I think we're leaning towards registering him again for the next session, but hubby and I need to discuss it a little more. I think part of the reason I want to work with him a little bit first is I don't think I can handle 'failing' the level twice in such a short period of time!!! :)
We've always prayed with Little G at bedtime - sometimes we'll prompt him what to say, but he mostly makes up his own sometimes amusing prayers these days. But the last several nights he's into this phase where he doesn't want to pray, and won't let us either. The first couple nights I just said that was fine if he didn't want to, but Mommy was still going to, and he threw a fit while I stood there and prayed quickly. I tried a different tactic another night; I told him that it makes Jesus sad when he doesn't want to pray (which apparently was a mistake according to hubby). That didn't work either, in fact, the last couple of nights he now says "I don't want to pray, I want to make Jesus sad" with this growly look on his face. It's as if he knows how much that will upset me and is saying it just to hurt me. Is that possible?
I know he's probably just testing out his limits and seeing what we'll do when he says various things, but it's so hard to not want to just MAKE him stop saying that! Our faith is the most important thing we want to pass on to our children, and to have them say that at three years old is very discouraging. Makes me wonder if we're doing something really wrong. Or maybe I just need to calm down and accept that it's just a phase and it will stop as quickly as it started. Couldn't he have picked refusing to brush his teeth or something not so close to my heart, though?!?
Oh, and no, I didn't mention my blog - I haven't given the link to anyone IRL yet, and I couldn't frantically search my brain quickly enough to think if there was anything here that I wouldn't want my real-life friends reading. Maybe another time...
Driving amendment - Americans have an easier time identifying members of TV's Simpson family than they do freedoms guaranteed by the U.S. constitution's First Amendment. Almost twice as many Americans can identify at least two members of the cartoon family as can identify more than one of the fundamental freedoms granted by the amendment. And many have peculiar and erroneous ideas about the constitution. Significant numbers believe they are guaranteed the right to drive a car and to own pets.
What?!? I don't know about you, but this really upsets me - and I'm not even American (although Big G is). Presumably all of the people in this study are adults who have completed at least high school, and yet they can't name more than one of the freedoms. People were willing to DIE in order to establish those very freedoms, and the average American doesn't know more than one?!? It's not like they were asking citizens for a 100-page discussion of the technical details of the constitution or something; just a simple awareness of a few of the freedoms granted to them by virtue of being blessed to live in the United States.
Honestly this is a perfect example of why I am considering homeschooling my kids - I want them to know and understand these things, not take them for granted. I want them to really learn, not just memorize facts and dates just long enough to spit it back out on that unit's exam. OK, this sounds totally cliched, but people 'these days' generally have no idea of the significance of historical events, and therefore of current events. Sure, they may by some fluke remember the dates of the American Revolution, but did they ever learn the importance of this event, or how it affected all of history that came after it? (Note: I certainly don't, but I recognize that as a serious flaw in my education - I am the classic example of memorizing and regurgitating facts with no real learning. I skipped tons of classes in high school, and don't understand the 'why' behind anything, but still had an average in the 90s, just by cramming and writing what I knew they wanted to hear.) I want more for my kids.
He's had three lessons now and I have to say he is doing better - last class he was really participating in the splashing songs (he still turns his head to the side while he's splashing, but heck, I do that too!), and he will relax and do the back float while his teacher is supporting him instead of frantically kicking and jerking and clutching to their neck. It's kind of hard for me to watch actually because I so understand the fear of just leaning back into the water and being 'out of control' - I vividly remember doing the exact same thing when I took swimming lessons. Big G of course grew up in Florida practically in the ocean, so he doesn't get why Little G reacts the way he does, and gets frustrated because he's told Little G that there's nothing to be afraid of, so what's the problem??
There's only two lessons left and I'm pretty sure they will recommend that Little G takes the same level over again - which I agree with, and he won't have a clue what that means, and yet my mother's heart still just wants to cry to think that he's 'failed' swimming lessons. :( Again, I remember taking swimming lessons as a child and being so embarrassed that I had to repeat the same level again. The teacher always tried to say it positively and emphasize how much I had improved in this or that area, but I always knew it was just a nice way of saying I failed.
(And yes, I am aware that I'm projecting my childhood traumas onto my own kids and I am working very hard to avoid just that! :))
She behaved fairly well apparently, although she did miss me. She wasn't sleeping when I got there, my friend was rocking with her in the living room and she was just cuddling. I brought her home and put her in her room in her carseat, thinking I would just make sure everyone's ride was arranged (I had a bunch of youth with me at the seminar) and then I'd go get her, but I guess she fell asleep right away. She's still sleeping there now, an hour later - I'm sure she was exhausted since she was still awake almost two hours past her bedtime. I'm now hoping the messed-up schedule won't make her night miserable, as it usually does. I'm going to nurse her soon (I'm feeling rather, um, full) and put her in her crib for the night and just hope she sleeps normally.
So today was yet another step in my baby starting to grow up. :)
Happiness is... quilting again for the first time since A was born! I got out a bunch of fabric I had ready for a lap quilt for ME and went to work. It just took a few days and I've got all the blocks ready to assemble into the quilt top! (It's a really easy fat quarter pattern - Yellow Brick Road.) Here's a pic of the blocks laid out the way I think I'm going to sew them together. The dark blue pattern (you can't see it very well, but it's got gold swirls on it) will be the border, and the backing is a gold swirly flannel.