I picked up the teen girls) our little man sat perfectly in the dentist chair. He had his exam and we found out he has four cavities. Frown! The dentist said they had started as two cavities but were between teeth and two quickly became four. He has to go get two removed and two fixed.
The optimistic dad here decided to take l.r.c. to Ranger Joe’s to get a hair cut (where he has always gone) but they were packed. They went next door to the store and the little urchin wanted to buy something. It isn’t a cheap store (it IS for soldiers and grown-ups, after all) but his dad managed to find camouflage face paint and somehow forgot that everyone in this house said to never, ever bring that back. It did cut the store visit to 2 or more minutes so I guess I understand. He got what he deserved though.
Next was a trip to the music store so Blake (too hard to not use names) could check out something for a job he is doing. It was only a few minutes away and when he opened the van door to let l.r.c. out --- guess what color he was? Green, black and brown. He looked like a soldier going off to combat. He had paint all over his face, arms and legs and handi-wipes were dug out of Granna’s van to smear what could be smeared off.
There are some children who don’t belong in some places . . . ever. This particular child is one of the children who shouldn’t be in a music store . . . at possibly any point. There was expensive equipment everywhere and l.r.c. was going from one thing to the next . . . looking, trying to touch, asking if he could play this or try that. His dad said the only one more nervous than himself … had to be the poor salesman who looked like a nervous wreck. No. No way. Someone else was more nervous than Daddy? No kidding! That guy was probably ready to break down and cry by the end of the browsing for father and son.
Finally, they get in the van and made the hour long trip back home. About half way back, Blake’s phone rings. It is Granna. He keeps saying “hello” but there is no one there and he hangs up. Again, the phone rings and Granna is calling again but there is no sound so he realizes something must be wrong with her phone. Then, he keeps hearing a clicking sound and said it sounded like a camera taking pictures. He finally looks back at Braxton and figures out what has been happening.
L.R.C. has had Granna’s phone the whole time and was dialing his dad’s number (he memorized it off of his work shirts) on purpose and then just sitting there. He was completely quiet so his dad wouldn’t realize it was him. Then he decided to take pictures without stopping until his “work” was exposed. He laughed and laughed when his dad realized it had been him all along.
So, that was that.
Today?
He told me on the way home from school that he has friend named, Eunice who is six years old. He said Eunice has another friend named, Braxton, who is six too. His name is Braxton J****** (safety ) and “we all three sit together. I’m in the middle with Braxton J. on my left and Eunice on my right.”
So, there you have it.
Daily Routine
Little Red Chief now has his own morning/afternoon/evening routine sheet. Each task has a descriptive picture with it so he’ll figure out what to do and still learn the words.
Here it is: (If I could remember how to create a hyperlink to Word documents, I’d show you that way. This way will probably show the words but not the pictures!)
Braxton
Morning Routine
• Go to the bathroom. Flush the toilet & put the seat down.
• Brush teeth.
• Comb hair.
• Get dressed & put clothes in hamper.
• Eat breakfast. Take vitamin.
• Scrape dishes and put them in the sink or dishwasher.
• Get book bag and lunchbox. Leave for school @ 7:20 am
Afternoon Routine
• Check book bag and pull out sight words.
• Empty lunch box and put it in the drawer.
Bedtime Routine:
• Take a bath or shower.
• Brush teeth.
• Wipe up water from floor.
• Take out clothes and put them in the laundry room.
• Pick up toys.
• Do routine with Dad.
• Remember to pray!
Here it is: (If I could remember how to create a hyperlink to Word documents, I’d show you that way. This way will probably show the words but not the pictures!)
Braxton
Morning Routine
• Go to the bathroom. Flush the toilet & put the seat down.
• Brush teeth.
• Comb hair.
• Get dressed & put clothes in hamper.
• Eat breakfast. Take vitamin.
• Scrape dishes and put them in the sink or dishwasher.
• Get book bag and lunchbox. Leave for school @ 7:20 am
Afternoon Routine
• Check book bag and pull out sight words.
• Empty lunch box and put it in the drawer.
Bedtime Routine:
• Take a bath or shower.
• Brush teeth.
• Wipe up water from floor.
• Take out clothes and put them in the laundry room.
• Pick up toys.
• Do routine with Dad.
• Remember to pray!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Red Face Day
Red Face Day
L.R.C. brought home a fat, red face on Friday.
The kids were having an assembly (around 150 students, the teacher said) and this particular child of mine was at the end of the line. He was so far out from his teacher (his last name starts with W so …) that she could not get his attention to tell him to stop what he was doing.
Apparently, he put another child (I was told a pretty good sized one) in a headlock or choke hold or whatever it is. He was hitting the kid and then rubbing his hair with his fist. This sounds horrible and it is, I know. It just isn’t AS horrible as it sounds because it is a big joke around here his older brothers play this way with him. They don’t do it as roughly as it sounds but as a playing around “guy” thing.
Actually, one specific older brother (who lives about 45 minutes from us and is expecting his first child but I’m not sharing any names) taught him the “right” way to do this. Since l.r.c. isn’t around any kids his age or size… he must have been waiting for someone to try it out on. He’s never done that to anyone before other than playing with his grown brothers.
He had to go sit with the teacher for the rest of the assembly and he lost recess. He also lost computer and television for a week here. We told him he loses privileges here every time he gets in trouble at school. There may be nothing left for him to do at this rate. He might just have to sit in a chair and watch the clouds go by or something.
Open house was trying because he wanted to play on the chair rack, talk while the speakers were talking and move all around. He got exasperated when we didn’t let him do any of those things and slid underneath our chairs. I wanted him to get out and sit up properly but his dad thought it was better to leave him there. So… while all the other children were sitting nicely with their parents… our son was lying underneath our seats on the floor.
He got a school shirt with a bull dog on it when we joined the PTO and we all got to see his brother’s art work displayed on the walls of the school!
When his brother (in college) was in high school, he did some art and it was put in the brand new elementary school as soon as they did the grand opening ceremony deal. He has two very nice pieces in frames --- one right before the kids go into the library and one as you are walking down the hall.
We got some pictures in his classroom so I’ll try to get them off his dad’s phone to share on here.
L.R.C. brought home a fat, red face on Friday.
The kids were having an assembly (around 150 students, the teacher said) and this particular child of mine was at the end of the line. He was so far out from his teacher (his last name starts with W so …) that she could not get his attention to tell him to stop what he was doing.
Apparently, he put another child (I was told a pretty good sized one) in a headlock or choke hold or whatever it is. He was hitting the kid and then rubbing his hair with his fist. This sounds horrible and it is, I know. It just isn’t AS horrible as it sounds because it is a big joke around here his older brothers play this way with him. They don’t do it as roughly as it sounds but as a playing around “guy” thing.
Actually, one specific older brother (who lives about 45 minutes from us and is expecting his first child but I’m not sharing any names) taught him the “right” way to do this. Since l.r.c. isn’t around any kids his age or size… he must have been waiting for someone to try it out on. He’s never done that to anyone before other than playing with his grown brothers.
He had to go sit with the teacher for the rest of the assembly and he lost recess. He also lost computer and television for a week here. We told him he loses privileges here every time he gets in trouble at school. There may be nothing left for him to do at this rate. He might just have to sit in a chair and watch the clouds go by or something.
Open house was trying because he wanted to play on the chair rack, talk while the speakers were talking and move all around. He got exasperated when we didn’t let him do any of those things and slid underneath our chairs. I wanted him to get out and sit up properly but his dad thought it was better to leave him there. So… while all the other children were sitting nicely with their parents… our son was lying underneath our seats on the floor.
He got a school shirt with a bull dog on it when we joined the PTO and we all got to see his brother’s art work displayed on the walls of the school!
When his brother (in college) was in high school, he did some art and it was put in the brand new elementary school as soon as they did the grand opening ceremony deal. He has two very nice pieces in frames --- one right before the kids go into the library and one as you are walking down the hall.
We got some pictures in his classroom so I’ll try to get them off his dad’s phone to share on here.
Monday, August 24, 2009
New Week
I found out L.R.C. got another yellow face on Friday His teacher wrote that he was playing in class.
I am praying for him specifically… for God to help him follow directions, play when it is play time, learn, enjoy it, and on it goes.
He told his dad he loves his school. His dad has been the one taking the kiddo to school in the mornings and a lot of information gets shared in that few minutes. Smile.
He told him:
• He loves school,
• All about Fun Friday… and how they get to sometimes play on the playground those days, gets to play in the big field and with balls. He said they even get to go to the fence and look down at the big cliff.
• He said there are 11 days of school and not five (he told me this, too… he started late so we didn’t mention it and figured it wouldn’t come out anyway) --- yes, well… thanks to the count down towards the 100th day of school.
On the way to church, he asked for a sling shot. Dad told him he is too young for one right now and “people can get really hurt with one of those”.
He thinks he should have one anyway before he is too old.
Today:
He was waiting right where the teachers were standing for me to pick him up. The minute he got buckled in his seat, he asked if we could go to his oldest brother’s house.
It is one of his favorite places and now they have a new baby so it is even cooler. I told him “not today” and he asked about tomorrow. I told him we have open house tomorrow. He asked about Wednesday and I told him he has a dentist appointment that day. He asked about the day after that day.
He got upset when I told him we couldn’t choose what day to go without calling them to see if they were busy. He didn’t get that at all.
He pulled his folder out in the meanwhile and yelled out that he got a green face today! Thank the Lord!
He was happy when he got home and ate two puddings and found out there is a new movie for him to watch.
He is almost ready for bed… and so am I!
I am praying for him specifically… for God to help him follow directions, play when it is play time, learn, enjoy it, and on it goes.
He told his dad he loves his school. His dad has been the one taking the kiddo to school in the mornings and a lot of information gets shared in that few minutes. Smile.
He told him:
• He loves school,
• All about Fun Friday… and how they get to sometimes play on the playground those days, gets to play in the big field and with balls. He said they even get to go to the fence and look down at the big cliff.
• He said there are 11 days of school and not five (he told me this, too… he started late so we didn’t mention it and figured it wouldn’t come out anyway) --- yes, well… thanks to the count down towards the 100th day of school.
On the way to church, he asked for a sling shot. Dad told him he is too young for one right now and “people can get really hurt with one of those”.
He thinks he should have one anyway before he is too old.
Today:
He was waiting right where the teachers were standing for me to pick him up. The minute he got buckled in his seat, he asked if we could go to his oldest brother’s house.
It is one of his favorite places and now they have a new baby so it is even cooler. I told him “not today” and he asked about tomorrow. I told him we have open house tomorrow. He asked about Wednesday and I told him he has a dentist appointment that day. He asked about the day after that day.
He got upset when I told him we couldn’t choose what day to go without calling them to see if they were busy. He didn’t get that at all.
He pulled his folder out in the meanwhile and yelled out that he got a green face today! Thank the Lord!
He was happy when he got home and ate two puddings and found out there is a new movie for him to watch.
He is almost ready for bed… and so am I!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Day 4 & 5: End of FIRST week of school!
Day 4:
I was so tired I didn't even get a post done. Instead, I tried to keep my eyes open to type a few notes on the day so I could write it later. I was gone all day yesterday (see Day 5 below:) so I am adding a quick scramble now!
On Thursday:
He said school was AWESOME.
He got home and flipped his lunchbox open and started eating.
Did List One of his sight words with mom and talked with Dad.
Rode with mom to get the girls.
Cried over the sudden loss of Cool whip, our precious little kitten and went with Dad and the girls to bury her. I cried in the house.
Watched a movie with me and talked about the storm and lightning. He was talking almost non-stop through the movie about storms.
Helped me by putting the gate up, letting one of the beagles in his sister's room and putting the other beagle in her bedtime crate.
Day 5: Last day of first week of school!
I saw him off in the morning with his little niece and nephew (isn't that funny? HE is an UNCLE?)were waving bye from the kitchen. His niece is three, nephew will be two in November and. . .
He has a brand new niece! Hailey Hope was born yesterday at 1:34 and weighed 6 lbs. and 15 ounces. She was 19 inches long and gorgeous.
L.R.C. hasn't seen her yet so we'll share more on that later.
I originally planned to share no names on here to make it easier to read for those who don't know us... but I just shared the newest family member's so we'll see:)
Hailey's big sister was mothering her like a new mama bear at the hospital and she did not like not having her home yet!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Day 3: Scattered Notes
This morning gave cause for a tighter bedtime on school nights.
L.R.C. has been having a very good schedule since Sunday but he couldn't fall asleep last night.
This clearly meant he would have a hard time getting up this morning.
He got up with just enough time to eat his small bowl of oatmeal (complete with butter, brown sugar, whole milk and a sprinkle of cinnamon:)and to get dressed.
When I asked if he was SURE he brushed his teeth well... his cousin called out to tell me his sister saw the toothpaste on the toothbrush. Good enough when we are in a hurry.
His dad picked him up after school and he was upset bec he left his lunchbox in the cubby! He is going to carry a brown paper bag tomorrow so hopefully the main box will be brought home then.
I was told he and dad get green faces today and I get a yellow bec I tickled him. I also hugged him and "trapped" him. Ha Ha.
I am tired and can barely keep my eyes open and I don't want to wear your eyes out so I'll hurry this up;)
When I asked what he learned at school today, he answered with:
"Just about everything you can THINK of."
He didn't have much to say about school other than expressing how glad he was to have a green face. One face closer to getting his $1 from his aunt. We had to explain to him (more than once) that it was going to be done by the week. For each new week, when he makes five green faces in a row... he gets $1.
I have to be up in time to make and clean breakfast, check his bookbag and go over his words if we have extra time. So... I'm finally off to sleep myself.
Ta Ta For Now...
L.R.C. has been having a very good schedule since Sunday but he couldn't fall asleep last night.
This clearly meant he would have a hard time getting up this morning.
He got up with just enough time to eat his small bowl of oatmeal (complete with butter, brown sugar, whole milk and a sprinkle of cinnamon:)and to get dressed.
When I asked if he was SURE he brushed his teeth well... his cousin called out to tell me his sister saw the toothpaste on the toothbrush. Good enough when we are in a hurry.
His dad picked him up after school and he was upset bec he left his lunchbox in the cubby! He is going to carry a brown paper bag tomorrow so hopefully the main box will be brought home then.
I was told he and dad get green faces today and I get a yellow bec I tickled him. I also hugged him and "trapped" him. Ha Ha.
I am tired and can barely keep my eyes open and I don't want to wear your eyes out so I'll hurry this up;)
When I asked what he learned at school today, he answered with:
"Just about everything you can THINK of."
He didn't have much to say about school other than expressing how glad he was to have a green face. One face closer to getting his $1 from his aunt. We had to explain to him (more than once) that it was going to be done by the week. For each new week, when he makes five green faces in a row... he gets $1.
I have to be up in time to make and clean breakfast, check his bookbag and go over his words if we have extra time. So... I'm finally off to sleep myself.
Ta Ta For Now...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Day Two: Yellow Face
I go for the school pick up.
Drive through a long line in the rain. Again. No air conditioning in the suburban so that was nice. I cheated and kept rolling down my window!
He heard his name on the walkie talkie and came right out to the car line today!
He was snapping himself in when I asked in a happy and excited tone how school went.
“FINE! HORRIBLE.”
“Why was it horrible?”
“It just was.”
“What made it horrible? Did you get in trouble for something?”
Yes, I jumped to conclusions a bit too quickly.
“Someone else got me in trouble. He threw a pencil at me so I threw one back at him and he got me in trouble for it.”
“What trouble did you get into? What did you have to do?”
“Go to the PRINCIPAL’S office!”
“Did the other boy go to the office, too?”
Hesitate. “Yes.”
“You know it is very important to be honest and to always tell the truth. The teachers will tell me exactly what happened so I need to make sure YOU are telling me exactly what happened, okay?”
“Alright. You got me. We both went to the office.”
Confused, I say: “You already said that. Are you SURE the other boy got in trouble and it wasn’t just you?”
“Well, we were playing a GAME. A hit the apple off the head GAME and we threw pencils to play it.”
I checked his papers from the teacher and he got a yellow face along with a note from her that he was playing & talking and not following directions.
This bothers me for obvious and more than one reason. I don’t know if he is being completely honest about the hows and whys of being in trouble. There wasn’t a note from the teacher but I don’t know if they send them for this or not.
Also, it is a bit fretting to have him in trouble before his first week of school is done. Of course, we have suspected this would be the case.
I will pray for and over all of darling him tonight. I’ll pray for us. . .
For his teachers…
For the whole school while I’m at it.
We’ll have to have consequences here at home anytime he gets in trouble at school. Along with positive incentives. His aunt just offered him a dollar for every week he gets five green faces. He is all over that already. A hint of bribery? I hope it is more like rewarding nice behavior.
He really is an endearing child and brilliant in so many ways. We just have to pray for his inquisitive little self to learn the right ways to go about being such a boy.
He ran up earlier and hugged me. He told me he loves me and played a quick game before hopping down and getting ready for bed.
He also told me a boy at school has a crush on a girl at school. For some reason… I wondered if he is the little boy with a crush on a little girl. The world of little boys!
Small Boy’s Resignation
For weeks he tried to interest her
With stones of red and blue;
She snubbed his efforts, every one,
As only girls can do.
He turned handsprings and hung from trees,
Till clothes were in a wreck;
As last resort, so great his love,
He washed his ears and neck!
Ralph J. Donahue
Drive through a long line in the rain. Again. No air conditioning in the suburban so that was nice. I cheated and kept rolling down my window!
He heard his name on the walkie talkie and came right out to the car line today!
He was snapping himself in when I asked in a happy and excited tone how school went.
“FINE! HORRIBLE.”
“Why was it horrible?”
“It just was.”
“What made it horrible? Did you get in trouble for something?”
Yes, I jumped to conclusions a bit too quickly.
“Someone else got me in trouble. He threw a pencil at me so I threw one back at him and he got me in trouble for it.”
“What trouble did you get into? What did you have to do?”
“Go to the PRINCIPAL’S office!”
“Did the other boy go to the office, too?”
Hesitate. “Yes.”
“You know it is very important to be honest and to always tell the truth. The teachers will tell me exactly what happened so I need to make sure YOU are telling me exactly what happened, okay?”
“Alright. You got me. We both went to the office.”
Confused, I say: “You already said that. Are you SURE the other boy got in trouble and it wasn’t just you?”
“Well, we were playing a GAME. A hit the apple off the head GAME and we threw pencils to play it.”
I checked his papers from the teacher and he got a yellow face along with a note from her that he was playing & talking and not following directions.
This bothers me for obvious and more than one reason. I don’t know if he is being completely honest about the hows and whys of being in trouble. There wasn’t a note from the teacher but I don’t know if they send them for this or not.
Also, it is a bit fretting to have him in trouble before his first week of school is done. Of course, we have suspected this would be the case.
I will pray for and over all of darling him tonight. I’ll pray for us. . .
For his teachers…
For the whole school while I’m at it.
We’ll have to have consequences here at home anytime he gets in trouble at school. Along with positive incentives. His aunt just offered him a dollar for every week he gets five green faces. He is all over that already. A hint of bribery? I hope it is more like rewarding nice behavior.
He really is an endearing child and brilliant in so many ways. We just have to pray for his inquisitive little self to learn the right ways to go about being such a boy.
He ran up earlier and hugged me. He told me he loves me and played a quick game before hopping down and getting ready for bed.
He also told me a boy at school has a crush on a girl at school. For some reason… I wondered if he is the little boy with a crush on a little girl. The world of little boys!
Small Boy’s Resignation
For weeks he tried to interest her
With stones of red and blue;
She snubbed his efforts, every one,
As only girls can do.
He turned handsprings and hung from trees,
Till clothes were in a wreck;
As last resort, so great his love,
He washed his ears and neck!
Ralph J. Donahue
First Day of School
Day One: “Fine.”
Little Red Chief was picked up with both parents for his first day. He hopped in and we immediately started asking about school.
“How did you like school?!”
“Fine.”
“How did you like your teachers?”
“Fine.”
“Did you have fun? What did you do?”
“It was all fine. We did stuff and it was fine.”
Later, he did tell me he learned that 100 plus 100 was 200 and 200 plus 100 was 300. He also told me he has three teachers. “One is VERY mean to ME. One is VERY nice to me. One is a little mean to me and a little or lot nice to me.”
I asked why one was very mean to him and he said:
“She said, ‘No, no, NO! You don’t sit with those teachers!”
He was a bit down about not having nap time like his older brothers but found out he does have outdoor play time.
“They have one of those play things, you know? They have this thing that goes like this and you can jump over like that (with full hand illustrations) and there are those one kinds of things that you go on.”
When his name was called from the walkie talkies… he didn’t listen or know to come out to where the car line is. The teacher asked us to please encourage him to listen for his name and then she reminded him. Hopefully, he’ll know to do this tomorrow!
He opened up his lunchbox and hadn’t eaten anything except some of his Cheeto’s. We are usually adamant about healthy lunches but these are his favorites and they are soft. He is going to the dentist this month because two of his teeth are hurting (wonder why with the sweets he cons relatives into giving him) and I thought the cheese puffs would be easy.
He asked me how to drink his water using the new plastic bottle (I wanted a stainless steel or safer plastic but they wanted WAY too much money for them!) and I showed him how to pull the spout up.
He practiced his sight words and showed me his behavior chart (a green face is “Way to Go!” … a yellow is “Watch Out!” and red is “Not tolerated”… he got a green face!
This child I usually have to tell more than once (and sometimes embarrassingly more than that) to put his things up… put his shoes, lunch box, backpack and supplies up. He put his dirty clothes in the laundry and got ready for bed in record time. Go, Braxton as everyone keeps posting to him on facebook. Smiles!
Little Red Chief was picked up with both parents for his first day. He hopped in and we immediately started asking about school.
“How did you like school?!”
“Fine.”
“How did you like your teachers?”
“Fine.”
“Did you have fun? What did you do?”
“It was all fine. We did stuff and it was fine.”
Later, he did tell me he learned that 100 plus 100 was 200 and 200 plus 100 was 300. He also told me he has three teachers. “One is VERY mean to ME. One is VERY nice to me. One is a little mean to me and a little or lot nice to me.”
I asked why one was very mean to him and he said:
“She said, ‘No, no, NO! You don’t sit with those teachers!”
He was a bit down about not having nap time like his older brothers but found out he does have outdoor play time.
“They have one of those play things, you know? They have this thing that goes like this and you can jump over like that (with full hand illustrations) and there are those one kinds of things that you go on.”
When his name was called from the walkie talkies… he didn’t listen or know to come out to where the car line is. The teacher asked us to please encourage him to listen for his name and then she reminded him. Hopefully, he’ll know to do this tomorrow!
He opened up his lunchbox and hadn’t eaten anything except some of his Cheeto’s. We are usually adamant about healthy lunches but these are his favorites and they are soft. He is going to the dentist this month because two of his teeth are hurting (wonder why with the sweets he cons relatives into giving him) and I thought the cheese puffs would be easy.
He asked me how to drink his water using the new plastic bottle (I wanted a stainless steel or safer plastic but they wanted WAY too much money for them!) and I showed him how to pull the spout up.
He practiced his sight words and showed me his behavior chart (a green face is “Way to Go!” … a yellow is “Watch Out!” and red is “Not tolerated”… he got a green face!
This child I usually have to tell more than once (and sometimes embarrassingly more than that) to put his things up… put his shoes, lunch box, backpack and supplies up. He put his dirty clothes in the laundry and got ready for bed in record time. Go, Braxton as everyone keeps posting to him on facebook. Smiles!
Modern Day Little Red Chief
When my husband and I had our three oldest boys, he read them a story his grandparents read to him as a little boy. We laughed through the whole thing and have joked about it ever since.
The story by O. Henry is explained here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ransom_of_Red_Chief
and can be read online for free.
When the youngest of our three sons was five, we had our only daughter. Ten years later, we were blessed with our 5th child ... and 4th little boy.
This child got a quick nick name of "Little Red Chief" by his dad and I instantly agreed. We didn't want to give him a complex (like that would happen) so we have let it be "our" name when talking about the day's activities. There are always a generous amount of them to discuss.
He has taken off running and been from our door to his Granna's a pathway across in a matter of SECONDS.
He (at a year or so old) snuck to the same place when Granna's new home was being built... got into a truck a worker left keys in. This literally happened in a span of three minutes and he was trying to start the truck. I noticed he didn't put the movie in within 60 seconds (yes, he was using a DVD player by then) and asked his brother to check and l.r.c. was already up the hill. He was one.
My sister thought I was being ridiculous to continually warn her of how quickly he can be out of sight. He was around two years old and she was outside talking on the phone with him at her side. Within minutes, she was running through the path... calling his name and trying to find him. He had taken OFF as he walked around her and run straight through his Granna's house from one end to the other by the time she got to him.
These are just small things. There have been books and books and books worth... I kept meaning to write them all down just so we'd believe them. I haven't, until now.
We keep praying and praying for the Lord to guide us. We have worn out a bit after over 23 years of parenting and now grand parenting. With a child like our six year old though... there is no place for fading out or watering down. We have to get back to routines, set strict schedules and fight, fight, fight for consistency.
Here starts a journal of our hike through raising our own little red chief... and some of the "events" along the way. . .
The story by O. Henry is explained here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ransom_of_Red_Chief
and can be read online for free.
When the youngest of our three sons was five, we had our only daughter. Ten years later, we were blessed with our 5th child ... and 4th little boy.
This child got a quick nick name of "Little Red Chief" by his dad and I instantly agreed. We didn't want to give him a complex (like that would happen) so we have let it be "our" name when talking about the day's activities. There are always a generous amount of them to discuss.
He has taken off running and been from our door to his Granna's a pathway across in a matter of SECONDS.
He (at a year or so old) snuck to the same place when Granna's new home was being built... got into a truck a worker left keys in. This literally happened in a span of three minutes and he was trying to start the truck. I noticed he didn't put the movie in within 60 seconds (yes, he was using a DVD player by then) and asked his brother to check and l.r.c. was already up the hill. He was one.
My sister thought I was being ridiculous to continually warn her of how quickly he can be out of sight. He was around two years old and she was outside talking on the phone with him at her side. Within minutes, she was running through the path... calling his name and trying to find him. He had taken OFF as he walked around her and run straight through his Granna's house from one end to the other by the time she got to him.
These are just small things. There have been books and books and books worth... I kept meaning to write them all down just so we'd believe them. I haven't, until now.
We keep praying and praying for the Lord to guide us. We have worn out a bit after over 23 years of parenting and now grand parenting. With a child like our six year old though... there is no place for fading out or watering down. We have to get back to routines, set strict schedules and fight, fight, fight for consistency.
Here starts a journal of our hike through raising our own little red chief... and some of the "events" along the way. . .
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