Sunday, January 24, 2016

Our home has been invaded by snakes. They are invisible and nearly indestructible. At least they aren't poisonous though- they just make it so you have a really bad cough. Apparently their sole purpose in life is to terrorize young children in the middle of the night.

That's what Jackson had to say to us last night at 3 o'clock in the morning. He was terrified and inconsolable. He isn't the only one who had a long night.

A few nights ago it was tiny spider monsters who could hide anywhere and only came out after kids were sleeping.

Before that it was something else (I can't remember).

I wish the ghostbusters were the real deal, because for the sake of all of our sanity this needs to stop.
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Quick update on Evelyn's "Invent Idaho" project (read last week's post for details): She presented it and is now going to regionals. I am proud of her hard work- she did a lot even if Rachel or I had to supervise almost every step of the way to meet her teacher's expectations.


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Addy update: Last week she asked to get her ears pierced. She was very brave. Evelyn went with her to offer moral support and to remind her every thirty seconds in a shrill voice how much it was going to hurt. Addy didn't bat an eye though, and is very proud of her new flower earrings. Evelyn on the other hand, was traumatized by the experience of watching, but is expected to make a full recovery in about 6 months (it could take 6 years for all I care).

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To end, I thought I'd include the answers to an activity we did with the kids a few weeks ago as we plan out our new year .

Evelyn
My best memory of the year: Reading, losing teeth
My best idea of the year: Invent Idaho
I always say: Hi!
I am proud of: My reading skills
My friends are: Saige, Dad, Mom, Family
I like to spend my time: Reading, TV, Computer
My favorite animal: Octopus
My favorite book: Any good chapter book
My favorite color: Red
My favorite food: Stromboli
My favorite song: Hushabye Mountain
This next year I want to learn: To make clay bowls or statues
This next year I want to see: The ocean
This next year I want to get better at: Reading

Adalie
My best memory of the year: Secret lost tooth (lost tooth without realizing it)
My best idea of the year: To be an inventor
I always say: I want to invent powers
I am proud of: When I make the right choices
My friends are: Skyler, Lekiah, Avery
I like to spend my time: Cuddling
My favorite animal: (Blank)
My favorite book: Frozen
My favorite color: Pink
My favorite food: "Cheesiks" (Cheesz-it crackers)
My favorite song: Let it go
This next year I want to learn: To invent
This next year I want to see: Ocean
This next year I want to get better at: Inventing

Jackson
My best memory of the year: (Blank)
My best idea of the year: (Blank)
I always say: Can I help?
I am proud of: Making goals
My friends are: Micah, Skyler, Lizzy
I like to spend my time: Doing chores
My favorite animal: Lion
My favorite book: Construction
My favorite color: Blue
My favorite food: Ravioli
My favorite song: Do as I'm doing
This next year I want to learn: To build
This next year I want to see: The ocean
This next year I want to get better at: Basketball

Maren
My best memory of the year: "I don't have memories"
My best idea of the year: Playing
I always say: Thank you
I am proud of: I'm a good player
My friends are: Dad
I like to spend my time: Playing
My favorite animal: Horses because they are beautiful and pigs because they taste good
My favorite book: (Blank)
My favorite color: Red
My favorite food: Ice cream
My favorite song: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
This next year I want to learn: To plant flowers and smell them
This next year I want to see: A dragon
This next year I want to get better at: Running so I can run with Daddy

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

A Catch-up Post That Belongs in 2015

So...the title is a not-so-subtle reminder to myself for when I compile the printed version of The Hazard Chronicles. Also, there is a lot to write about here. I'll probably touch on some things and then revisit them later. Other things will be stand-alone pieces. Basically, I have a bunch of stuff I want to write about and I need to get it out before it is lost.

“I Liked Not Knowing”
This year, Christmas lost a little bit of its magic for Evelyn. It started with Widget, our elf on the shelf. Now, I realize that lots of people use these elves for lots of things, but in our home Widget is little more than a fun game of hide-and-seek that the kids get to play every morning. Still, it’s a fun tradition. Well, one day Evelyn asked to speak with Rachel privately in her room, and pretty much said “I’m not buying it any more” when it came to Widget. This was okay, and we simply brought Evelyn in on the secret by making her the official “Widget Hider.” She did a fantastic job.

But then, on Christmas Eve, Evelyn started asking other questions. “I know that St. Nicholas is a legend, and that legends are partly true and partly not. So, how does Santa actually work? I’m asking because I don’t believe in flying reindeer or elves in the North Pole any more, but somehow we still get presents each year in our stockings, so Santa must be real in some way” Another one (I can’t remember if she asked this or if was in a book she read) was the question “Why does Santa give good toys to rich kids even when they’re bad, and cheap toys to poor kids, even when they’re good?”

As a parent, I have mixed feelings about these questions. First of all, I am proud beyond belief at the level of critical thinking involved in their formulation. These aren’t your standard “how does a fat man get down the chimney” questions, and cop-outs like “magic” don’t do justice to the amount of thought she had put into it. I wasn’t about to do that to her. At the same time, it was sad to see a fun and comforting childhood belief being lost. After talking with Rachel, I took Evelyn aside and we did some research together about the actual history of St. Nicholas. Then we looked at different Santa traditions around the world. As we did this, I sadly watched as she started putting things together. Finally, she drew her own conclusion: Since St. Nick died a long time ago, and since all Santas seem to be different depending on time and place, the simplest explanation is that Santa Claus is actually a fictional character played by none other than the kids' parents. She came up with it on her own… and I reluctantly confirmed her theory.

But what then? That was the hardest part, because she looked at me very seriously and then made two statements that caused me to stagger a little bit. The first was said with suppressed tears- “I liked not knowing.” And the second, almost with anger- “Now, all that’s left of Santa is a story that parents use to get their kids to be good.” Woah. As far as I know, Rachel and I have always downplayed the “you better watch out” aspect of Santa (it seems like a cheap trick to us), but I guess cultural influences were not enough to override our careful parenting.

To the first statement, “I liked not knowing,” I had no response other than to give her a big hug and tell her that I also missed not-knowing things sometimes. Childhood traditions can be fun and comforting and in a way, magical. It’s hard sometimes to see things for how they actually are, and I think this is the reason that many kids keep believing in Santa despite the nagging problems that keep getting pushed to the back of their minds. This is especially easy sometimes when they are surrounded by adults and media which keep coming up with answers that “work” for them…at least for a while. But yeah, I can see how letting go of all that can be hard. I’ve been there. But I'm also glad in a way, because this is a very benign way for her to experience this sort of disappointment for the first time that will probably occur repeatedly throughout her life regarding different things.

The second statement was the one that made me even sadder though, because to me, I see the story of Santa as a wonderful representation of some very worthwhile ideas. I guess Evelyn’s cynicism is somewhat natural, and is probably even fueled in part by the veil of secrecy and forced literalness that parents put over the whole narrative. But underneath all that is a fabulous story about altruism, generosity, empathy, and the power of the imagination. The story is also a tradition that binds children and families together around the world. For me, the complex meanings of the Santa story go far beyond elves and reindeer, and it was hard to watch Evelyn’s knee-jerk response of simply dismissing all of this out of hand. And so we talked. We talked about how a lot of stories have great value even if they aren’t necessarily true. We talked about how maybe the best way of addressing the ideas represented in the story are through literary devices like myths or symbols (no, I didn’t use the term “literary device.”). We talked for a long time, and in the end Evelyn came out saying she would think about it some more. I was content to leave it at that.

But the story isn’t over yet. Because a few days later, as the kids were sitting at the table and talking, someone mentioned Santa Claus. I could tell Evelyn was thinking hard about whether or not she should join the conversation. And then she looked at Addy, and with a total sincerity that I don’t think she could fake, she said- “I believe in Santa.”


And then she looked at me, and smiled. And I smiled back, because I took her at her word. I think she does, in the same way that I do, maintain some belief in the idea of Santa. And I hope that this more mature kind of belief develops into its own kind of magic for her, as it has for me. I think it will. Some people call this kind of belief “faith,” and I would probably agree with that. Either way, it is something that I think is an important part of every Christmas season, and something that will enrich her life for years to come.



Invent Idaho
Ok- this is a short one, and something I will probably revisit. I need to mention it though because right now we are in the thick of it. "Invent Idaho" is a project that is ostensibly for the children in Evelyn's second grade class. The reality of it though, is that the scope and depth that the teacher is attacking this project is far, FAR beyond what a second grader can do on their own. In short, their performance on the project is almost totally dependent on the amount of time, effort, and money that parents are willing to put into in. It's homework for Mom and Dad. Nothing more.

Could it be that Evelyn is just slower than the other kids in her class? I don't think so- her report card says she is "exemplary" and "demonstrates an advanced understanding of concepts, skills and processes, exceeding all expectations" in every area except for handwriting. Also, the most recent email we received from her teacher was a link for a place that does 3D printing and custom machinery of parts for us to use when making the required working prototypes of the kid's inventions...I'm pretty sure the kids didn't get that email. Are these sorts of expectations really reasonable for an average 7-year-old? I don't think so.

The thing is that Evelyn will do well on this, mostly because her parents care enough and have the resources to help her (no 3D printing though...there has to be limits somewhere). I have to acknowledge that not all kids have these advantages though, and it doesn't seem fair to me that so much time and such a large portion of a student's evaluation (and quieter self-evaluations)- especially in 2nd grade- stem from things that are mostly beyond their control. I mean yeah- it's a good way to set kids up for success. But it's also a good way to set them up for failure. Is it worth it at this age? I'm not so sure. Save that for the future.

Media
In the same way that "we are what we eat," I think there is some truth to the idea that "We are the media we consume," including books, news, music, podcasts, movies, classes, etc. I think it would be interesting to see what other people are looking at. I also contemplated putting a 2015 list up of what I had read, watched, or listened to. In the end, I decided this would probably come off as either self-serving or irrelevant, so I decided not to. If you are interested though, then let me know. I also want to put out a call for recommendations. I really like things that challenge the way I think about things, or that force me to develop insight that I might not have had before. To that end, I'll say that in general I tend to be moderately liberal in politics and religion, I really like science, and I think that human nature (individuals or groups) is one of the most fascinating subjects on the planet. I also like sitting down with a good, entertaining novel or movie, but have a hard time getting into most hard-core sci-fi, fantasy, or super hero stuff. Right now, my individual interests are in the humanities and in ancient civilizations.

So there you go...recommend something and I will probably read it, listen to it, or watch it. Thanks.

A Statement by Jack
This was funny. It will be funnier if you have seen the movie "Inside Out."

Jack: "Evelyn does not have friendship island. She only has meanie pants island."

Sometimes there is truth to that, by the way. Let's just say that the volume and frustration level in our home is very dependent right now on Evelyn's mood. Most of the time this is a positive thing. Sometimes it's not.

Gingerbread Houses
The winners: Team B! Great job guys! I think we need to have ornaments like this for all the winners to put on their trees during Christmas. They can give them up next year to the new winners.


Team B- The Winners

Team A- we made a good effort

School Pictures- 2015!