Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts

Mom, there's a wormhole in my backpack!

At least that's my assumption these days. And it's a waaaaay better excuse for forgetting homework than the lame-o "the dog ate my homework" cliche.

Due to my oldest child's medical diagnosis of ADHD, she has in place a 504 Plan with her elementary school. Among the accomodations listed are for her math homework to be emailed to ME and I will hand her the relevant pages from her workbook which is now kept at home. Said child is getting BETTER about writing down or at least memorizing the math sheet of the day, but we're still working on her planner.

Ideally, she should be writing her assignments in the planner issued to her by the school. But we don't live in a Utopian society. Or even Lake Wobegon, for that matter.

Today's email exchange:


Dear Awesome Teacher:


Gabriella said they didn't have any math yesterday that she remembered. What is the homework for this week?


Dear Mrs. Sulu:


She should be writing it in her planner everyday as well. Yesterday Ms. Intern verified that she did, but I did not see her planner today.

Dear Awesome Teacher:
 
The planner "disappeared" but then "reappeared" in her backpack. I'm assuming there's some sort of space/time anomaly regarding her backpack. It's really the ONLY plausible explanation since gremlins are right out.
She'll have 125 AND 127 for class tomorrow. Whether or not the wormhole that exists in her backpack will divulge the papers is another story all together.
Live Long & Prosper,


Mrs. Sulu
Here's the thing, if I didn't laugh about this, I'd cry. And really, any excuse to use the phrase "space/time anomaly" does my little GeekMom™ heart good.

The Best Thing About Homeschooling

You want to know what the best thing about homeschooling is?

The fact that when Mama doesn't feel up to numerous iterations of workbooks and educational videos, she can just give the kids some paper dressed up as a "book" and let them have at it and it COUNTS! It's educational, I promise. I gave them a "project": Write a story and illustrate it. I think we're covering art, grammar, spelling, punctuation and creative writing as well as the all important "leave Mama alone so she can blog about you deal with her overreactive gallbladder" subject.

Here are the books BEFORE the Princesses Ella got hold of them:


The Younger Princess Ella is the one in the pink Sleeping Beauty Nightgown

You should only know how long it took me to FIND this picture once I uploaded it from my camera to my hard drive. Why it got sent to my VIDEO folder, I've no idea. Anyhow...

What I did to make the books:
  • Find card stock in pile on desk.
  • Let girls choose their own color from about 20 choices (the Elder choose purple, the Younger chose the pink)
  • Grab handful of printer paper (there's a reason I buy this stuff at the warehouse store)
  • Stack all paper together and cut roughly in half on the long side of the paper (exactly half would have been 5.5" but who's counting?)
  • Find 3-hole punch and arrange puncher thingies so that it punches 3 holes down the "long" side of the paper
  • String 3/8" wide grosgrain ribbon to make book
  • Field exactly 3,874,089,152 questions about what the books are and are not
  • Take picture and hide in office to blog about it while the girls knock themselves out creatively

Life is good. Except for my mother-frelling gallbladder which makes me irritable and tired and nauseated. It's days are numbered. Poor my kids. Little do they know that once Mama is done recuperating, their days of watching PBS all day in their PJs and eating Scooby Snakcs for breakfast are O-V-E-R. But I'm not telling them that. Let them have their little fun.