A Busy Week, So Far
This has been a busy week thus far.
Yesterday, by chance, we ended up outside playing with Jen's kids, who then came upstairs and watched part of "Meet the Robinson's" with us. It's our new favorite-ist movie. For those of you who haven't seen it...it's Disney Pixar without the Pixar. And that = not as good as "Cars". It's OK, not great, just OK. Josiah and Annika love it and that's all that matters. Hans and I can find other things to do while they watch it.
Playing, lunch and movie threw our schedule way out of whack (which was fine--it's good to mix it up sometimes), so naps weren't taken until after 2:00 p.m. I had to wake the kids up around 4:30 so that we could make our weekly pilgrimage to the exchange, where we purchased a lot of stuff that was only a little necessary. Like the second season of "Deadwood", which I intended to borrow from the library, but Hans forced me (by twisting my arm behind my back and jerking a couple of times) to buy. So now, instead of waiting for the discs to come in at the library and then watching them as quickly as possible in order to return them on time, I can leisurely watch.
Of course, I've already finished three episodes. When I get obsessed, I get obsessed.
Today, Josiah had school and Annika got dropped off, too. I got an update from Josiah's teacher on his "progress". He's doing fine, which we knew. We know that he's ahead of the curve. I don't know why she couldn't compliment him at all for that fact. The report was mostly complaints about how he likes to play alone and sometimes gets ornery if other kids try to play with him or mess with his dioramas or whatever he's creating. She recommended that we work on sharing and playing together with him.
Yah, whatever. I'm sorry, but I don't think that not wanting to play with other kids, prefering to play alone, is not that big of a deal. It's the way that Josiah was built. He has preferred to play alone since he could sit up and shake a rattle. He's never liked me to interfere...I remember feeling a little hurt for awhile, but then I accepted it and found something else to keep me busy. Like eBay. And Annika.
I don't know why we have to teach them to share, share, share. I mean, YES, if they're being little prigs about it and being mean. I don't think Josiah's being selfish or mean. Don't get me wrong, sharing has its place and its time. But if there are a million other toys for these kids to play with, why should it be a big deal? I think it's pretty obvious why he doesn't want to play with the other kids, and fine, I'll say it: it's because he's reading and they don't even know their letters. He's bored. Like Prince..."This bores me".*
And perhaps I'm a bit too sensitive? I do wish that he would join in more, but he's just independent. Why does he have to be a sheep?
Today was my first day volunteering at the library. I had such a pleasant time. They asked me to do the children's story time on Thursdays. I spent an hour picking out books to a theme of my making, and going through their stacks of craft supplies to figure out a craft to go along with the theme. And then, just as I was leaving...the director came out and said that they already have someone on board to do the storytime through mid-April. Dang! I was all excited and ready to do it this Thursday. Oh well, I'll just wait until April. They have already asked me if I'd be interested in applying for a position there. Children's Librarian. There's no telling if they'd actually pick me from among the applicants, but they did forward me all the information to apply.
I've got to say, even two hours with a task that didn't involve changing diapers or pouring sippy cups and I'm a renewed person. I love being at the library. But do I love it enough to devote 40 hours per week to it? So now I have that to ruminate on...thoughts, anyone?
* See Dave Chapelle, Season One...still one of the funniest things I've ever seen on TV.
Yesterday, by chance, we ended up outside playing with Jen's kids, who then came upstairs and watched part of "Meet the Robinson's" with us. It's our new favorite-ist movie. For those of you who haven't seen it...it's Disney Pixar without the Pixar. And that = not as good as "Cars". It's OK, not great, just OK. Josiah and Annika love it and that's all that matters. Hans and I can find other things to do while they watch it.
Playing, lunch and movie threw our schedule way out of whack (which was fine--it's good to mix it up sometimes), so naps weren't taken until after 2:00 p.m. I had to wake the kids up around 4:30 so that we could make our weekly pilgrimage to the exchange, where we purchased a lot of stuff that was only a little necessary. Like the second season of "Deadwood", which I intended to borrow from the library, but Hans forced me (by twisting my arm behind my back and jerking a couple of times) to buy. So now, instead of waiting for the discs to come in at the library and then watching them as quickly as possible in order to return them on time, I can leisurely watch.
Of course, I've already finished three episodes. When I get obsessed, I get obsessed.
Today, Josiah had school and Annika got dropped off, too. I got an update from Josiah's teacher on his "progress". He's doing fine, which we knew. We know that he's ahead of the curve. I don't know why she couldn't compliment him at all for that fact. The report was mostly complaints about how he likes to play alone and sometimes gets ornery if other kids try to play with him or mess with his dioramas or whatever he's creating. She recommended that we work on sharing and playing together with him.
Yah, whatever. I'm sorry, but I don't think that not wanting to play with other kids, prefering to play alone, is not that big of a deal. It's the way that Josiah was built. He has preferred to play alone since he could sit up and shake a rattle. He's never liked me to interfere...I remember feeling a little hurt for awhile, but then I accepted it and found something else to keep me busy. Like eBay. And Annika.
I don't know why we have to teach them to share, share, share. I mean, YES, if they're being little prigs about it and being mean. I don't think Josiah's being selfish or mean. Don't get me wrong, sharing has its place and its time. But if there are a million other toys for these kids to play with, why should it be a big deal? I think it's pretty obvious why he doesn't want to play with the other kids, and fine, I'll say it: it's because he's reading and they don't even know their letters. He's bored. Like Prince..."This bores me".*
And perhaps I'm a bit too sensitive? I do wish that he would join in more, but he's just independent. Why does he have to be a sheep?
Today was my first day volunteering at the library. I had such a pleasant time. They asked me to do the children's story time on Thursdays. I spent an hour picking out books to a theme of my making, and going through their stacks of craft supplies to figure out a craft to go along with the theme. And then, just as I was leaving...the director came out and said that they already have someone on board to do the storytime through mid-April. Dang! I was all excited and ready to do it this Thursday. Oh well, I'll just wait until April. They have already asked me if I'd be interested in applying for a position there. Children's Librarian. There's no telling if they'd actually pick me from among the applicants, but they did forward me all the information to apply.
I've got to say, even two hours with a task that didn't involve changing diapers or pouring sippy cups and I'm a renewed person. I love being at the library. But do I love it enough to devote 40 hours per week to it? So now I have that to ruminate on...thoughts, anyone?
* See Dave Chapelle, Season One...still one of the funniest things I've ever seen on TV.
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Joe is Joe. I swear teachers must have a checklist and have to find something to make us worry. He's fine...
I turned out just fine, too.