?Can't We All Just Get Along?

So this week's playgroup was plagued by lessons of cooperation...err...getting along! Or lack thereof. Sickness has been going around, and now of course, the mommas are getting the bug. So after a few "its on", "its off", "its on, again", "its off again"...forget it..."its on!" we got the chillin's together.

Unfortunately, for both mommas, it was a rocky, hectic morning. Both Turbo and SweetPea were putting mom to the patience test. And we were failing. So we decided to do "calming" activities - DRAWING. Using an AquaDoodle, they drew imaginary dinosaurs, which by the way, Turbo is very interested in. When that got boring and they were finished with "sharing" the doodle pen...OI!...we went to the good ol' fashioned pencil and paper - no body painting this time around.




Turbo drew a diplodicus from a book on how to draw a dinosaur and then wrote the name. Not too bad! I think drawing books need to be on the next library order. He has been devouring this book and making hubby and I draw with him after dinner. It is really a fun family time together!



With it being nice outside, we bundled up and gathered colored water in our squirt bottles and set out on an adventure to see all the neat things we could color with colored water. Turbo thought a white car would be fun to try...BUT IT WASN'T MINE! AHHH! Good thing it came off easy! We even tried to see what color blue and green would make...I think they are still confused. We'll learn that another day.



Upon going inside, it was about that time for meltdown for both parties. SweetPea and Turbo had had enough of the cooperating and sharing. One was up when the other was down and vice versa. Time Outs were definitely the place to be this go around. Finally, both mommies decided to call it quits and were thankful that this was not the time where newcomers came. We might have scared them off for sure!

And here it is...

This is it! It is here! My last day of having a wee little one in preschool. Today is Turbo's last day of school. Beginning Monday, I am officially, and intentionally starting to Homeschool him. I was talking with a friend last night about how us teachers have all of this information and know-how, but when it comes to our kids, we are at a loss. But by being intentional, I think we just might have a chance! WHOO HOO! There is hope!

I have gone out and bought little "workbooks", new pencils, and even a plan book for me. Nothing fancy, just a notebook where I can jot down notes and ideas for Turbo. I have made a portfolio for him so as to document his progress until the fall. My goal: for him to be Kindergarten-ready by fall. Not that I am going to start Kindergarten in the fall, which I could, but it is for me to know that he and I are moving forward in some aspect of his education.

One thing that has really helped him communicate better is his new "COLOR OF THE DAY" notebook. Each night at dinner, he chooses colors and documents his day. For example, the other day, he had a really, really good day, so he chose blue. Then he scribbled on the pages circles. I guess a really good day makes him feel like blue circles. Then I noted quips of what he said as he described his day. Maybe I should keep a color journal too. Hopefully I won't color RED every day with scribbles to show craziness! HA!

I am a bit discouraged on the Co-Op part. Although my partner in crime is in it for the long haul, which I am grateful, I do wish that there were more mommies. I guess God will bring those who he wants. I just have to be patient!

So, for my last day of freedom, what shall I do? Maybe I'll treat myself to a nice, quiet cup of Joe. Seeing how, this might be my last chance to have one, peacefully, for a time.

Prayer

This morning, Turbo and I were talking in the car on the way to preschool. We had a great conversation about all the fun things we can do together when I am his teacher.

Usually, when we are about 2 minutes from school, I ask Turbo if I can pray for him and his day at school. However, today, it was different. We were only in the car for a couple of minutes when he asked, "Mom, can you pray for me?" You bet! So after my prayer, he caught my eye in the review mirror, and said, "That was a GREAT prayer!"

Ahhhh...gettin' excited!