Showing posts with label I'm a celebrator. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm a celebrator. Show all posts

Thursday, October 26, 2017

October Celebrations

October is, without question, our favorite month of the year. 

We have so much to celebrate in October!


Like our 9th anniversary.  Wow. 

And Casey's birthday.  He's officially old, so someone really nice made him this from-scratch chocolate cake.


With a baby on her hip at least 80% of the time.  I had to throw that in there.  I like the sympathy vote.

Of course, there were other things (besides food) to celebrate.  Like pumpkin patch visits.











And costumes to be worn.


This costume brought to you entirely by my husband.  He has been plotting this baby for several years.  Of course, this year, we were one too many to go as just the Incredibles.  Fortunately, Livvy didn't mind taking on the role of Syndrome.



So, something interesting we discovered while out and about?  When you dress as the Incredibles, people will talk to you as if you are the Incredibles, and stop you often for photos. 

Oh my goodness, it's Mr. Incredible!  Can I get a photo with you?  My daughter loves your movie, it's her favorite!  

That one definitely caught me by surprise. Of course, the kids completely loved it.  I'm pretty sure they thought they were actual celebrities by the time our day at Boo at the Zoo was over.  Maybe it was because we had all the genders in the right order?  Or because we came complete with Jack-Jack?  I don't know.  But, it was pretty cute to have little kids running up to us in sheer delight.

The adults who came without children to pose for photos?  Well... that wasn't quite so cute.

We also stayed up late to enjoy a fun Family Night, complete with glow sticks, flashlight tag and smores.




We got really excited about the first snow of the season. 



It wasn't much, but ooooh, we do love the white stuff.



Tuesday, September 12, 2017

So what is the Classical Method, anyway?

When you hear the term, do you get an image of fancy dresses or white wigs?  The cast of Downton Abbey, perhaps?  Or does your imagination take you even further back...Togas, anyone?

You've heard me talk about how much I love it, but just what is classical education, anyway?


At its core, classical education is an approach that emphasizes not what to teach, but how to awaken the curiosity within ourselves that causes us to seek knowledge, chase wisdom and create beauty.

It begins with the premise that every child's mind is promising, fertile ground, especially when information is presented in a series of three developmental stages (referred to classically as the Trivium):

Grammar Stage (birth to approx. age 11): Children are naturally adept at memorization.  During this phase, we plant seeds by singing, chanting, rhyming, drawing and developing the vocabulary (grammar) of a subject.  In Classical Education, the greatest emphasis is not placed on developing skills such as writing or even reading (though, of course, those things happen during this time). This method assumes that a child's skills will develop naturally throughout his or her lifetime, and places instead an importance on growing factual knowledge during this window when the brain is particularly open to it.

Dialectic or Logic Stage (approximately ages 11-15):  Having developed rich background knowledge on a variety of subjects, the early teenage student is naturally more argumentative and begins to link ideas together, question validity, and seeks to learn the "why" behind the "what" they've already come to know.  In this stage, students are practicing reasoning, schooled in formal and informal logic, and learning to argue with wisdom and elegance. 

Rhetoric Stage (ages 15-18 and beyond):  As students gain greater independence and autonomy over their learning, we as educators begin to see the fruits of their study.  They are equipped to be independent thinkers and communicators, employing rhetoric that is persuasive, factual and pleasing to listen to.  They have gained mastery over wide variety of disciplines, and see the world not as a series of isolated subjects, but a tapestry of causes, effects and outcomes, powerfully - if often mysteriously -interwoven and worthy of careful consideration.  

Why I like it.
I like it because it follows what I know to be true about the progression of cognitive development.  As an educator, my Masters work was in neurological development, and I always struggled to reconcile what I knew to be true about the brain with what we consider to be "best practices" in the classroom.  

That struggle is absent with classical education: Children are presented with concrete facts which build their academic schema; middle schoolers test and challenge their perceptions with analytical thinking; older students cement their education as they practice abstract thinking and articulation.  In our world, with all its understanding of cognition from brain imaging, it is amazing to me that the methodology I find to work best was practiced for thousands of years, and has fallen out of vogue only recently in the midst of our modern, "progressive" era!  

But -- there's more.

As my children grow in this environment, the pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty has woven itself into the very fabric of our family's culture.  Our teachers are the likes of Lewis, Shakespeare, Ingalls-Wilder, Homer, Haydn and Monet.  By virtue of our reformed education, we are able to commune with some of the great minds and talents and experiences history has to offer, until it becomes second nature to wonder, to enjoy, to discuss, to notice, to observe, and to find in one another kindred spirits whose souls are similarly awed, inspired and delighted by the journey.  

Plus... We read.


Together.  From great books.  On every subject.  Books that light up our minds and our souls alike.  All the time.

We are not reading books merely to check off a list or to be able to say we have read them.  We are reading to grow as persons, to know more that we may understand more, and ultimately, it is to be hoped, to act according to our great wisdom.
- Karen Glass, author and educator

Visions and ideals need a pathway; wisdom a road map.  What we find buried in the pages of great literature is courage to inspire us, ideas to challenge us, and friends to come alongside us.  

A rich inner life is developing here, day by day.  

It cannot be measured or tested.  It must instead be nurtured, inspired, and protected.  It is like a fire whose embers are carefully fanned and tended lest they be squelched and allowed to go out.  But, fed properly, the fire will grow into a strong and unquenchable flame that will carry them through the rest of their lives. 

I don't share this to incite arguments.  Neither do I wish to debate or belittle the merits of any other form of education.  I share for two simple reasons: 1) I love the classical method (can you tell?!).  When we love something and find it valuable, it is only natural to want to share it.  2) This is a form of education that, despite my MA in this very subject, I had never been exposed to.    

There are so many great resources and ways to learn more!  A small sampling (yes, several of these are Charlotte Mason.  The more I learn, the more I am convinced that Charlotte's principles underscore and reinforce much of the classical methodology) is below.

It is a rabbit hole whose adventures you won't ever be sorry you embarked upon!

Books:
The Well Educated Mind by Susan Wise Bauer
The Core by Leigh Bortins
A Philosophy of Education by Charlotte Mason

Podcasts:

Happy learning, friends!

Saturday, August 26, 2017

20 weeks, stats and updates


So this definitely should have been in my post last week, but Mr. Luke weighed in at a whopping 16.13 lbs at his four month check up. Almost four pounds heavier than my last child at this age, but still smaller than his brother.  And, also: Leah.

His ginormous head is off the charts.  They stop measuring at the 99th percentile, so that's where he officially ranks.  In reality, it sits fairly high above that growth arc.

He sleeps so well through the night.  I'm such a lucky momma.  He falls asleep easily between 6:30 and 7, wakes to eat when I go to bed between 10:30 and 11, and usually sleeps until around 2.  It's fantastic.

But, to reassure you that there are no perfect humans, his nap schedule sucks.  This child cannot get over the 45 minute sleep cycle, and would currently prefer to take 5-6 naps per day and still be cranky at me after each one.  You know... because 45 minute naps suck for all involved!

I keep thinking he is going to pop a tooth or two, but so far, he continues to be a drooly, mouthy hot mess of gums.  But, he does give amazing kisses, so we'll forgive him.

He is rolling.  His favorite place to sleep is on his side, so long as he doesn't accidentally roll onto his stomach in his sleep.

He's just my favorite tiny person.  I love that chunky monkey so!

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

First Day of School 2017

 We're back!




And it was a GREAT first day back!


I used to love setting up my classroom for the first day of school.  There is such excitement in the air! I couldn't help but try to bring that same feeling into our school, even if it is predominantly at the kitchen table. 



I found these adorable growth-mindset posters and decided they were just begging to become a banner.


So, there are a few big days in our house.  Wonderful days that tingle with excitement.  Christmas, birthdays of course, and... the first day of school.  

The kids were so stinking adorable.  We've been practicing waking up to the alarm for the past several weeks, and they have been doing a good job.  But a full 30 minutes before the alarm went off, I could hear the eager rustling of blankets.  As soon as it went off, little feel came jumping out of bed.  They couldn't wait to get downstairs!


They were SO excited!



Leah is going through a "posing" phase.



Then, we started school, as we do every day, with a little dancing. Of course, between my bed rest, the hospital visits, Luke's birth and my recovery from surgery, we haven't started our school days with dancing for a loooooong while. 

 August's song of choice: ABC by the Jackson Five.


Oh Yeah!

We always kick off our school year with a treasure hunt for school supplies.  It's one of the highlights of our first day.




They LOVE running from place to place all over our house, seeking out treasures they'll use for the school year.




Our little stone-faced Livvy.  I swear, she had fun!

With a 7 and almost 5 year old, I was able to get a little more creative this year than ever before.  It was FUN!



We had such a great first day.  I am so excited about school with these little faces!


It's going to be an AWESOME year!

Thursday, July 6, 2017

4th Fun

If you've been around here a while (or know me at all...), you know that holiday and family traditions are among my favorite things to cultivate inside our four walls.  

It is my firm belief that, though we inherit history, we also create it.  In between the menial tasks of dishes and laundry, it is this calling that keeps me pushing forward: to set in motion a narrative that fills the heart and souls of my children; a narrative that will bring delight in times of joy, and echo in their minds at the moments when they most need direction.  A narrative of heroes and home and life well lived that can be gladly handed down.



And so our narrative begins.  It is a legacy of red-white-and-blue pancakes and crisp bacon, eagerly anticipated. 


Of crafting during a reading of the Declaration of Independence.



Of patio lunches and lemonade in the shade, while John Phillip Sousa's works blast their patriotic refrain. 



Of backyard obstacle courses,


and potato sack races.


A legacy of love, hugs and laughter.  A holding place for all that is beautiful, holy and worth having.  


"The growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life." - George Eliot, Middlemarch







It is worth recording: this was my favorite Fourth with miss Livvy Joy.  Oh my.  Her enthusiasm and awe were palpable.  Her sweet little voice laughed and rejoiced with pure wonder at each explosion in the sky.  The colors, sounds and textures overwhelmed her in the most beautiful ways possible.  

Oh that we should all experience life that way!


Plus, life is just sweeter when there's a baby to share it with. :)



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