My desk is filled with papers of every assorted shape and size. My to-do-list is longer than my arm and my head is twirling with whirly-twirly gumdrop thoughts (hard core elf fans will feel me there) -everything from wedding dresses to flowers, future plans that cause my heart to skip a beat or three and land somewhere in the deep end of panic and everything in between -including but not limited to the letter C, Christmas ornaments and whiny voices. I just called the dog one of my preschooler’s names and have no idea what dinner is going to be. I’m somewhere between wanting to collapse into bed and eat a gallon of ice cream. I can’t decide if I want to be happy or drown in a puddle of tears. Perhaps both?
Earlier in December, our town became “famous” for a whale that was making its presence known by bubble feeding next to the docks. He became so famous, in fact, that people started a “Phoenix Whale Spotting” group on Facebook for those wondering about his current whereabouts. Even a whale can be stalked! I’ve lived here my entire life and have seen a whale bubble feed exactly once. It was an AMAZING experience and one that I hoped to share with Andrew while he was here.
We stopped in at the docks every time we were in town in hopes of seeing him…but the closest we came was seeing him a fare distance out.
One evening when stalking Phoenix’s page, I stumbled upon this gem:
A little over a year ago I told my sister that I think I might need to stop talking to this guy I had just met because “I think I might like him.” I can only imagine she rolled her eyes at me (we were talking on messenger) when she said “If you like him, then talk to him!” As if it were that simple. Turns out, it was. And since she’s my sister and I believe everything she says (even though that has led to some awkward conversations as I learned that everything she told me as a kid was not, in fact true) I took her advice and continued talking to him.
Turns out I kinda more than liked him -because a few months later I found myself feeling all sorts of weird things. I couldn’t figure out why I missed him when we hung up the phone, or why I worried about him when he went on a fire. I couldn’t understand why I cared if he didn’t call me one Friday night or if he didn’t text some Tuesday afternoon. Until I realized that I kinda might actually love this guy who I had met a few months prior and should probably stop talking to because I liked.
We are working on letter recognition, not memory. To help reinforce this idea -we have went with a scrambled theme. So instead of going in order A-B-C, we’ve mixed it up. The first week we did A…followed by J, K and N.
Originally I planned to do one word / one letter for the entire week. But after being introduced to my group of freshly turned three year olds, that plan went out the window. Now we are doing one letter a week -with a different theme everyday. We covered the letter A with an apple theme before moving on to a varied theme that helps keep the learning fun and varied and holds their attention A LOT better.
J was for Jam, Jellybean, Jellyfish, Jaguar and Jump:
Coming from Alaska, I am partial to mountains and oceans. South Dakota couldn’t be any more different than Alaska if it tried. Not that I am judging, or anything. When I took my trip there this summer, we decided to take a road trip west to see some of the more….mountainous regions, you might say. The Badlands looked like a good place to explore…and they didn’t disappoint. The only disappointing part was that we were on a time schedule and couldn’t hike all the trails, we managed to fit in three different ones -but plan to go back and do some more exploring.
The other downside was that not being used to the heat and sun -and not drinking nearly enough water -I ended up with a pretty bad headache at the end of the day. But lesson learned!