January 28, 2010
Last Sunday evening at dinner Claire read the letters to us: You are awesome, You are such a great friend, You are a smart student, You are fun and entergetic, and on and on the letters went. I can see why she was so excited to receive them. We laughed at the crazy things some kids wrote, enjoying especially Max's letter.Dear Claire, I think you are very nice, funny, and athetec. I have two dogs a yorky Poodle, and a Shit-zu yes Shit-zu. That is a weard name Max is to. I am reading the book the Battle of the labrith. I have learned laten stems this week. Your friend Max.
I guess Max is accustomed to reiterating the name of his dog's breed.
January 26, 2010
January 23, 2010
January 19, 2010
Just last week I spent fifteen minutes explaining to her how to add fractions that don't have a common denominator. She understood, then spent ten minutes questioning the way I'd shown her, assuming she could discover an easier, less complicated way. Once proven to her that there's only one way with those pesky fractions, we tackled reducing our fractional answers (e.g. 3/6 reduces to 1/2). Claire is intelligent and quick with math, so she understood all that I was showing her--but she didn't like it. Reducing the fractions nearly got the better of her: She was so frustrated that the book would list an answer as "1/2" when it made so much more sense to her for the answer to be "3/6," especially since those fractions are equal. Seeing that she was distraught and nearing tears, I reiterated calmly that all fractional answers must be reduced every time, all the time, ending with "don't get hung up on it, Claire. Let it go. It's just the way it is." She sighed, declared the book "so confusing," but we moved on to social studies.
So when Claire brought home the picture below, I had lots of questions: Did all the other kids write these same sentences and draw similar pictures? Did the guidance counselor single Claire out regarding her attitude?
I asked Claire these questions, wanting to know the details of the circumstances. She took one look at the picture, and a sheepish, slightly embarrassed grin came across her face, "Yeah, that's really hard for me."
The whole class drew these same pictures, though it was probably most apropos for Claire. She's self-aware enough to know she needs to lighten up sometimes, and I guess that's half the battle. When you're having a rough day, take Claire's advice on number four and adjust your "attatude."
January 17, 2010
January 16, 2010
UPDATE: I used "wired" meaning technological; however, she's had an iPod for several years, and she's a whiz at online computer games. I guess I should have called it the "wireless" world.
Last night I prepared a potato, leek, and Feta tart--a delicious recipe I'd found in my Real Simple magazine. Since the commissary did not have any pie crusts that weren't already in a pie pan, I had to improvise: One pie crust held all the ingredients, turning the would-be tart into a pie.Then I peeled the other pie crust out of the pie pan and spread it as best as I could on top of the "pie." It wasn't pretty, but Mr. Morgan loved the resulting dish despite its having no meat.
January 14, 2010
Tuesdays have been my days to make a new meal plan and shop for groceries; however, that Tuesday I had hosted a lunch party instead of grocery shopping. I told Claire that I hadn't decided yet what we were having for dinner.
After a few minutes of silent working--I on my cake and she on her homework, she asked seriously with wonder, "Gray, are you baking that cake to get some inspiration for dinner?"
January 6, 2010
Happy New Year from the Morgans! We love you all! Seth, Gray, Claire, and Hamilton
January 5, 2010
Hamilton has finally shed the swaddle, and he's still sleeping well. He loves his solid foods still; sweet potatoes are his favorite. The other day I fed him turnips prepared plain without even salt, and he loved them! Now the seemingly useless turnips are pureed and frozen ready for Hamilton.
He's rolling over now, and today he almost scooted himself off the window seat. Gone are the days of not keeping an extra-close eye on him! His baby sounds have started sounding more like word sounds, and he usually sounds like he's saying, "Da da da da." Hamilton seems to be more responsive and interactive every day, grabbing for his pacifier or my earrings and noticing his bottle as it's being made--and crying for it if I don't get it in his mouth fast enough.
He's obsessed with his feet: He grabs them and his socks, and the toes go in his mouth any chance he gets. Before the photo shoot was over, he was grabbing at his feet and pulling off his new day-of-the-week socks. He's also sporting the new track suit he got for Christmas.
Claire wished Hamilton a happy half-birthday. Claire is also wearing her new Christmas duds.
January 1, 2010
For the afternoon we started cleaning up and organizing out in the garage, which needs a little attention. I also managed to finally take down our Christmas decor. I'm happy to have tomorrow to accomplish some more projects around here, since the start of a new year puts me in the organizing mood.