6-28-06
The wooden train set emerged for the first time in a long time today and by mid morning an elaborate track had taken over the living room. This evening I noticed that the puzzletown box is out too and slowly villages are coming to life. We are reading the "Chronicles of Narnia" series right now so most often any role playing involves the characters from those stories and the playmobile knights have been added to the train set up as the kings and queens of Narnia.
We were late to meet Asha's friend, Sophia, at the park today because I am running on slow mo and then we ended up picking up the Andrew's kids and bringing the boys' bikes with us too. Yesterday we completely missed Asha's ballet class because I somehow lost an entire hour and didn't even realize we were running late until we were half way over the maountain road! Luckily Asha was not devastated like I feared she would be but decided instead that she would just ask Miss Heidi if she could do Maya's class instead. She did and it was fine. Maya had already planned to ask if she could try the next level class as she is feeling "bored" by her class. The next level is much more technical and serious with lots of bar work and Maya LOVED it! We'll see if Miss Heidi thinks she should continue.
The other day Asha came home from her last day at Miss Liz's all excited because she had held baby Isabella for the first time - before this only big sister, Moorea, had been allowed to do so as she is the oldest. Asha informed me that she was big now and old enough for us to get our own baby! She wanted to know when we could go get it and did we have to go to Kona to do so? I told her that babies take a long time to grow in mommie's tummies and she pulled the photo of me at the beach pregnant with Maya off the fridge and asked if that had taken a long time to get that big. I said yes, but that I was done growing babies in my tummy. She said, "OK, so where are we gonna get our next one cause I am big enough now!" And it is true, we seemed to have crossed some invisible threshhold where life is feeling easier in some sense. Like we are leaving the "little one" stage behind. It is bittersweet, but a bit more sweet than bitter.
We had our first successful indoor Monarch emergence today. The chryssalis that we watched form will be next. It was amazing how fast the in and out of the chryssalis happens. We watched it form in less than 10 min. It was sweet to hold the newly emerged butterfly and feel the heavy wettnes of it's beautiful wings brush against your skin. We put it in Edgar's cage so it will have crown flower as it gets ready to fly and will release it outside tomorrow morning.
Aikido and tennis today. Cyrus brought home the entry form for the Mauna Kea tournament in July and is going to play in it for the second year. Maya is getting ready to test for her 9th kyu in Sept already when we return from the mainland.
I keep thinking about "Where the Red Fern Grows" and how well it portrays an unschooling life in so many ways. I am especially taken with the adults in the story and how they support and love this boy so unconditionally. There are many beautiful examples of adults taking a young boy's life and loves seriously and meeting him where he is and helping him facilitate what he needs and the amazing way that in doing so everyone gets what they need. It is no surprise that with the gentle and caring adults as his examples, the grown up Billy is gentle and caring. He always knows that he has the adults in his life on his side and they prove it again and again. I was also struck by how openly and often Billy cries in the story. Tears of joy, releif, pain, sadness, loss, unusual in a story about a boy coming of age, yet he is never chastised for it when it is witnessed. It is a story I have always wanted to read, but had I read it any sooner, I'm sure these would probably not be the first things about the story that would have struck me.
The wooden train set emerged for the first time in a long time today and by mid morning an elaborate track had taken over the living room. This evening I noticed that the puzzletown box is out too and slowly villages are coming to life. We are reading the "Chronicles of Narnia" series right now so most often any role playing involves the characters from those stories and the playmobile knights have been added to the train set up as the kings and queens of Narnia.
We were late to meet Asha's friend, Sophia, at the park today because I am running on slow mo and then we ended up picking up the Andrew's kids and bringing the boys' bikes with us too. Yesterday we completely missed Asha's ballet class because I somehow lost an entire hour and didn't even realize we were running late until we were half way over the maountain road! Luckily Asha was not devastated like I feared she would be but decided instead that she would just ask Miss Heidi if she could do Maya's class instead. She did and it was fine. Maya had already planned to ask if she could try the next level class as she is feeling "bored" by her class. The next level is much more technical and serious with lots of bar work and Maya LOVED it! We'll see if Miss Heidi thinks she should continue.
The other day Asha came home from her last day at Miss Liz's all excited because she had held baby Isabella for the first time - before this only big sister, Moorea, had been allowed to do so as she is the oldest. Asha informed me that she was big now and old enough for us to get our own baby! She wanted to know when we could go get it and did we have to go to Kona to do so? I told her that babies take a long time to grow in mommie's tummies and she pulled the photo of me at the beach pregnant with Maya off the fridge and asked if that had taken a long time to get that big. I said yes, but that I was done growing babies in my tummy. She said, "OK, so where are we gonna get our next one cause I am big enough now!" And it is true, we seemed to have crossed some invisible threshhold where life is feeling easier in some sense. Like we are leaving the "little one" stage behind. It is bittersweet, but a bit more sweet than bitter.
We had our first successful indoor Monarch emergence today. The chryssalis that we watched form will be next. It was amazing how fast the in and out of the chryssalis happens. We watched it form in less than 10 min. It was sweet to hold the newly emerged butterfly and feel the heavy wettnes of it's beautiful wings brush against your skin. We put it in Edgar's cage so it will have crown flower as it gets ready to fly and will release it outside tomorrow morning.
Aikido and tennis today. Cyrus brought home the entry form for the Mauna Kea tournament in July and is going to play in it for the second year. Maya is getting ready to test for her 9th kyu in Sept already when we return from the mainland.
I keep thinking about "Where the Red Fern Grows" and how well it portrays an unschooling life in so many ways. I am especially taken with the adults in the story and how they support and love this boy so unconditionally. There are many beautiful examples of adults taking a young boy's life and loves seriously and meeting him where he is and helping him facilitate what he needs and the amazing way that in doing so everyone gets what they need. It is no surprise that with the gentle and caring adults as his examples, the grown up Billy is gentle and caring. He always knows that he has the adults in his life on his side and they prove it again and again. I was also struck by how openly and often Billy cries in the story. Tears of joy, releif, pain, sadness, loss, unusual in a story about a boy coming of age, yet he is never chastised for it when it is witnessed. It is a story I have always wanted to read, but had I read it any sooner, I'm sure these would probably not be the first things about the story that would have struck me.
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