Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Pickle - Day 5 (Dec. 1)

Due to some friendly competition with another elf, Belf, Pickle has decided to up his game...he's now sharing what he does BEFORE he gets ready for the kids...this could get messy!
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Hey folks - Pickle here...I hope I don't get into trouble...I've been getting into Al's beverage supply.  I thought it was soda...but man...if that's soda then I don't like soda any more.  No way.  That stuff tasted like fermented liquified rice...Nasty.  
Anyhow...I had a good trip up North.  Santa is gearing up for the big day.  He said he hopes the weather is nice on Christmas Eve...Rudolph is getting old...and his nose doesn't always shine so bright anymore.  Poor Rudolph!  The kids are still on the nice list - even with Conner's biting incident.  Apparently Santa has a soft spot for kids who are genuinely sorry. 
I thought the house could use a little more decoration tonight.  So I used the skills I learned in Elfing 101...paper chain making...to spice it up a little.  I hope Conner and Kellen like it!  

 


 

Elf Adventures Day 4 (Nov. 30)

Hi Folks!  Your trusty friend Pickle the Elf here.  I had quite a bit of fun last night...shhh don't tell...but I broke into the secret stash of mini-marshmallows and had a marshmallow fight with the boys' animals.  That Llama sure can throw a mean fast ball!  Sophie the Giraffe is pretty stealth with her curve ball, too!  I'm going to have to practice my aim for next year. 


Conner wasn't too pleased when he first saw my marshmallow mess. 
He said, "Oh, no...Pickle made a mess! Pickle's naughty!" 
But he sure loved it when his mom said he could eat the marshmallows!  

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Elf Adventures: Day 3

Howdy folks, it's me...Pickle!  Wondering what I was up to last night?  Well I made a quick trip back home to the North Pole to catch up with the big guy (you know, SC...Santa Claus).  He's pretty busy now...so we only chatted for a minute or two.  I am happy to say that Conner and Kellen are being great kids...although I did hear through the grapevine that Conner bit someone at day care yesterday...I'm going to have to report that one.  Such a surprise since Conner has been so nice and is always saying please, thank you and knows how to use gentle hands.  I guess he felt pretty bad about biting and put himself into time out.  He also stayed there for longer than he needed to.  I suppose that's because he really is a good kid.  We'll see what the big guy has to say about it.  I sure hope he gets to stay on the nice list!



When I got back to the house, I decided I'd make
a painting for the kids.  So, I wrote Merry Christmas in red and green paint and hopped up onto the picture gallery wall.  Those sneaky kids woke up early and caught me while I was signing my name...

Monday, November 28, 2011

Guest BLOGGER!! PICKLE the Elf!

So far I haven't been the greatest at keeping up on this...life is busy - I spend most of my time working or with my kids...so that's where I put most of my effort.  You'll just have to deal with it...which I am sure you will as I don't think any of you are leaping out of bed each day to run and see what I may have written!
In any case, we have a guest blogger that will be making an honest effort to write a quick blurb each day leading up to the big day.  The big day? Yes.  That would be Christmas.  Why would our guest write about Christmas each day?  Well...our guest blogger is an elf.  And he (or she - it depends on Conner's mood) is quite a mischievous magical elf.  As a matter of fact, the Shelf Elf is going to be taking over the writing of the blog for the whole month of December!

So without further ado...here is Pickle the Elf!


Saturday, November 19, 2011

It's a (rice crispie) TURKEY INVASION!

It's been a while since I've posted...life has gotten busier than it was before.  I'm working on choregraphy for at least a dozen dances because I am now a licensed Zumba Fitness instructor (stay tuned for more info on that at a later date).  Al and I have been busy pretty much every weekend since Halloween. 

The wee little ones and I are home alone this weekend...and I was inspired by a student at school who brought these in for her birthday.  So we've been busy making turkeys!  Conner loved this project - and though it has quite a few small steps...it's totally doable for a 2 1/2 year old to help out! 

Here is the Recipe:

Rice Crispie Treat Turkeys
  • 1/4 cup butter
  • package of mini or large marshmallows
  • 6 cups crispy rice cereal
  • 1 package round Fudge covered cookies (find the ones that are all fudge covered on at least one side)
  • chocolate chips or chocolate bar
  • candy corn
Conner stirring the butter.
Melt the butter.  Add marshmallows and stir.  Heat until marshmallows are melted.  Stir in cereal.  Let cool for 10 minutes.

hard at work
While the mixture is cooling, turn the oven on to 300 and place 1/2 of the package of cookies (fudge side up) onto a baking sheet.  Leave in oven for 3-5 minutes.  Take cookies out and press 3-5 candy corns (points towards each other in a fan-like shape) into the fudge.  Set aside to cool.

trying to steal a bit




















Lightly wet your hands and shape the cereal mixture into 1 1/2 inch balls.





Melt chocolate in microwave for 30 seconds.  Stir.  Keep microwaving for 10-15 seconds and stirring until completely melted. 

Dip one side of the cereal ball into the chocolate and press into the cookie with the fan-shaped candy corn. 



Pressing cereal balls into fudge cookies






Put the other 1/2 package of cookies into the oven (fudge side up) for 3-5 minutes.  Remove.  Place one cereal ball/cookie combo onto the cookie.  Let cool completely.



And Voila!  You have the cutest little turkeys taking over your kitchen!


And a pic of Kellen being awesome while we made the turkeys!

Happy Turkey Making!!


Thursday, October 27, 2011

Remember how I said...

Remember how I wrote a post Why I don't hate when my kids are sick?  Well, guess what - I HATE WHEN I AM SICK!!!!  Oh my GOSH!  I rarely get sick...really.  So it's always shocking to me when I do.  Right now...not feeling the "sick love."  No. Siree. Bob.  Not. At. All.  UGH!

Honestly, if I were sick and didn't have two wee little ones to make me be at their every beck and call love on and take care of right now, it wouldn't be a big deal.  I'd lay on the couch, with a big heavy blanket watching chick flicks in-between falling asleep.  BUT, as any parent of young children knows...that really isn't an option.

So...instead of getting super comfy on my couch and dozing off...I am sitting at the computer while Conner goes potty - for fear of being so comfy and cozy that he'll make his distinguished call, "Mommy, I'm done" and I won't be able to wake up.  And anyone who has or ever did have small children knows, it means it's time for you to wipe the kids butt when you hear those words.  Yep.  And, when you feel like poop you don't really want to look at or clean up poop.  So yeah...that's my night right now.  Thankfully, Kellen fell asleep like a sweet little baby as usual.  Of course, he'll be up at least 3 times before the night is over and it's time to wake up and start all over.

The worst part about this "sick" is that...well, actually there are a few things I don't like about it...and I'm not sure which is the worst.  But anyway, I've been sick since Monday.  Fever, achy, exhausted, cough.  Now, 4 days later I have a slight fever again, am exhausted, and am now coughing up yellow-ish guck with my hacking fits.  Fun, right?

But, here's the best (and I actually think THIS is the worst)...moms, you'll probably know what I'm referring to here, although if you're like me...you may not have realized this until an inopportune time like when you were hacking up your lungs.  Are you curious?  You want to know what I am referring to?  Wait for it...wait...wait...

I FREAKING PEED WHEN I COUGHED at dinner.  Yep.  First time that has happened - not even during pregnancy!  And frankly, with the force of my coughing, I am pretty confident that no matter how many kegels I did while pregnant, or after giving birth, it wouldn't have made a difference.  I freaking peed.  Not what an almost 31 year old wants to experience.  Nope.  Not. At. All.  But, as you can see I guess I am not the only one. 

I really hope I feel better soon - it's hard taking care of my munchkins when it's hard to take care of myself!  And I really don't want to pee my pants anymore...

Alright - gotta go - the Conner kid is calling for his mama...and we all know what that means.

PS.
AND my Public Service Announcement for the week

You all (all 5 or 6 of you) just got a little bit educated about kegels and urinary incontinence.  Pretend this is your fairy health godmother  - go do your KEGELS in order to try and prevent a terrible "accident" from happening and contact your doctor if urinary incontinence is a regular thing for you.



Thursday, October 20, 2011

Weekend with Nana



Most of my family and close friends know that while I was attending the College of Saint Rose, I stayed with Al's parents during the week.  I commuted to Albany from their house and went home to our house (Al's and mine) on the weekends.  Thankfully, I truly love his parents and get along very well with them.  I very much enjoyed being at their house and getting to know them in a way I probably wouldn't have ever known them if I hadn't lived with them.  I sometimes miss our at least once a week TV show watching and critiquing the dancers of Dancing with the Stars.  We developed a more intimate relationship than I'd thought possible and I very much appreciate my in-laws.

Well, Al went away last weekend to fish with his buddies.  Nana (mother-in-law) came to visit while he was away.  We had a lot of fun.  Nana helped out a lot.  She folded our laundry which is my LEAST favorite chore (THANK YOU)!  We had the opportunity to chat a bit after the kids went to bed - like we used to when we lived closer and when we lived together.  We cooked - soup, spaghetti, cupcakes, frittatta.  We played with the boys.  It was just so nice to hang out with no pressure to go anywhere or do anything. 

Thanks for the great weekend Nana.  We look forward to the next one!

My babies...

My inspiration for tonight's post is the realization that in a little over a week I will have a 6 month old and a 2 1/2 year old and time is freaking flying.  I am realizing that my babies are growing faster than I'd like.  I really just want to bottle them up and keep them this way - but I also want to watch them grow.  It's terrible!  Seriously.  Why can't we keep a piece of our kids in the loveable-huggable-kissable-totally awesome world of discovery kind of stage forEVER?  I dread the day my boys don't want to cuddle with me at bed time or to share their play time with me.  However, instead of worrying about that simply because it is far beyond my control, I accept that inevitably and expectedly they will grow up and change.  I'll always be their mom and they'll always be my babies - even if they don't want me to call them that. 


Friday, October 7, 2011

Why I don't hate when my kids are sick...

but I do.  It's a double-edged sword.

Really - I HIGHLY dislike having sick kids.  I feel terrible for them.  Thankfully my little wiggle worm, (AKA Kellen) hasn't gotten sick since he had a slightly congested nose around 2 months.  Unfortunately, my super polite, always usually kind, loving, "thinks he's a comedian" 2 1/2 year old (AKA Conner) gets sick.

As an infant, I not only had to take Conner to the pediatrician's office to do weight checks because he's "petite" but we were also there a LOT because he had either an ear infection or nasty cold.  Plus, I was a first time mom, so I ALWAYS took him into the pediatircian when he had the slightest issue "just in case."

<---I probably shouldn't point this out, but it is interesting that when Kellen had his first (and only so far) cold/nasal congestion I just raised his mattress up on one side, used saline, and a cool mist humidifier.  I didn't even bother calling the Dr...which is something I'm not sure I should be putting in writing for fear that someday Kellen may read this and realize that since he's our second we're "old hats" at the sick kid thing.  But then, I'll tell Kellen that "no, we didn't take you in...but that's because you were still nursing just fine, going to the bathroom just fine, and active as usual."  Because if you are a sick baby and you are active, eating, and eliminating like usual - the Dr. just tells the parents to watch for "not eating, not eliminating, and acting lethargic."  So we saved you, Kellen, from the boring trip down to the Dr's and unnecesary waiting in their ridiculously hot exam rooms.

Ok - enough digressing and being "tangential" which I don't think is a word but I am not going to take the time to look it up and find out - so if you want to look it up, let me know what you find out...

Back to the point of the post -

My little monkey man Conner is sick.  He woke up with a fever and telling me in a very sad and terribly pathetic voice, "I want you mommy."  It was settled, I was staying home with the little dude.  He told me his throat hurt so I decided to take him in to the Dr. "just in case" it was strep or something contagious.  Kellen went to daycare, as he was bright-eyed and bushy tailed as usual at 5AM.  I wanted to be able to take care of Conner and possibly prevent Kellen from getting whatever Conner has...which is unlikely since they ARE brothers and DO share a bedroom.  But it made sense this morning. 

And here it is.  The reason I actually don't hate it when my kids are sick.  The reason is totally selfish but I am confidant, in fact, I KNOW that pretty much every other mother out there feels this way...

My kid NEEDS me.  I am the only one that will make him feel better.  I get to cuddle with him ALL DAY and rub his back, head, or belly and give him all the love I can possibly give him.  I LOVE being able to snuggle with him and have him look at me like I am somehow magical and can make his uncomfortableness go away.  I still don't like it when I can't - and that brings all kinds of things like "mommy guilt" or insecurity into play.  However, for a little while we are in a fantasy, magical land where mommies are super-heroes and can make everything better with our magic kisses and love.  Our ever-lasting eternal love that no other person will ever know or understand until they are a mommy and can give that to their children.

I know my son is sick.  And it sucks.  But I also know, that for today, anyway, I get to shower him with all the sweetness and goodness and love in my heart to help him feel better...and he believes me when I say it's so.

And I know he is slowly quickly getting older...as is Kellen.  Someday neither one of them will think of me as "super-hero" mommy with magical kisses and soothing head rubs...so...I'm going to take this day of comforting my sick kid and remmeber it as a day that I was able to make his troubles, pain, and discomfort go away.

And that my friends, is why I don't hate when my kids are sick...even though I do.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

The Writing Project...Unit 1 Week 4

I am a week behind in my posting for the Being a Writer challenge I put myself up to...
Sorry about that.
 
Prompt: When you were a child what did you imagine your life would be like as 
an adult?
When I was a very young girl I had great aspirations of being the next Mary Lou Retton (as mentioned HERE).  I desperately wanted to be an Olympic gymnast.  So my parents signed me up for gymnastics classes.  My sister and I went to gymnastics 1 or 2 times a week...I'm not sure exactly.  I loved it!  My favorite even was the balance beam - I had so many injuries from that 4ft high 4" wide piece of wood covered in leather.  One time I fell and bruised my shin bone - I got a baseball size lump on my leg from that and a trip to the ER.  I had numerous sprains, bumps, and bruises.  I also got a hairline fracture on my left foot after falling while doing a pirouette.  In any case, my initial dreams of Olympic stardom were really just fantasies of a star-struck young girl.

As I got older there were a few things I wanted to be (in no particular order other than in which I am remembering them):
  • a police woman with a K-9 unit, 
  • on the Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA), 
  • a lawyer, 
  • a gynecologist, 
  • a nurse, 
  • a dance instructor, 
  • a professional cheerleader,
  • a secretary
  • a college professor
  • a speech-language pathologist
  • a wife and a mom...always, ALWAYS wanted to be those 
I pictured myself with a husband, 4 kids, a great career, a house, a car...not doing too bad at this point!  I have everything I could want - well except I have 2 kids not 4...and I'm not sure 4 kids is actually a part of the equation anymore. 

My life is pretty much how I pictured it.  Perfecto.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Personal Dictionaries - A Speech-language Therapy Tip

So here's an idea for my SLP (that's speech-language pathologist) friends to help with building vocabulary, documenting which vocabulary you've worked on and measuring success:

I went to a conference last year put on by the Bureau of Educational Research.  It was called something like: 75 Effective and Useful Strategies to Teach Vocabulary.  It was a great conference and I came away with quite a few good ideas. 

One of the tips was to have students create personal dictionaries for the year.  So with a 3-ring binder and some (26) page dividers many of my students are now creating dictionaries that are highly personalized.  So far, the students have been pretty receptive to it (except when I asked them to define 1 word for homework - it was like I had assigned a 20 page eval report from grad school.  Saint Rose ladies ...you remember those, right?).


I'm actually pretty excited about this year-long project for my students with weak vocabulary.  And, let's face it - most kids with language disorders have some sort of vocabulary weakness.  Whether it is defining, categorizing, comparing/contrasting, antonyms, or synonyms, etc - vocabulary knowledge and use for students with language disorders isn't generally a strength (and this statement is made KNOWING that there are ALWAYS exceptions)!

The layout of each page of the dictionary is something like this:

Word: seems pretty self-explanatory ;) 
                            
Definition:  The word is defined in their OWN WORDS so the student UNDERSTANDS it but they use a dictionary to find the definition.  This gives the students another practical skill of knowing how to use reference books.  And YES! I make students look up words the old fashioned way unless it's homework because sadly, I know more homes have computers than they do dictionaries.  But I still feel it is a valuable tool to know how to use - same with a phone book, encyclopedia, and cookbook.  Even though we can access most everything online - there is great value in having skills that allow you to function without technology, too!

Sentence:  Students write a sentence about the word that tells me they understand what it means.  For example, the word is "ringleader"  A not so good sentence would be:  "She is the ringleader of the group."  Yes, it tells me that you know the ringleader is part of the group but it doesn't tell me HOW the person is part of the group or what it actually means.  A better sentence would be: "Casey was always the ringleader when it came to tricking our parents."  <---still not a great sentence but better.  And this WAS a word two of my students wanted to define because it's in a book we read and they didn't know what it meant.  They thought it meant someone was the lead bell ringer.  Isn't that a good guess?

Picture:  Students draw a picture of their sentence.

Synonyms:  Students use their brains and try to think of at least 1-2 synonyms and then they use a THESAURUS if they can't think of anything else to write down.  What's cool about this?  Well, once your students have defined the original term and come up with a few synonyms they've ACTUALLY learned 3 or 4 words and not just one!

Connection:  Students write down WHY they picked that word to define...was it from a story?  a homework assignment from other classes?  newspaper?  at an assembly?  This helps later when kids need a reminder to jog their memories,

Each page has enough room for 3 words and all the pieces.  The best part is, if you write down on a sheet of paper the different words the students define you will ALWAYS know the new vocabulary they've studied.  You can also use this to test them for true understanding and USE of the word. 

The best part?  My students are REMEMBERING the definitions, and are beginning to use the words they've learned in new ways!  And, like I wrote earlier - they really seem to like it.  Some students have come to me with words they read in academic books, or in the hallway and are wanting to define them.  It's really cool!

I hope some of you are able to do this with your students/clients.  I think it could also work with adults who have aphasia, etc.  because you completely customize the dictionary to THAT persons needs.  None of my students' dictionaries will look the same!

Do YOU have any ideas for working on vocabulary??

Edited to add:

Someone asked which grades I am using this with.  I am currently using it with 2nd, 3rd, and 5th graders.  However, I really think it could be modified a bit and used with 1-12.  The words would just usually be more difficult as grades went up.  Also - I am using it with students who have varying cognitive as well as language abilities and they are ALL retaining information.  It should be noted that this is not a quick therapy activity at least during teaching the students HOW to do it.  But, my students are finally comprehending books they are reading.


Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Sophie is...


Sophie is da BOMB!  Seriously.  If you haven't yet met Sophie and you have a teething baby, you NEED to meet Sophie.  Your child will literally DROOL over her...a lot!  She is somewhat noisy at times, but her noise is well worth the comfort and joy she will bring to you your infant (and toddler).  So who is this amazingly, wonderful, noisy gal?  She's Sophie the Giraffe!  

Her price tag ($17.13 on sale and $25 if not) made me wince back when Conner was a teething infant.  I was sure that he (Conner) wouldn't be interested in this fairly trendy toy (what's her face...Paris Hilton's ex-best friend....Nicole Richie's daughter has one).  Sophie was created in 1961...(Happy 50th Birthday!) and celeb moms are now jumping on the Sophie Bandwagon....BUT, Conner was not a grab-stuff-and-put-it-in-his-mouth kind of kid.  So as much as I wanted to buy her for Conner, I just couldn't bring myself to pay $20 for a "glorified dog toy"  <---because, "yes, folks...she squeaks!  In not just one place, but two."  Her head AND her belly...ahh the joys!

HOWEVER, kid # 2 (aka Kellen) is very much a grab-things-and-put-them-in-his-mouth kind of kid.  Heck, he just likes to grab anything and it doesn't always end up in his mouth...although most of the items he grabs do (even hair),  So, watch it ladies and gents with long hair - the kid has an incredible super-human like grip!  I finally get why first time moms usually cut their hair short....which I didn't understand with Conner because again, he's just not the grabby kind of kid.  Anyhow, seeing how I thought Sophie was so stinking cute but didn't have a truly legitimate reason to buy her until...KELLEN I had to get her!  My super-hero grabber is the perfect candidate for an "over-priced, glorified dog toy." 



See how happy she makes him?  







 
So what if she cost $17.13?  She was so very much worth it.  And, she is far more than an over-priced glorified dog toy.  Really, she is.  Just check out her amazing qualities:
  • Sophie's body is soft, but also has several areas of thicker rubber (her head, her ears, and her feet).  This is perfect chewing relief for babies with painful gums from teething
  • Sophie is very easy for babies to grab hold of - just look at my 5 month old holding onto her!
  • Sophie is visually stimulating to a baby because of her contrasting colors and cute little giraffe face
  • Sophie is made of 100% natural rubber from the Hevea tree and food grade paint - which means she is SAFE!
  • Sophie stimulates hearing and encourages understanding of cause and effect (if I squeeze her she squeaks)
  • Sophie is ADORABLE!
And as you can see....




She is very loved.  









 Not only by my toothless barely there toothed 5 month old....


  but also by my cool as can be 2 1/2 year old.

So...if you have a teething infant (or a 2 1/2 year old who loves animals that squeak) I am going to suggest you buy her.  After taking the plunge for kid #2 - I think kid #1 may very well have enjoyed her as an infant - even if he wasn't a grab-things-and-put-them-in-his-mouth kind of kid.  She's just so stinking cute not to love.


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Being a Writer - Week 3: Childhood Memories

 Writing prompt:
What are some of your best memories from childhood?

I think I spent the majority of my childhood playing with my sister.  We didn't always get along but we were close enough in age that playing together just made sense.  I did always hate when she wanted to play with my friends...they were MY friends!  I laugh about it now, but it sure was annoying when I was 7 or 8 years old.  Maria and I played so many different things growing up.  We were big fans of Barbie.  I'm still wondering, "What did our parents do with our Barbie toys?"  We used to pretend that we were working in an office.  Answering the phone, lining up tablets of papers.  We played school, store, and even filmed our own "cooking" show.  We made spaghetti with jarred sauce and canned green beans.  We also made several music videos in our back yard to the ever popular "Ace of Base" CD.  Have you seen the sign lately?  :)

I wasn't a very popular kid in school.  I was always trying to be older than my age...and I usually pulled it off so well that it made most other kids not like me a whole lot.  I was (and am) a rule-follower...although if you know me well, you know that I can bend rules a little...I don't like to get into trouble, though!  I wore my moms clothes as a 6th grader...totally NOT cool...just an FYI for any 6th grader out there...no matter how cool your mom is or how much you love her clothes...wearing them is a BAD idea!

I think another memory that sticks out was when we lived in Boise, Idaho.  At the end of our street there was an undeveloped field.  It was in the process of being turned into yet another subdivision and there was a huge pile of gravel.  A neighborhood boy who was in a wheelchair was stuck in the gravel.  I remember hearing him holler for help.  I went across the road and helped him get his wheelchair out of the gravel and back onto the sidewalk.  I don't know why that memory has always been so clear in my mind...but for some reason I think about it often...or at least more often than one would expect considering I was in 3rd or 4th grade at the time and I'm now 30 (almost 31).

I loved being in gymnastics and had aspirations of being a gymnast in the Olympics like Mary Lou Retton.  I loved her.  I read so many books about her I probably could have told you just about anything you did or didn't want to know about her.  Unfortunately, I wasn't THAT talented.  My Olympic dreams are now to just attend the games and watch the ladies all-around competition.  I still LOVE gymnastics.

One of the most disturbing, upsetting, probably needed to get counseling memories is from when I was 9.  My friend Carmen lived across the street and her brother, who was 7 at the time, was found in their shed with a dog-collar around his neck...I still remember seeing him being wheeled out of the back yard.  Watching from our sidewalk as he was put into the ambulance...his arm...blue...fell to the side and the paramedic gently placed his arm back by his side.  Carmen was with my mom and I.  Crying.  Bawling.  Their family was never the same after that day.  I can see it in my mind as if it happened today.  Kids that are 9 shouldn't have to experience their brothers die and 7 year old kids shouldn't hang themselves.  It was terrible. I still think I needed counseling after having witnessed that.

Wow...didn't think my writing would take a sad turn.  Honestly most of my memories from childhood are very happy.  I had a dog-washing business with my friend Alexia, had a large number of "yard sales" selling stuffed animals and homemade friendship bracelets to the neighborhood kids and so much more.

What are YOUR memories from childhood? 


Disclaimer - I did not participate in Week 1 or 2 (darn scheduling conflicts) so my participation in this challenge is from Week 3 on.

I'm "Being a Writer..."

I am speech-language pathologist in a small village school.  I have the pleasure of working with some pretty awesome kids...and several of my students are placed in self-contained classrooms because of very low academic skills.  Needless to say, most of the kids have speech and/or language delays.  Over the course of the last few years I've been able to do a group push-in session once or twice a week.  It's been a work in progress as to how the classroom teacher and I make it work within the framework of the students' language needs and classroom curriculum.

Last year we worked together with me introducing a Social Studies or Science topic to be taught each week through a story rich in vocabulary pertinent to the topic and some sort of hands-on activity.  The second push-in that week involved the classroom teacher taking the reins with me providing support for the students.  It was a lot of fun and the students were able to work on functional language skills. 

Unfortunately, scheduling this year has allowed me one session each week rather than two.  We have also decided to change the focus and begin a new program with the two of us team-teaching during the time I push-in.  I am very excited about it!  The program is being used throughout the elementary schools in our district.  The program is Being a Writer by the Developmental Studies Center.  Check it out...it's a 3 day per Unit program that incorporates children's books, creative thinking, vocabulary building, 'wh' questions, and writing using a "writing community" approach.  <----I'm not being paid to talk about this program...I just like it...as a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure the makers of the program have no idea I exist!

Anyhow, as part of this program there is a "Teacher as Writer" section which I assume is designed to encourage teachers to get out our "thinking caps" and challenge ourselves, much like we challenge our students.  SO...I have decided that for each week we do the Being a Writer program I will participate in the "Teacher as Writer" section.  It's one of my professional goals for the 2011-2012 year.  And all of my faithful followers (all 3 of you) will be privy to my writing journey. 

I am very much looking forward to this new twist to my push-in group session and am very excited to see what our students can do!  I hope my writing journey will be as insightful as theirs will be.

Join me as I am "being a writer" and take up the challenge yourself!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

I ROCK!

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Yesterday, along with my friends: Shauna, Virginia, and Alison (and her friend Lauren)...I ROCKED! 

We (and around 450 other crazy people) participated in the first annual Rockeater Adventure Race!  When signing up, none of us were quite sure what to expect, except that the race would challenge us physically in ways that we probably hadn't ever been challenged before.  <--- THAT was a long sentence!  Yikes!

Shauna and I decided on a Desperate Housewives themed costume because we figured we both run because SOMETIMES we are DESPERATE...and...we thought it'd be fun.  Upon arriving at the Crete Center/City Beach parking area I immediately observed men in tutu's, wonder woman, Things 1 & 2, Jesus (oh yeah), and a myriad of other costumes.  This was a relief because, although the website says that costumes are optional, I feared that we'd be the only group dressed up. 



Running in the water


I checked in, got my race bib and packet as well as a very cool Rockeater Technical Shirt...seriously...it's really cool looking and comfy (I wore it on my way home).  Then we just waited until our wave started.   We watched the 2 and 2:30pm waves - some of the runners were very fast, even in costume.  A woman "runaway bride" wore a full wedding dress to run a 5k adventure race.  Now if any of you were at Al's and my wedding- you'd know that a wedding dress when sopping wet weighs a good 50 or more pounds.  Just ask our dry cleaner!  Crazy!

before the race - Desperate Housewives
3:00pm rolled around, and at the countdown of 10 (plus a few seconds) and the sound of a cannon we were off!  Here are some of the obstacles we faced:


  • Running on the beach (which is sand...and is not easy)
  • Running through water for a good 1/4 mile or more  (ok...walking...you try running through 2-3 feet of water)
  • Jumping over cement barriers
  • Jumping through tires 
  • Running through cement and hard plastic tunnels (and I actually crawled through those)
  • Running over sand dunes
  • Jumping over a car
  • Running through Adirondack stinky mud (which is very difficult to remove)
  • Running through a swampy area and on skinny planks going over/through the pond
  • Running over giant dirt mounds with water on either side (that was my favorite obstacle, actually)
  • Hopping onto and over giant wooden spools that were on top of a bog-like area 
  • Jumping over fire
  • Crawling on my belly through the sand
  • And a GIANT pit of mud to get to the finish line

All in all - a TOTAL BLAST!!  I was good and wet afterwards but not too muddy and I have a tiny scratch on my knee - which I didn't notice until I washed the dirt off my legs.  My knee with said scratch is also a bit sore - and I am pretty sure that is from when I jumped off the dirt mounds into a mud pit that was a lot deeper than I expected.  I am looking forward to doing it again, but really challenging myself and going at an all out run through it...I didn't push myself too hard as I (and we) weren't quite sure what was coming up next.  

Actually, I'd really like to do the Warrior Dash because really?...who doesn't want to run under barbed wire, over cargo nets, and rappel down a steep slope?  Anyone want to do it with me??

Friday, September 16, 2011

Carb loading with Cake?

Back in the day when I trained, and ran the Rock n Roll Marathon in San Diego (2007) I was pretty consistent with my weekly carb-loading ritual.  Every  Saturday night before my long runs I ate a pasta dish of some sort.  Not too much red sauce or dairy...the red sauce becuase of it causing heartburn...the dairy because of it causing an upset stomach...or so I was told.  I still don't really know if either of those "myths" are true or not.  I didn't drink anything but water those nights (no red wine).  Anyway, on Sunday morning I would eat a whole wheat or multi-grain bagel with peanut butter.  I ran 15 and 20 mile runs on that...and felt good doing it (FYI- on those VERY long runs I also ate gu and drank electrolytes).  By the time I had run the marathon I was tired of running.  I looked at running as more of a "must do" rather than a "want to" do.   I stopped running for almost a year.  I'd been so consumed by the number of miles I HAD to get in that the running stopped being fun.   But....

Things have changed.

I now generally look at running in a different way.  Running is:
  • Getting and staying helathy
  • A quick escape in a very busy (but very loved) life
  • Bonding with my Conner (and hopefully someday Kellen) when Conner joins me for the run or the cooldown
  • Healing
  • Feeling the earth beneath my feet and the sun on my face...love
  • Usually fun...because I must admit that their are SOME days where its harder to put my sneakers and running clothes on than other days

Ultimately, running is something I WANT TO DO but on MY TERMS.  Which brings me back to the carb-loading ritual of years past.  I am no longer interested in doing it "by the book" althgough I will always be safe and not run when I'm ill or feeling pain anywhere.  But, damnit....if I want to eat a piece of chocolate mousse cake the night before a race (or a glass of wine) I'm going to do it.  I've never been a fast runner and I only compete against myself...so...why should I be so worried about what I eat the night before a race?

I don't know but I'll let you know tomorrow after I run the Rockeater Adventure Race after eating that super tasty chocolate mousse cake whether or not it makes a difference!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Corn and tomatoes and shortcake...OH MY!

It was supposed to be a terrible day today due to the most recent unfriendly tropical storm so it was inside today for this family.  So today we shucked, blanched, cut, and froze corn, made from scratch spaghetti sauce, and from scratch shortcake.  We were a busy little family.

We purchased 3 dozen ears of corn from a local farmer the other day and planned to blanch and freeze the corn for us to eat during the winter.  Because we've never done this before, we had to scour the web for some ideas.  After consulting several websites on "how to" prep the corn, this is what we did:

Kernels from approximately 6 ears of corn
  1. Shuck the corn.  3 dozen ears is a lot of shucking...so I did it the night before while we watched Battlestar Gallactica (we're trying to finish the series in order to have a Battlestar Gallactica finale party with a few friends - but more on that some other time).
  2. Boil water and put in the corn on the cob.  Everything I read made it clear that in order to make sure the corn is blanched well, the water needs to be returned to boiling within a minute or so of putting in the corn.  If it doesn't, you've either added too much corn or need to wait a bit between corn batches.  
  3. Let the corn boil for 4 minutes.  Remove with tongs and immediately place in an ice bath.
  4. Put corn in ice bath - we cleaned our sink VERY well, filled with water and ice and used that over and over.
  5. Once the corn has cooled you can start to cut it off the cob.  You can also freeze it on the cob, but that method takes up a LOT of space.  So we cut our corn off and put in freezer bags. 
Project #2 was done by Al - he made true homemade spaghetti sauce from our Roma's.  Unfortunately, we haven't had a super productive year for tomatoes (part of the problem was Irene - which destroyed our plants).  So we really only got one small batch of tomatoes which was enough to make 2 meals worth of sauce.  I can't tell you what he does, because it's somewhat of a family secret...he might tell you if you ask...but I'm not about to blow the lid off that one.

So, after Al decided we'd indeed have the spaghetti with Italian sausage for dinner, I thought, "We should use some of our fresh-frozen strawberries (picked earlier this summer) and make some shortcake.  I am not a fan of those little spongy shortcake things they sell at the grocery store.  We didn't have any Bisquick (which I've used before to make strawberry shortcake).   I did a quick search and found THIS recipe.  It looked more complicated than some of the other recipes, but the reviews were fantastic (for the most part) and the title said they were "perfect" so how could I resist?   This recipe was super easy!  And SOOOO delicious.  Seriously.  But, it also has a bazillion calories...so I modified it a bit and cut the shortcakes in half so the recipe could serve 12 not 6.  I also didn't add as much sugar to the strawberry and blueberry fruit mixture that I made.  Instead of homemade whipped cream (which Al is not a fan of) we took a pre-dinner walk to Stewarts to get some of their "Real Whipped Topping." 

Conner helping measure out the blueberries...of course he ate most of them!
Perfect Berry Shortcake.        




 Kellen was a good helper, too!  He stayed relatively happy the whole time.  It was overall a pretty productive day at our house.  Rainy days are perfect for cooking and playing together as a family. 

What are your favorite rainy day family things to do?

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Mommas Gotta Run!

In preparation for the Rockeater Adventure Race (come on you know you want to do it...registration ended September 1 - better sign up next year), it has been my goal to run at least 3-4 times a week.  I haven't practiced running through water or across fire - I figure traversing my living room, kitchen, and dining room after my 2 year old destroys plays for the day is training enough (have you ever seen what a two year old can do to a house? They are the BEST obstacle course designers - ever).  In any case, my running training was going pretty well until I had to have a cyst removed from the back of my head (I know, gross) and I couldn't wear my hair in a pony-tail because of the stitches.

Well, I still have the stitches but can wear my hair up now and I have yet to get recommitted to running 3-4 days a week.  I blame this partly on preparation for the start of the school year on Tuesday, but also on my inability to find the time to fit in a 30-45 minute run with two kids.  Which is why I think I need to invest in a double jogging stroller.  I generally want to run and not worry about the kids but if I want to run during the day (early morning or early evening) I am going to have to figure out a way to do it with Conner and Kellen.  So...here's my dilemma:

What kind of jogging stroller do I buy?

My requirements for a jogging stroller are:
  1. Has to be a double jogger
  2. Must maneuver well (not too difficult to turn)
  3. Must fold up easily
  4. Would be awesome if it had separate sun covers and could recline (for Mr. Kellen to be comfy)
  5. Can't take up ALL of the trunk space (we have a Honda CRV)
Anyone have any suggestions?

I really think I must get one because in order for Momma to be happy, Mommas Gotta Run!
 

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Motherhood and Social Media

I checked out one of my favorite blogs 5 minutes for mom and they had a guest post from one of my other favorite blogs Parenting Illustrated...with crappy pictures about the social media outlet twitter.com.  
 Check it out: 
 
It's so true.  I find myself "addicted" to several social media outlets (although twitter is not one of them - I don't get it). But I am addicted to pinterest and facebook.  Recently, I've been spending more time on my favorite sites and realized that while Conner was watching his "before bed-time show" I was sitting next to him on the couch checking out pinterest or facebook  Silliness I tell ya!  I love cuddling with my awesome 2-year old and he's way cooler than any old website.  My 4 month old, Kellen doesn't seem to mind if I nurse him and check out my social media sites, but it's probably good to start putting the kibosh on that, too.  So... I've made a vow that I WILL NOT use my ipod or the computer unless I am paying the bills or some other not-so-lovely activity when the kids are awake (or in the case of Conner - happily playing by himself - which he's started to do more of). 
And now I've started a blog?  Crazy runningslpmom lady!  No, really...it's ok.  I don't think blogging will become an addiction...maybe. It's funny how something seemingly innocent can suck hours out of your life - really. 
Here's my pledge...
"I, runningslpmom, will not blog, facebook, or pinterest when my kids are awake and ready to play. " 
So there you have it. 

My kids are far more important!  
 Any sites YOU have a hard time peeling yourself away from? (and yes, for all you SLP friends out there, I DID end a sentence in a preposition...but I knowingly did it.  So there.) 

Beginnings

I like to run, help kids communicate, and I LOVE being a mom.  This is a blog about me, my family, and the activities I (or we) do.  I may write about training for a 5k, information about speech-language therapy, or funny things my kids do or say.  It's a little bit of everything I find important in my life. 

This is the beginning...not sure where it'll go but I hope you enjoy the ride as I ramble on...and on...and on.