Wednesday, April 29, 2009
N made me two coldframes out of old storm windows. I think we have old screens, too, which will help keep the rabbits out of my lettuces.*
Naturally, the carrots, chard, radishes, kohlrabi, etc. were started directly in the ground. After all, we're talking about two coldframes, not a TARDIS.
*Have you read Muncha! Muncha! Muncha!? That's me.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Whew! Looking at this list, I’m starting to think I might be insane. But then I think of all the salsa and salads and yummy fresh veggie side dishes coming up soon, and I feel content. You know how in cartoons when someone is hungry they look at a chicken and imagine it cooked up and ready to eat? That’s what I see when I look at my tiny seedlings. Big bowls of veg goodness, ready to eat.
Onions (2 kinds, yellow and white)
Bok choi (2 kinds, baby and adult)
Spinach (2 kinds, new!)
Zucchini (2 kinds, green and yellow)
Butternut squash (of course)
Bush beans (green beans)
Pole beans (3 kinds, new!)
And not to forget the perennials:
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Also, people who use “it’s” and “its” incorrectly, and those that it drives nuts when the first group does that.Please, for the love of everything holy, only use "it's" where "it is" would work as well.
Hint: the guy who painted this truck should have asked someone for help first.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
So, first we discussed the evaluations. Then we wrote the goals for next year, and then we figured out where she would best be served to reach those goals. The goals they first presented were pathetic. “Will be able to write 20 out of 26 letters independently.” I mean, she’s supposed to eventually catch up to her peers at this rate? I watched her at school this week, and she wrote her name. I was amazed! She did it just as well as any kid in her private preschool, where she is in with the “entering kindergarten in 2010” crowd. She’s also trying out a red PRC Springboard, which she loves. She had her phone number on a piece of paper, and she typed it into her talker and pressed the bar, and it said her phone number. So, she could answer the teacher just like all the other kids when it was her turn to speak.
Anyway. Our concerns are that she is bright, but will probably have learning disabilities that keep her from moving forward quickly, even as her speech slowly improves. I want her to be challenged academically, but not overwhelmed. I expect that someday she will be fully mainstreamed, possibly without any special services (reading, math). This means that the problem with continuing in Early Childhood and private preschool next year won't move her forward academically enough.
So, we did not come to a decision yet as to her final placement. We meet again in two weeks. Right now, this is our tentative plan.
- She will attend the modified instructional program at our home school. This is a self-contained K, 1, 2 (combined grades) class.
- After 30 days, we will review the placement to see whether it seems to be a good fit.
She will have lunch, art, music, PE with the regular class IF we decide that’s what works best for her.
- We have the option to bus her to Early Childhood in the afternoons, if we feel she would fit in socially better with the younger kids. Or she can stay all day in the modified program. Or hang out with the regular class. Or she can go home.
- At the end of the year, we will meet again to decide whether she will repeat Kindergarten (hopefully spending more time with the regular class, with better academic skills) or move forward to first grade.
A big big shout-out to my Core Four, my friends that listened and listened and then (get this!) called me so they could listen some more. You are all that has been standing between me and total insanity. I treasure your friendship and hope to repay you someday.
And a big thank you to Sharon, the parent liaison at Easter Seals, who was pivotal in helping me arm myself with the knowledge I needed to open up more choices for Nea’s future.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
And the best part of that page? "I don’t care what all the other special needs kids are doing, you’re getting an appropriate education."
I'm sure I'm being silly, but you knew I was kidding when I said only poor and dirty people get lice, right? You seemed a little taken aback.
Not taken aback in the least. I came to terms long ago with your crude and ignorant personality. ;)
[ 3 days later ]
I'm crude and ignorant?! ** runs off crying **
Wow, I can't even send off my stupid jokes in a timely manner anymore.
Oh, yeah. Crude, ignorant, and sloooooow.
P.S. We do not have lice! Nea gets checked three times a week by a professionally trained teacher at school. Please do not cancel playdates based on this scary info.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
In English, this means that she won’t receive any school speech therapy for the entire year. I have My People on the case to figure out if that’s legal. Doesn’t sound legal.
Also trying to scour Wrightslaw but having trouble finding the right info.
Four days until the IEP. I feel sick.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
When we came back from our whirlwind Smoky Mountain/Atlanta trip, N asked Boo what her favorite part of the trip was. She said swimming in the hot tub. There was a pause and I asked Nea what her favorite part was. She said "Up yellow. Up yellow chair." I used my SuperMommy powers and deduced the following.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sometimes I think that I should stop blogging about apraxia altogether, since Rob over at Fighting Monsters with Rubber Swords says everything better than I ever could. And his kid doesn't even have apraxia!
Part of why I wanted to deliver this speech was to make the case that when empowered, special needs parents become a powerful force for change and progress. "No one is a quicker study," I said, "than the special needs parent." Julie and I couldn't help Schuyler much; we weren't qualified or trained to do so in a meaningful way. But without our persistence and our self-education and our willingness to be a pain in the ass when it was necessary, Schuyler wouldn't have been helped. She wouldn't have had the opportunity to become who she is today, and who she's going to be tomorrow, or in ten years.from Fighting Monsters with Rubber Swords
And that's not because we're such swell parents and should be lauded for our efforts. It's because that's our job. And if you're a parent of a special needs kid? It's your job, too. If your kid gets into the finest program in the country, or if they end up in some awful place where they get parked in the corner and are simply fed and watered like a plant until they turn seventeen, the fact remains that eventually, they won't be anyone's responsibility but your own.
And when the school can look up at your kid, shrug and say "Not my problem", you as a parent had better not be standing there thinking that it's time for you to get involved. Because by then, it'll be too late. You will have squandered your opportunity to save your child, and you will get to take over the feeding and watering and regretting the wasted years.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Anyway, so, when my niece Heidi was born, I started a quilt-embroidery-beaded sort of project, to be hung on a wall, theoretically. She just turned 3, and I finally pulled it together to finish the thing. Originally it was going to have a bunny, but I thought it might be good to wrap it up before she left for college. As anyone who has tried a new craft technique, it takes a certain leap of faith to complete the process. When the vision isn’t quite clear enough to continue. When failure seems inevitable. Here’s proof that you can pull back out of the inertia, even a couple years later.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
N will have to comment on what we actually have. It's his hobby much more than mine.
Anyway, we recently added a snail. Nea calls him "Nail" and laughs in delight when he moves a few inches and licks the glass clean.