Last night Berkeley Lake Elementary School had its school concert for the third and fourth graders. Jacob has been excited about going for the past few weeks. He has been asking us to play various Michael Jackson videos online and has every now and then been dancing like a zombie in the kitchen. I didn’t know why, or didn’t put the two together, that he might be performing something special for us. Well now…were we in for a treat.
Last night I had the pleasure of dictating a story while Jacob thought it up. This was an assignment from school that he started but wasn’t able to finish during class, so together we completed it last night. I love story telling from all different angles but I have usually been the story teller not the audience. Getting a chance to hear Jacob’s story about his “Lonely Snowman” was intriguing. His idea throughout the story was that the snowman was lonely and wanted some friends to play with. The snowman and his friends did whatever they could to ensure they continued to have fun – including the annihilation of planets and alien species in the process. Fun. You have to love boys. His story was all over the board but the general idea remained the same. (more…)
We have a new kind of clarity in the house now. Jacob started wearing glasses this week at both home and school. He was having trouble seeing more than a few feet in front of himself and was often found within inches of the television. After a visit to the optometrist it was determined that he needed glasses.
Well the glasses arrived on Friday and he was able to wear them to school for the first time on Monday. He was apprehensive about getting made fun of, or called names, but Carol and I have been reassuring him that the opinions of others don’t matter – take it in stride – tell them to mind their own business – etc. The glasses actually look great on him. Hopefully he will grow out of the farsightedness, but until that time the frames look good and are tough and flexible. Now we just have to get him used to taking care of them – extra chores won’t pay for replacements.
A special treat this weekend. Stone Mountain Park was hosting the 10th annual Indian Festival and Pow-Wow. An interesting assortment of Indian cultures and traditions. Right inside the gate we walked into a show getting ready to start called “East vs. West”. Two Indians, one from the eastern tribes and one from the western Sioux tribes, compared and contrasted the lifestyles and traditions of their ancestors. Seems the eastern Indians were more civilized, happy to barter and trade to make life easier, while the western ones, the Sioux in particular, raided and pillaged to get what they wanted, or to advance their lifestyle. I am sure this is a gross over exaggeration about the differences but it was neat to hear what they had to say and see the difference in the everyday tools used by each.
With a high level of excitement and glee, Jacob and Isaac, got to go shopping. They each received a gift card from their Grandma Donna. We gave them the option of saving it for later, surprisingly an option they have taken in the past, or using it now. They opted for the latter so we headed out toy shopping. With a figure in their head, limiting how much they could spend, they rummaged through the toys at Walmart for thirty minutes. The decision was complex of course. The selection had to be just right. Had to feel perfect. Jacob went patiently from one item to the next, meticulously inspecting its value, Nerf Swords, to G.I. Joe, to H.A.L.O to Lego. He finally settled on a pair of Lego sets that complimented each other. Isaac on the other hand created a moderate sized collection of his choices in the middle of an isle (wish I would have taken a picture) and mulled over the ultimate choice. Back and forth went the decision with the price climbing in to the hundreds of dollars and then back down into teens. With twenty-five dollars to spend it was a hard choice: does he get one larger toy that is “cool” or get a few smaller ones that offer more opportunity for play. At the end, with the clock ticking, he panicked and left his gathered assortment of mix matched items and narrowed his focus between Lego and a selection of Star Wars characters. Opting for the Star Wars route after some counseling from his clock watching oppressors.
Thank you Grandma Donna. Jacob and Isaac had a great time getting to shop for their gifts.
Halloween has come and gone. The loot has been categorized into various zip lock bags and put into deep freeze for behavior based distribution. The kids had a month of various Halloween activities: Netflix provided movies, Carol provided the arts and crafts and I provided labor for scooping out pumpkin guts. Costume selection happened about a month ago and the kids are already planning what they want to be for next year. The costumes were fun. Jacob was Ninja, Isaac was a Special Ops Soldier, Piper was Silvermist and Violet was Ariel. The all looked great and the got to pick their own costumes – thank you Internet Gods for not making us drive all over creation looking for the perfect costume.
Nobody likes to argue with their kids. I know I certainly don’t. Last night was different, at least for one conversation. I was making the kids’ dinner and while waiting they became heatedly engaged in a conversation about precisely when Darth Vader had died. I am by no means any sort of expert on Star Wars or Darth Vader but like many others grew up as a science fiction fan and Star Wars was certainly a topic always near the surface, regardless of my interest. I was curious about what they were saying though and a thought hit me: Did I just hear right? Were the Jacob, Isaac and Piper discussing the finer details about the timeline of Star Wars? Now granted that Piper has only recently come into this phenomenon, but the boys are knee deep in it.
Today marked the first day Jacob and Isaac rode the bus into school. For various reasons it has worked out better in the past to drop them off on my way into work – reasons such as getting to sleep later…and…well sleeping later. They have however been coming home on the bus for quite a while now and without fear of being run over by the very vehicle that drops them off and is supposed to keep them safe. Working with the Gwinnett County School System worked out pretty well once the issue was escalated to someone that actually gave a damn…I mean cared. We found out that there was a bus stop diagonally across the street from our house that the bus should have been stopping at for both pick-up and drop-off. For whatever reason the stop had been removed from the paperwork that both the particular school and driver use. So in defense of the driver, she wasn’t even aware there was a stop near us and was just doing her job.
I am glad this is taken care of. With one car and four of our six going in different directions, all between 7:30 and 8:30, our mornings are hectic to say the least. My one complaint is that I think the situation could have been resolved much quicker than it was. It took nearly three weeks of working (or lack thereof) with the local transportation superintendent to realize that he didn’t care about what we needed or had to say – safety related or not – we were just another pair of complaining parent. Realizing this and believing that we were being ignored we wrote a letter to the county commissioner at the recommendation of Carol’s dad and friend Heidi. They both work for school systems and had some good advice on how to get the appropriate level of attention. Once the letter was complete, proof read a dozen times, we stopped before sending it and called another person up the management chain for the transportation department. She listened to what we had to say, asked for a copy of the letter we were going to mail (I mentioned it to her), and a few phone calls and two days later the problem was resolved. Thanks Patty !!!
Our household is down to one vehicle following an accident in the Xterra. Thankfully nobody was severely injured. Carol took the brunt of the impact with the airbag, seat belt and steering wheel. Jacob and Violet had seat belt burns and indentations but where otherwise unhurt – well maybe emotionally scarred a bit. Jacob was shaken up a bit as was Violet but neither had any significant injuries that weren’t healed within a day or two. Whenever we mention the truck now it is funny to listen to Violet tell us that it is broken – “truck go boom boom daddy, truck goes boom!!!”
It has been raining for the past week in Atlanta. Literally. Mainly just on and off sprinkling followed by a short downpour followed by mugginess, wash, rinse, repeat. Over the weekend however heavy rain came down continuously causing flooding in most of the area. We woke up this morning to hear about school and road closures around the whole Atlanta area. Gwinnett County schools of course were only on delay which later changed to a closure as well. The flooding has been pretty severe closing surface streets and interstate junctions like “Spaghetti Junction” causing significant traffic problems all around town. The news said a few schools were flooded as well but we didn’t hear about any in our area that were affected other than just being shutdown – likely due to transportation issues more so than flooding.
Looks like the kids will get to stay home and play for another day. Isaac was concerned though that school was “closed forever”…oddly that upset him (maybe we should check his temperature). I don’t think we will hear the same complaint from Jacob he has been at home sick for the past few days missing much of school last week and was non to excited to go back today. Piper still gets to go to pre-school which stays open regardless and Violet is already at school when she wakes up.
