Grizzly Bear Mama

Generally I’m a mild mother when it comes to communicating with the school about my children’s education. We’ve had teachers we didn’t love, but we helped our children learn from that experience and move on. It teaches them a lot about dealing with stuff and relationships in life.Mama bear and baby bear

But this week… somehow I turned into this Grizzly Bear Mama “Hear me Roar”. Wowsers.
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When Hannah spent hours working on a book report poster (Hattie Big Sky — see below)… and received a 53/53, you’d think we’d be pleased. Only the teacher claimed that her report was the bare minimum so 53/53=85%. Right?! The numbers don’t add up. And these people are teaching our 5th graders?53 53

After a nice long chat with our great principal on Tuesday, she spoke with the 5th grade team of teachers. So they sent out a slight clarification about their grading. So now, they are at least being honest and letting us know that it’s 53/64 = 85%. Only the rubric for that last 15% is undefined. Just think outside the box… go above and beyond. Subjective grading at its finest. Seriously!

One boy who did get an A drew the solar system and made it 3-D (glitter!). To me above and beyond would mean stretching yourself to read a meaningful book… share more insights from the book. But Glitter! Let’s teach our children that there is more to learning and excelling than glue & glitter.

Anyhoo… parent teacher conference the week a book report & huge state report was due = you’re asking for it teachers! I went in calm and hoped I could keep my mouth shut, but when I saw the new rubric and that it still was saying, “You do all that we’ve asked, but it won’t be good enough”, I quite let the teacher know I thought this an unacceptable way to teach 5th graders.

Homework… another topic. Hannah hasn’t time to practice piano, play, or do chores. Instead of the 50 minutes of homework, it has been more like 2-3 hours. Normal math & spelling + book report + huge state report. The teacher asked Hannah why it took her so long to do her homework. I asked if Hannah stayed on task at school during school report 30 minutes. Yes, she did. And yet, one of the brightest students still had hours of homework? Perhaps more guidance needs to be used in class.

chores vs homeworkCharles’ point was that Hard work, being responsible, experiencing failure are values and skills children need to learn in order to succeed. I get that. Love that someone recognizes that working hard as a member of a family system strengthens us more than busy-work homework. I understand that children need to experience failure as part of life. They won’t always be the star of the play! But if they work their tails off and meet requirements, they should not be treated as a failure by the teacher. I don’t care if Hannah gets straight A’s… but I do believe that if she puts forth this same effort, she will because of her diligence and brains.

Last year Hannah had the best teacher, Mrs. O’Dell. She made learning fun and the kids loved her. Her attitude was, “wow. you students are great. You are bright. You can do hard things. Let’s excel!” And the kids did. They stepped up and loved learning and doing the projects. She helped them go above and beyond in class to learn more advanced spelling, math, writing. She encouraged!

Max’s teacher ended her email with “Thanks for sharing your wonderful children with me every day!” I love her attitude. She sees the good, expects their best, and encourages.

This experience has helped me think about how I mother… do I see the best, praise, and encourage?… or do I focus too much on the negative behaviors in my children? Sometimes I do get stuck in a rut with that. A great reminder to focus on the good … positive reinforcement will help children excel much more than making them feel like they are not going to be enough.

When we meet our newborn baby for the first time, we don’t think, “Alright sonny, prove me to how Divine you are!” We teach and love that child and say, “You are a child of God. You have a great contribution to make in your life. You have a purpose and God knows you can and will do hard things to return to Him.” We help them see who they can be, and hopefully & lovingly help them improve in positive ways.

Anyhoo… I hope the 5th grade team can get it together. I even considered homeschooling (shudder!… this must be serious!). Hannah is excellent. She is one of the top students in her grade. She’s fun & bright and positive. But this year she has been so discouraged about her projects – worrying that all her work won’t be enough. Sigh…

Hopefully we can all learn from this experience and move forward together! If not, this mama bear will make her opinion known. (Who knew I had it in me!)

A Haystacks sort of day

Think Swing Choir in Sugar City…

Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Can’t trust that day (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
It just turns out that way (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Whoa, monday, monday, wont go away (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday, monday, it’s here to stay (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh monday, monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

Not that it was a bad day.
Just a Monday… “get back into the groove of life” day.
An ‘INTENSE’ sort of feeling day.

Went to BYU to pick up scripture journal prints (love them!).
Stopped by BYU Creamery Outlet for Tru to get his fill.
He connects BYU to ice cream.
Detour around the temple = best detour ever!
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Drove home barely in time to meet the kindergarten bus.
We have quite a posse at the bus stop.
“Posse: a large group often with a common interest.”
Common interest: waving at the bus and smiling at our kindergartener.
Ready to greet them with hugs and smiles.
Awesomeness.

Early Out for Hannah & Abe.
Tears for Abe.
Kids are not always as gentle with our kids as we wish they’d be.
Piano Lessons.
I do love teaching.
I wish I would have learned more when I taking lessons in college.
I should have done a piano minor.
They make you practice a ridiculous amount of hours though.
I probably should have practiced more…
my Chinese teacher Harry would have been able to teach me more.
Anyhoo…. do love teaching.

You know the 4-8 o’clock time … busiest and most emotional for kids & mom.
Jimmy came home and said, “It’s a Haystacks sort of day?”
“Yep” was my reply.
We all know around here that means I’m tired and don’t know what to make…
haystacks is our back-up meal plan.

FHE … “I am a Child of God”
Thought the kids could handle painting a wall hanging.
The kids handled it okay… but I was a bundle of nerves by the end.
I have such great intentions for lessons.
Hopefully my children get something out of it.
My Prayer: “Please bless my efforts day by day.”

Hugs to older tots @ bedtime…
Mom: “I’m sorry for the times I have a hard time being patient.”
Hannah: “We all have hard times, but we can always start over tomorrow and do better.”

She is pretty much awesome… right there… yep, awesome.

Technology is not my friend today.
I’ve been reading ksl.com & foxnews.com.
Don’t ever read the news. It’s depressing.
Especially about Syria… & Russia & China backing Syria. Arg.
Facebook – bleh. I think people should only type what they would say to someone’s face.
SugarDoodle Melanie linked to my “Creating a Family Emergency Plan” Post from Simply Fresh Designs.
Only problem is 3-4,000 people tried to go there and GoDaddy Hosting service couldn’t handle the traffic…
and my site is slow as molasses now. Crashed.
On the up & up… just opened my shop after summer vacation and in 10 minutes I had 3 orders.

The Non-School Photos

09 september 20134Last year we had Jenisse Photography/Louise Pixel do school type pictures for the three littles. I liked them so much more than the ones Hannah & Abe got from the school photographer. Not that we love stiff school picture style, but it’s fun to have similar style to compare growth from year to year. These were the ones we got this year. We threw in a random family photo since they were only $10. Not the fanciest or best, but we’re all together in one shot!

“It really is a WONDERFUL life” – Recognizing JOY

This is what JOY looks like.
Dad & Tru playing outside & then harvesting in the garden.
Hannah & Abe happily playing with friends.
Liza snoozing.
Max chillin’ with his new foam light saber (from Jack’s b-day party).
Mother: Freezing more peaches while listening to uplifting music.09-september-20133
Why is this JOY? I don’t know. But I felt it… that this was a good life. It does help when I have a moment of quiet to actually ponder how good things are.

This morning we got caught up on laundry. Well the sorting anyways. We’ve been running it through the cycles all day. Hannah had a volleyball game. Pictures. Birthday party for Max. Quiet time. Cool Temperatures.

All week long I procrastinaed doing anything with the diamond princess peaches that were quickly ripening. They aren’t my favorite and so I just delayed the labor of peeling and pitting. Quiet afternoon naps seemed more appealing this week, I guess. I had to throw a dozen+ away because they were way too ripe. Stinkers. Opportunity missed. But lesson learned. Diving into hard work is more fulfilling than idling by. This can be JOY.
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count instead of yell … breathe instead of cry

3x4 i will count instead of yellI’ve been thinking of the principle of nurturing … of mothering … of being a better example to my children.

  • Because of my example do my children:
  • choose FAITH over fear?
  • Count instead of yell?
  • see LIGHT over darkness?
  • find JOY in work?
  • FEAST upon the scriptures?
  • choose OPTIMISM over pessimism?
  • BREATHE instead of cry?
  • speak RESPECTfully?
  • PRAY more sincerely?
  • find JOY in the journey?
  • Smile instead of frown?
  • spend TIME wisely?
  • SERVE with a heart full of song?
  • Keep Calm instead of freaking out?

KEEP CALM BREATHE KEEP CALMWhen my children are upset, if I holler at them to shush, it rarely does anyone any good. If Truman is becoming more intense and louder, if I get down on the floor and give him a soft love and quiet words in his ear, it will (usually!!!) calm him much quicker. When Abe is bouncing around or teasing a sibling, if I gently touch Abe’s shoulder or give him a hug instead of pinching his collar bone (I know – right! sorry!), he might feel greater unconditional love.

  • Patience over frustration.
  • Composure over imbalance.
  • Kindness over grouchiness.
  • Calm over anxiety.
  • Gentle over stormy.
  • Peace over contention.

This really is a good reminder that my example helps set the tone in our family.
Practice makes Progress!

Grandpa Nelson

When Tru was a wee babe, some of us thought he looked a bit like Grandpa Larry Nelson… something in his chin, his lips, his ears. I was thinking about this again recently. Not perfect twins, but a few similarities.Untitled-1

I was showing my kids these heritage photos this morning. I especially liked the Missionary poses with the hats! I believe both Larry & his dad Lawrence are both on the right… As in my right! The unfortunate thing was that these two never met in mortality. Lawrence died in the Flu pandemic of 1918 while his wife Blanche was pregnant with Larry. The glorious blessing is of life after death and that we know they have greeted each other as father and son. Such a sweet reunion.
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JOY in moments

after dinner

sitting on the backyard swing with piggy-tailed liza laying on my lap.

watching Jimmy mow the grass (he works so hard in the yard!)

Hannah & Abe working together inside to clear table and empty dishwasher.

listening to Max and Truman laugh so hard on the tramp.

Noticing new flowers in the end of the season garden.

and realizing that this was a moment of JOY.

There is JOY in our journey.

Fire Season

Yep, it’s that time of year again. Fire! There is a huge fire over the west mountain range in Tooele. The fire in Park City is even larger and has burned homes. I do wish we would get a nice rain storm (perhaps without lightning which is what started these fires).IMG_20130813_132447There has been such an orange hue cast on everything because of the smoke. The sun was bright RED last night as it was setting.IMG_20130814_194240
This is from the pond in our neighborhood. The fire seems so close though it’s not. It’s just producing so much smoke. Wow.IMG_20130814_210034

TEMPLE LIGHT

mount-timpanogos-utah-808x480-CWD_436f96b6Jimmy and I went to the temple today. It was so great. The Mt. Timp temple was so busy. This is good, I know… but it’s the only temple open in Utah County so it was super busy. I’ve never had to wait in a line in the hall just to get into the chapel. Anyhoo… it all worked out and we were able to attend an endowment session. I went for my final family name from Tricia: Vera Pearl Snider. Now – onto the sealings!

Today was the first time we’ve seen the new temple film. (Just so ya know – I liked it. Eve is cheerful and sincere.) The change gave me an opportunity to ponder more on what this ordinance is about.

“The primary purpose of the temple is to provide the ordinances necessary for our exaltation in the celestial kingdom. Temple ordinances guide us to our Savior and give us the blessings that come to us through the Atonement of Jesus Christ. The meaning of the word endowment is “gift.” The ordinance consists of a series of instructions on how we should live and covenants we make to live righteously by following our Savior.” Elder Robert D. Hales (November 2005 – BYU)

It was good to learn new things… and ponder. And hearing Jimmy’s thoughts in the celestial room enlightened my mind as well. The TEMPLE is GREAT! Really great!

“There is a law, irrevocably decreed in heaven before the foundations of this world, upon which all blessings are predicated — And when we obtain any blessing from God, it is by obedience to that law upon which it is predicated” (D&C 130:20–21).

My friend Steph mentioned the principle of the pioneers being sustained on their journey by covenants made in the Nauvoo temple. This is a fabulous reminder of how temple attendance strengthens us.sustained by covenants

I have a dream

Jimmy often has dreams with significant meaning… I think that is one way Heavenly Father communicates with him. He notes the meaningful dreams and tries to understand what each means.

Me – not so much. I always just have weird dreams.

Last night I had a dream that I took all five kids and a huge stroller to a huge mall that had crazy stairs and elevators and really skinny aisles.

My interpretation is that it’s a really bad idea to take five kids to any mall. The end.

Not very deep. I don’t think I needed a dream to let me know that is a bad idea.

Hannah has been having dreams about the end of the world… and getting a mean teacher at school.

Max woke up scared last night with a nightmare about ghosts getting him. Almost every morning Max tells me about a “dream” he had. One was about how everyone was getting too many marshmallows in their morning hot chocolate. Many of his are really “stories.”

Oh – dreams…. dreams… dreams.