First Homework Assignment in First Grade

Anders is doing a unit at school that begins with home and moves outward to town, state, country, and continent. This prompted his first homework assignment ever. With help from a parent he was to build his bedroom in 3-D. Cool! Anna, being the architect that she is, had him draw each plane of his room because she wanted him to observe and document everything that he saw. He really took it to heart, all the way to the smoke detector and the glow in the dark stars. His details are pretty amazing if you look carefully at the drawings. This was followed by measuring the room so they could scale it. Then they brainstormed different ways he could portray the different objects in his room and together they decided what materials to use. Anders took photographs of some of the things in his room, especially the things on his wall. Anna showed Anders how to scale down the photographs in a computer program so they could be used (she is telling me that he did it on the computer himself.) And then the building began...re-creating his bedroom - materials included fabric, wood, cardboard, paper towel, colored paper, cotton balls, photo of things in his room, etc. If you look carefully you can even see him and Kuba in their beds. Pretty wonderful, don't you think? I love my family!

Autumn Hikes

We took two fantastic hikes this weekend and I have to say that hiking with the boys is probably my most favorite way to spend time with them. I loved every single minute of it.

Spontaneous Sunday

Today it was rainy, cold, dreary, and relentless.

And then things got interesting.
People kept stopping by at our house. I was on the couch reading to Kuba when the doorbell rang. Our neighbor down the road stopped by with food for our chickens and her 2 1/2 year old son. Not more than five minutes later, Anders came home from a playdate, playdate in tow. Again, about five minutes later the doorbell rang again and three more friends and their mom stopped over. Imagine going from one child to seven in a matter of minutes.

This could have easily turned into chaos, as every kid needed to do some gross motor playing...it started with lego's and puzzles which were quickly becoming the new floor cover. I then introduced the "art project." Crayon leaf rubbings and watercolor. Simple, fun and soon we had many colorful papers lined up across the counter to dry. Four are now on our front door welcoming Autumn.

There you have it, a reversal of the mood in no time at all.

Connection Made

Anders has entered a phase where he has recently become very concerned about dying. It rose to the surface last week and it has been extremely upsetting to him. At times he has been perseverating over it, and making himself an anxious wreck because he "just can't stop thinking about it." He's been asking questions like, will it hurt, will he be lonely, is it scary, when is his next birthday because he doesn't want to grow any older and get any closer to dying, etc. At first we couldn't figure out where his fear came from, it felt so out of the blue. Yet it is a very serious concern for him right now. We have been talking to him and talking to others to get some advice about how to talk to him about death. and ease some of his fear. Yesterday when talking to him, as Anna was trying to figure out what might have been the catalyst for his fear, he was able to articulate that it started when he was lying on the floor, on his back, being really quiet and still, and it made him think about being dead.
It took me awhile, but tonight I think I made the connection.
Anders has been going to an art class at the local museum and for the first two visits the kids have been fascinated with the mummy in the museum's collection. The mummy is lying on it's back, still and quiet. These fears began after the kids spent some real time last Wednesday focused on this mummy. The mummy is not much bigger than Anders. I can totally see how he would feel a connection to this ancient dead mummified body after lying still on the floor in the exact same position.
Not that it makes it any easier explaining and talking to him about this complex and mysterious aspect of life. It makes it even more difficult when you are not a member of an organized religion that certainly can direct conversation about what happens after life. Being a mom is seriously intricate. Piecing together tons of fast moving bits of information to guide you in this often mysterious journey of raising and attending to the emotional needs of your children.
Oh, to be so blessed!

Hammers Are Fun to Play With

But not if you get a nail in your shirt and your body. That's not fun at all.

My Little Baker

Kuba is very interested in baking cakes. Lots of kinds of cakes, I might add. Porcupine pie, mud pie, tigger cake, etc. You get the idea. Anna found an old party cake book my mother had when I was a kid and he is crazy about it. When he first saw it he went through it page by page with a pack of little yellow sticky notes marking every cake he liked. It was every cake in the whole book. Now he just carries it around a lot dreaming about the time he will bake all of these very tacky/adorable desserts.

Anyway, today we made the tigger cake that is in the book. Hysterical. Luckily it was just for us and not to be presented anywhere at some important event. He helped me bake it today after his pre-school day ended and then he and Anders decorated it after Anders got home from school. It's pretty gross looking, but to them it is absolutely awesome.
Ironically, my little cake and candy lovers told me they were so tired tonight after dinner that they wanted to save the cake until the next day. Weird, right?
So, it's tigger tomorrow. Who knows what it will be the next time we bake.

Drivers Wanted

Anders and Kuba like to drive. Actualy we all like it when they drive. We let the boys sit on our laps and steer while we control the foot pedals. We took them to an empty parking lot to let them whip around on their scooters (with their wild painted faces,) and before long both boys were driving the Jetta. They didn't whip around in the car though - Anna controlled the speed of the car and kept it below ten miles an hour. Anders got a chance to practice shifting gears, and Kuba got to experience how helpful it is to stick your tongue out when you are really concentrating. Bliss, sheer bliss.