Friday, August 31, 2007

North to Alaska

…. for a few days, to visit my parents who live up there. I’m taking Brendan but the rest of the kids will stay home with Kevin.

Prayers and good thoughts would be appreciated. I’m a bit torn…. looking forward to seeing my mom and dad who I haven’t seen since last year, but feeling off balance about leaving home once again. I’m going to miss the whole crew, but particularly my little ones… already been away a fair bit this summer. This will be the last time for quite a while, I sure hope.

I’m looking forward to seeing Alaska with Brendan though! It’s my home state but he hasn’t been there for about 15 years. I think he will like it!

Thinking about Blogging

I have four, FOUR blogs, not even mentioning the ones where I'm a co-contributor.

I am not sure how that happened. I love them all. But I think something has to give. Butter stretched over too much bread seems to describe how it's going (if you remember Bilbo at the beginning of Lord of the Rings) .

OR:

"Eia, totus tenuis sentio, aliquantus distentus, si quod significo intellegis: sicut butyrum quod in permulto pane litum est. Non recte esse potest."


I don't quite have the nerve to close this one down. It's one of my oldest. But I'm thinking of letting it stand deserted for a while and do most of my posting on my other ones.

Heart of Home is for house and health type things.
Schola et Studium is my Learning Notes blog.

Every Waking Hour
is my other general homeschooling blog, and the closest to this one. I have been trying to choose between doing most of my regular blogging on that one, or this one. A vexed question; I have reasons for loving them both.

Anyway, I'll be heading out of town for a few days (Alaska! see other blog) and maybe that will give me time to think it through. Any thoughts? I have thought about it all summer and I still can't decide! You can imagine how it is when I'm trying to sort through the kids' artwork! I guess it's not really a life or death question, but it is bothering me~ !

At any rate, I think that I'm going to give this one a month or two off and see if I can do without it (like putting the old favorite toys in the garage for a month or two before I actually donate them to the thrift store)

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Of interest

Dear Daughter or Sons or anyone who is reading this--

There is a Latin translation of Lord of the Rings going up:

Dominus Anulorum

(HT: Drew Campbell's Blog)

Before Dawn....

.... we we awakened by the hugest clap of thunder I ever heard, then a rainstorm, and then a confused bat flying around the house. The next few minutes were spent scurrying around turning off the computers and opening window screens and doors to try to encourage the bat to roost outside, not on our rafters. All the younger kids are up and wondering why they are up when it's still dark. I wonder what the day will be like once it actually is day?

Only a couple of days ago, a wild-fire blocked the highway up to our house, so we had to return by the old switchback up the other side of the mountain. The fire was still smoldering last night, according to my husband who brought the teenager down to football practice.

We have been feeling like we are in.....dee DEE dee dee... the Twilight Zone (Kevin and the older kids have been watching some of the old b&w episodes in the evening).

Well, at least the rainstorm may have helped put out the last embers of the fire.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Wednesday -- Works for Me

Cindy at Lean but not Mean has the idea of mini-goals. I like that so I have been trying to think of ways to modify it for me.

I think I will celebrate every time I get to 100 miles towards my Rivendell goal. At the rate I am going the first one will be in about three weeks.

Also perhaps for 100 days of eating (mostly) properly. I started trying to lose weight on May 12 (I remember the day -- it was the day before we went to pick up my oldest son at college -- and that second day was a miserable flop -- sitting in the car surrounded by snack food for the little ones is a food disaster!)

So that means I already passed 100 days since then. Hooray! The next 100 days will fall on December 1st, I think -- we'll see how I'm doing then with holidays approaching -- traditionally a difficult time for me. Maybe if I plan ahead of time to deal with it---!

peachick pedagogy

JoVE and Steph made some good points about unschooling in the comment section of my last post. JoVE said:

Personally, I think that defining unschooling as no structure at all (which many do) is a misinterpretation of the term. As I see it “schooling” is a specific combination of things that include not only content but also certain forms of discipline and organization of learning. There are a lot of ways to facilitate children’s learning that do not conform to “schooling” and could thus be called “unschooling”.

So the fact that we encourage (or even require) certain subjects and ask our kids to spend 20 minutes a day on some of them is quite different from an approach that thinks that “school” just take so many hours a day all of which are pretty structured, with a set scope and sequence for subjects, etc.

Steph said:

I think of unschooling as something like Frank Smith’s model (The Book of Learning & Forgetting) - the children primarily absorb interests and knowledge from the people around them rather than studying in an intentional way. Your children are absorbing many of your passions (many of which are Latin centered) and drawing from your knowledge. All of it (your interest in unschooling and your classical leanings) seem to fit together seamlessly.

One of the nice things about blogging is that you suddenly get a glimmer of what you are thinking, just as you are writing it out, and then if you’re fortunate, you get a couple of comments that put it more clearly still.

So maybe my “unschooling in method, classical in content” can be simplified still further into a sort of relationship-model. As Steph mentioned, Frank Smith in The Book of Learning and Forgetting talks about how easy learning is. You learn from your community, your “club”, almost as easily as you breathe.

Why is this important to get clear? Hmm, that’s hard to explain, but I suppose I get a bit compartmentalized when I’m not careful. Thinking of these two things as integrated rather than two separate streams that mingle uneasily would be freeing, somehow.

(Liam sent me this picture of a peahen and its chick — there is a muster, or an ostentation of them, take your pick, at his college)

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(The peachick by itself — Liam said it was much more curious and less cautious than its mother and was approaching him without fear. Is this one of those writerly metaphors trying to happen? Sorry, but it will have to fend for itself — its author is too tired out right now)

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Monday, August 27, 2007

Organizing Magic

I am reading a book called Organizing Magic: 40 Days to a Well Ordered House and Life. The author's site is Messies Anonymous and it looks nice and, well, organized. The title of the book attracted me because I really LIKE 40 Day plans. Forty days is a nice time period, and of course I am already geared to it because of Jesus in the desert, and Lent, and because so many retreats are planned to last for 30 or 40 days.

The author suggests not gulping down the book in one draught, which is what I usually do (how did she know?). She divides it into days hoping that the reader will go a step at a time and actually get something out of the material. So I'm going to try it that way.....except that I might do two days at a time, since it's a library book and I only get to keep it for 3 weeks.

In the first days she suggests taking what works for you at the time, not getting overwhelmed by all the possibilities. She also mentions a ladder idea of improving by increments. The example she gives is what you do with the toilet paper after you buy it -- whether you leave it in the car, leave it right inside the front door, bring it to the bathroom but leave it in the package, take it out of the package in one bathroom, or distribute it to all the bathrooms, or, the highest level, put it where's it needed in pretty little containers (this is my mother in law's level). She says that you can find what level you're at presently and move up one level from there, which is somewhat less overwhelming than trying to shoot for perfection in everything right away.

Organizing Magic

I am reading a book called Organizing Magic: 40 Days to a Well Ordered House and Life. The author's site is Messies Anonymous and it looks nice and, well, organized. The title of the book attracted me because I really LIKE 40 Day plans. Forty days is a nice time period, and of course I am already geared to it because of Jesus in the desert, and Lent, and because so many retreats are planned to last for 30 or 40 days.

The author suggests not gulping down the book in one draught, which is what I usually do (how did she know?). She divides it into days hoping that the reader will go a step at a time and actually get something out of the material. So I'm going to try it that way.....except that I might do two days at a time, since it's a library book and I only get to keep it for 3 weeks.

In the first days she suggests taking what works for you at the time, not getting overwhelmed by all the possibilities. She also mentions a ladder idea of improving by increments. The example she gives is what you do with the toilet paper after you buy it -- whether you leave it in the car, leave it right inside the front door, bring it to the bathroom but leave it in the package, take it out of the package in one bathroom, or distribute it to all the bathrooms, or, the highest level, put it where's it needed in pretty little containers (this is my mother in law's level). She says that you can find what level you're at presently and move up one level from there, which is somewhat less overwhelming than trying to shoot for perfection in everything right away.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Unschooling with Latin, the progym, and maybe navigation

I noticed that Ragamuffin Rosie has me down as a Latin-centered homeschooler, and it probably describes what we do better than anything else would, but it made me smile because though we do put Latin close to the center of our curriculum, we rarely spend more than twenty minutes a day on it. In fact, we rarely spend more than twenty minutes a day on any formal academic subject.

Rosie wrote a fascinating post about how she came to homeschool. I started one of my own, but got blogged, hmm, bogged down in detail and I didn’t think it was interesting enough to post… maybe someday.

But one thing that came to mind when I was writing it was my experience in an alternative “middle school”. When I was going into seventh grade, my parents couldn’t visualize me attending a conventional large middle school, and we visited several alternatives, including a Christian school run on a sort of A Beka model. This one my parents ruled out decisively; but we liked one that was just in its inception year, and that still is apparently operating more than thirty years later.

IT was designed as an “open” school, similar to some of the ones that come up occasionally in the early pages of the Growing Without School magazine. I assume that it was soon realized what an undertaking it was to run a democratic free school, or perhaps the government wouldn’t allow it to be completely “open”, because after about a semester the structure of the classes seemed to get considerably more conventional. (I attended for 3 years, and then went to a sort of Hogwarts-type British school in Switzerland, except that we had Double Chemistry and Biology rather than Double Potions and Care of Magical Animals).

What I was REALLY going to say though was that at this free-style alternative school, I still remember the content of classes I chose to take in seventh grade, and these were: Logic, Latin, Children’s Lit, and Greek Mythology. Oh yeah, and I took Algebra and embroidery too. I think it was ironic that with a “free” environment and a wide range of options, so many of my choices were so classically focused. I HAD to take some sort of boring Health class about safe birth control choices and physiological adolescent functions, but I don’t count that as a choice.

That’s all… lots of lead-up for a very short bit of biographical information.

What made me start thinking about this a bit more, besides Rose’s post, was this Real Learning thread on unschooling. I’m linking to it because I thought the whole thread was interesting, but at some point I wrote on there:

I am much more unschooly in method than I am in goals or content. To me, real education is something like classical and CM — I may use unschooly ways to reach those goals, and I do think “real life” and informal playing and activity lays an important foundation for learning, but I can’t say “as long as they’re reading” or “as long as they’re learning” when they’re sitting around reading junky books or watching edutainment TV.

Then after contributing to a couple more threads on Latin and the progymnasmata, I realized that I am in my happy zone when I’m talking about things like that. I moderate and co-moderate a couple of classical e-groups, and I have realized for a long time that most of the members are way more structured than I am in their homeschooling approach — structured meaning that they spend more time focusing on formal academics, assume that learning comes from teaching, and are achievement-motivated in a way I am not. Many people do this very effectively, but it does not work for me, and it was helpful for me to realize that you could play it otherwise and still do all right.

On the other hand, some of the more “unschooly” curriculum choices leave me cold. Again, it’s not a critique of other ways of unschooling. It is just a fact, that I’m writing down because I realized it. Furthermore, “learning from life” or “community-based learning” has always given me a feeling of anxiety, not liberation, even though I realize this is partly a weakness in myself. I would love to homeschool like David Albert does, in theory, but in practice it would not suit me or my kids or where and how we happen to be living. Our approach is going to look different, because we are different.

On my day-to-day learning notes blog, Schola et Studium, where I’m keeping track of our rather minimal academic endeavours, I put Prince Caspian’s curriculum, which isn’t exactly like what goes on at our house either, but which I also rather admire:

“He learned sword-fighting and riding, swimming and diving, how to shoot with the bow and play on the recorder and the theorbo, …. besides Cosmography, Rhetoric, Heraldry, Versification, and of course, History, with a little Law, Physic, Alchemy, and Astronomy. Of Magic he learned only the ehtory, for Doctor Cornelius said the practical part was not proper study for princes. “And I myself,” he added, “am only a very imperfect magician and can do only the smallest experiments.” Of Navigation (”which is a noble and heroical art” said the Doctor) he was taught nothing, because King Miraz disappoved of ships and the sea.”

Friday, August 24, 2007

Friday Fitness

If Leonie could show off a bit one time ----

since I finally got to my target size, I wanted to make sure and memorialize it.

Too bad I didn't quite step into the picture, but I sort of like it anyway. I like the light.

So I'll let it stand for now.

Also, I really like what Leonie said about healthy eating and healthy habits. She writes:

I try to keep my diet demons away by healthy eating and working out.

That's what I want to take away from this, too. Healthy eating and healthy exercise, not dieting and stressing. I did that back when I was young, and it wasn't good. Healthy and moderate is much, much better, and it works.

Since I'm feeling just a bit fragile right now as far as will-power goes, I want to try to remember that.

Oh, and this is timely: How to stay on the Wagon For Good

Poetry Friday: They Also Serve...

"They also serve who only stand and wait."

I found this line in one of my old day timers. From the date, I'd guess I was probably in the hospital with Aidan at the time. Anyway, here's the whole thing -- it is by John Milton:

On His Blindness

When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait."

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Wednesday -- Works for Me -- Rebooting the System

If you sometimes have days or weeks when, if you were playing Monopoly, it would be summed up by: "Do not pass Go; go directly to jail," then it could be helpful for you, as it has been for me, to have a mental equivalent of a card that says, "Move to Go and collect $2000"

Another way of putting it: when the computer is in the midst of crashing, sometimes it's a good idea to simply hit the reboot button and start again from scratch.

I seem to have regular times in my life when everything is really piling up, mentally and emotionally, and it is discouraging. What seems to help quite a bit is just giving myself a free day pass, mentally and emotionally.

I don't mean that I take the day off, because then, of course, you have an even bigger pile facing you the next day, if you're a homeschooling mom of several, or even if you're not.

I mean that I pretend to myself that I'm a new person coming in to face the old mess. If my kid is showing signs of poor training, I don't bother to feel discouraged; I just figure out how to tackle the problem. Messy floor and unwiped counter? I will move on to deal with it; I won't dwell on the character or physical failings that got it like that.

I'll start from scratch. Every day can potentially be a chance to start over again. Playing it as a pretend game just helps me see it more clearly.

Anyway, it works for me. I usually do this about ten or a dozen times in a year, and it really does help.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.”


(This doesn't exactly relate, but when I was looking for a quote from Edith Stein on beginning a new life each morning, I found this site: Saints on the subject of prayer)

Wednesday -- Works for Me

If you sometimes have days or weeks when, if you were playing Monopoly, it would be summed up by: "Do not pass Go; go directly to jail," then it could be helpful for you, as it has been for me, to have a mental equivalent of a card that says, "Move to Go and collect $2000"

Another way of putting it: when the computer is in the midst of crashing, sometimes it's a good idea to simply hit the reboot button and start again from scratch.

I seem to have regular times in my life when everything is really piling up, mentally and emotionally, and it is discouraging. What seems to help quite a bit is just giving myself a free day pass, mentally and emotionally.

I don't mean that I take the day off, because then, of course, you have an even bigger pile facing you the next day, if you're a homeschooling mom of several, or even if you're not.

I mean that I pretend to myself that I'm a new person coming in to face the old mess. If my kid is showing signs of poor training, I don't bother to feel discouraged; I just figure out how to tackle the problem. Messy floor and unwiped counter? I will move on to deal with it; I won't dwell on the character or physical failings that got it like that.

I'll start from scratch. Every day can potentially be a chance to start over again. Playing it as a pretend game just helps me see it more clearly.

Anyway, it works for me. I usually do this about ten or a dozen times in a year, and it really does help.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.”


(This doesn't exactly relate, but when I was looking for a quote from Edith Stein on beginning a new life each morning, I found this site: Saints on the subject of prayer)

Smart Habit 6

Smart Habit Saturday -- from the Lazy Organizer.
I think that for this week, the best habit I could work on is to strive to be ready for homeschool by 8:30 every morning. Obviously this won't happen exactly right ever morning, but the trick is to avoid known time-busters like the internet, the internet, and the internet.

Now for the accountability (sigh):

Week #1: Making bed and swiping the toilet
--not so good, after chickenpox saga. Bed about 50% and toilet, about 5%.
Week #2: 15 Minute Examen
--nope -- I usually fall asleep.
Week #3 Internet Regula
-- not too bad, actually, except for lingering too long in the am as noted above.
Week #4: Drinking Water and Keeping Floor Picked Up
fair to middling
Week #5: Keeping Track of Pedometer Steps
--going great, no problem.

Ravenclaw Rules

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I’m a Ravenclaw, according to this quiz.

I probably didn’t even need to take the test — considering that our family just spent an hour the Sunday morning I took the quiz, making breakfast and talking about Young Earth Creationism, bringing in Augustine, Aquinas, Einstein and Dawkins among others.

Hooray for Sunday philosophizing! and omelettes!

This Sunday will not be so nice, since we are bringing Liam back to college. Tugging at heartstrings… and to think, I have to learn to deal with this for at least five more kids, maybe six. I tell you, it is not easy.

Clare was a Ravenclaw too; Kieron and Kevin were Hufflepuffs, and Sean and Brendan were divided between Slytherin and Griffyndor, with a slight edge to Slytherin. Paddy was a Ravenclaw, and we’ve decided Aidan should get to found a new house of his own. This is only one reason why.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Adding Meaning To....

Kim at Starry Sky Ranch had these beautiful words in her post Back to School:

Lest this all sound a bit too rosy let me assure you, our life has a multitude of challenges. A MULTITUDE. This year in particular. There is no easy button. Why then add more to the plate by way of time-consuming arts? As Sandra says, it isn't about "adding on, but about adding meaning to - to anything and everything you do". We can take moments to make something meaningful or find our lives full of meaningless activity. When moments are hard to come by it is even more important to make each of them count.
I'm adding them to my collection of ideas to remember for this year.

I am grateful to those of you who commented so sympathetically on my two "blue" posts and for the wise women who spoke up on the Real Learning thread where my friend Chari spoke for both of us : ).

And a couple of friends who called me up to commiserate and offer counsel.

Thank you, thank you!

Nature Study Planning

I was asking a friend what she did for nature study and she gave me some ideas which I will share, with due credit to my friend who is another veteran hser and a mom of six:

First, we both have older children who will be following the Mother of Divine Grace Natural History syllabus so she suggested starting with that as a sort of general spine theme for the whole group of kids (she is way, way better at multi-level teaching than I am).

Then:

Go to the Forest Service or tourist information center in your area (we both live in National Forests surrounded by spectacular scenery) -- pick up any free brochures and bring them home to generate ideas about possible field trips.

Visit a couple of selected spots at regular intervals during the year -- building up a relationship with them, take photos and then sketch at home. See if there's any notable art based on the scenic spots. You can bring your sketchbook to the scene, but we agreed that this was very difficult for us during the many years that we had little ones. But drawing at home based on photos taken is a nice alternative, and you could even use the photos and sketches to make a natural history scrapbook.

Pick a few nature writers to study -- some examples we came up with are: John Muir, Rachel Carson, Thoreau, Audobon (her ideas) -- (my ideas)Beatrix Potter, Donald Culross Peattie, Edwin Way Teale, and JH Fabre (a family favorite).

Once you have a few selected, you can read a few of their books alongside with a well-written biography or documentary of their lives

She has a kindergartener who loves to color, so Prismacolor pencils and Dover-type realistic coloring books can come in very handy with the littlies.

There you have the embryo of a nature study plan that includes all the age groups.

In addition, I realized we have a Sierra Historical Society bookstore in our area that has various local history and nature books and resources on sale. It might be nice to develop an intimacy with our local region this year -- it is really the first year we haven't had various issues that prevented us from exploring -- for several years it was pregnancies and babies, then medical difficulties, then last year our car was dying slowly and we didn't trust it on the backroads and byways.

Finally, more on the science proper front; Kieron seems to love doing those simple experiments and projects and crafts, so perhaps we will build on that this year.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Tuesday Tackle

I actually did a few small tackles this Tuesday.

First, I rearranged beds so that Aidan can sleep out in the loft with Kieron:



I took all the school books from last year out of the shelves to make room for more:
In the basket waiting to be brought to my curriculum closet upstairs:


The empty shelf:
Starting to fill up again with this years' books for four kids:

Finally, I tackled the fireplace. That bag in the front is indeed a whole bag of (cold) ashes.

Windows polished and fireplace swept clean, now.

a cloud of witnesses

Our local area network isn't working, so online time has been erratic. Which works out just fine, because today is the first day of ...hmm.... homeschool? season of formal studies? lessons? Well, it's the first day, anyway. For Clare it is the second day, and it is also the second day of classes for Liam, who returned to college on Sunday and is now embarked on his junior year.

This quote, from Multa non Multum (excerpt from Latin Centered Curriculum by Andrew Campbell), made me laugh (love that "multum optimum in se"!) but also struck me as true.

The principle of multum non multa, which could be translated, “less is more,” has been subordinated in recent years to what may be termed multum optimum in se --”more is necessarily better.”
I keep reminding myself that our little homebrewed homeschool can still do OK even with its manifold limitations. More is not necessarily always better!

But of course, there are time when more IS better, so on that principle, here is the abundant Loveliness of Back to School carnival hosted by Starry Sky Ranch. (linking to it so I can come back to it when our internet is restored).

Also, Cindy at Dominion Family has been posting a series on Homeschooling the Older Child, as well as these entries on Teaching the Taught and The Devil's Mirror. I really appreciate the way she mingles realism and vision in her homeschooling posts. Speaking of vision, I also enjoyed reading these thoughts from Mrs Darling on Parenting with a Vision. (And I forgot this one on freshening the homeschool plan from Julie at Bravewriter)

I have to admit that after 15 years of homeschooling through all kinds of things, I have been feeling a bit like the ashes of a fire. I have no idea if this is the homeschool version of a mid-life crisis, or just part of the territory of opening that beginner's reading primer for the 6th time. But it's hanging on, and so I appreciate the words of those who are just starting the race, and the words of those women who have already stayed such a good part of the course.

And this reading from Mass last Sunday (as we said goodbye to our eldest son and embarked on the waning season of this calendar year):

Brothers and sisters:
Since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses,
let us rid ourselves of every burden and sin that clings to us
and persevere in running the race that lies before us
while keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus,
the leader and perfecter of faith.
For the sake of the joy that lay before him
he endured the cross, despising its shame,
and has taken his seat at the right of the throne of God.
Consider how he endured such opposition from sinners,
in order that you may not grow weary and lose heart.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Reflections on Penguins

JoVE at Tricotomania posted some thoughts about literature and mentioned the book Deconstructing Penguins, which I serendipitously was able to find in our library system. It came yesterday, which meant I read the first half while I was at the beach with the kids.

Here is an excerpt from the book.

JoVE asked for opinions on how the book relates to the wider field of literary analysis. I am certainly no expert, but here are some necessarily incomplete thoughts. My exposure to Deconstructionism in literature was brief and came about through my literature BA training in university. It looks like deconstruction is a difficult term to apply, since even its main proponents -- Derrida and Rorty are two names that came up during my college years-- hesitated to define it in precise terms, probably for good reasons, from their perspective. What I got out of the concept back in college was that the text was sort of the raw material for the reader's interpretation. Therefore, it followed that what the author MEANT to say was of less importance than what the reader brought to the experience and what the author's worldview and context determined he would say.

Wikipedia says it just a bit differently:

"Though Derrida himself denied deconstruction was a method or school of philosophy, or indeed anything outside of reading the text itself, the term has been used by others to describe Derrida's particular methods of textual criticism, which involved discovering, recognizing, and understanding the underlying—and unspoken and implicit—assumptions, ideas, and frameworks that form the basis for thought and belief, for example, in complicating the ordinary division made between nature and culture."
In practice, to me, this seemed to lead to a lot of half-baked undergrads and slightly flaky professors having a clear field to talking about the homosexuality of Shakespeare, or whatever was the fun topical-topic of the day or best suited the individual litterateur's own personal worldview. There is probably way more to it than that, but I still get my university's literature newsletter and the publication listings are still too often in this strained mode.

Deconstructing Penguins doesn't quite seem to follow in this school as I understood it. The authors propose that all books are mysteries -- there are clues to be solved to get to the heart of what the writer is saying. Everything is significant. You look at the characters -- who is the protaganist, the character who is trying to push forward the main action of the books? who is the antagonist, who is trying to block this progress? how does the setting contribute to the motion of the book?

The process of understanding the book is the process of getting underneath the surface and sometimes the results are surprising. From the authors' described approach, I get the idea that they are using the word "deconstructing" to mean the opposite of "constructing" -- ie, working back from the finished product, the author's construction, to its origins.

Once you have gone through the process of understanding what the author is trying to say, according to the book, THEN you can justly critique how he or she said it -- to what extent the author is successful. (I notice that often in the cyberworld, there is a tendency to do this BEFORE actually making the effort to understand the work on its own terms). Perhaps this hasty judgment was also a besetting temptation in my literature department .... jumping too fast to what the author's limitations are, and what he is REALLY talking about, shortcircuits the solution of the mystery. Thus, you got early critics of the Lord of the Rings talking about how the Ring was really the atom bomb. Chesterton also satirizes this temptation to invent or impose meaning, in several of his Father Brown mystery stories.

For example, read Chesterton's Oracle of the Dog for a funny and telling depiction of how meaning is sometimes imposed from without the actual thing itself, rather than properly understood within it.

‘The dog could almost have told you the story, if he could talk,’ said the priest. ‘All I complain of is that because he couldn’t talk you made up his story for him, and made him talk with the tongues of men and angels. It’s part of something I’ve noticed more and more in the modern world, appearing in all sorts of newspaper rumours and conversational catchwords; something that’s arbitrary without being authoritative.


Deconstructing Penguins does NOT seem to fall into this trap, as far as I've read it. The authors seem to keep to the actual text and use their methods to uncover real layers of meaning contained within. They attempt to engage with the life experience of the child to show, for example how prejudice works. But this is a legitimate literary process -- checking the work against one's own experience -- and is difference from using one's own life understanding to trump or subvert the text of the book. Perhaps this is what deconstruction is at its best.

The authors do a nice job of showing their process interactively, through their lively accounts of the book clubs they ran for second to fifth graders and their parents. I totally agree with what they say here:

"The theory, still in vogue, that says it doesn't matter what your child reads as long as he or she reads something is just plain wrong. If anyone tries to convince you otherwise, don't believe it. ....If you start your children off with books that are well-written, whose plots demand attention, with characters drawn with depth and wit, that is the type of reading they will come to enjoy. ...

Kids enjoy depth. The idea that a boy or girl will only be interested in discussing a book in a superficial way is another misguided assumption. .... The irony is that it is far more fun for kids (and adults) to try and solve the mystery of a book. "
I think the only possible danger with this approach might be expressed in another quote from the book:


"We're looking for what the author is trying to say underneath the story. What the story is really about. What do you think the story is really about?"

I could see that if this approach was used in a very schooly, artificial way, the kids and parents could fall into the trap of thinking that the story is a kind of code for some boiled-down thesis. The Lord of the Rings is about: The danger of power. Charlotte's Web is about: the importance of friendship. And so on. In other words, a glib and reductionist problem-solving approach that closes down significance rather than expands understanding of it. But within the examples given in the book, the search for meaning actually does go deeper into the heart of the book, rather than shutting it off quickly.

The nice thing, though, about a conversational approach such as the authors recommend is that it is to some extent self-correcting. Any group of kids and adults will come up with enough diversity of approach and understanding that some of the dangers of superficiality will be avoided.

JoVe posted some more literature thoughts here.

I remember researching Mortimer Adler's Shared Inquiry ideas a few years back and in some ways the Deconstructing Penguins approach seems a bit similar, but I'd have to look more into it to see how and if they differ significantly.

Another book in a slightly similar vein, which I have on my bookshelves, is Reading Strands... though I liked the tone of Deconstructing Penguins just a bit better.

The Thinking Mother blogged a bit about the book, too.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Embracing the Real Things

Kim wrote about the joy in everyday things. She linked to this article. It resonated with me because I have been thinking about a very difficult time in my life just about exactly five years ago. At the time, I was pregnant with #7, who was a very high risk pregnancy. I was on an experimental protocol that involved day-long stays in the hospital, an hour away, once a week. Our medically fragile Aidan was having some medical problems that no one could figure out. ... his liver function numbers were way off, he was falling off his growth curve and he eventually turned deep yellow, just around the time Paddy was born. We were worried about him, as well as about his unborn sibling. My oldest was homeschooling high school and I had two middle schoolers and two grade schoolers in addition.

I would not say this period of my life was enjoyable or that I always handled the stress well. But somehow, I remember praying for JOY in living out my vocation. And I found myself actually finding that joy. The daily details of house-maintenance, of spending time with my kids, of maintaining that pregnancy, became sources of deep joy for me. Perhaps it was because I didn't take it for granted; I was very aware that it might not last. And perhaps it was grace; God giving me a gift I needed at the time.

So I have been wondering how to regain and preserve that joy during these "easier" times in my life. .... I've been having trouble shaking off a case of the blues. I know that this is an ordinary after-the-fact reaction to stress, and we did have some stress this summer with our medical issues and the displacements that resulted, but I would like to try to work past it.

So I like what Kim writes:

"My days can be demanding and occasionally boring and sometimes downright bizarre. Life with small children and teenagers is like that. : ) For all its challenges it is real, however. It is sustaining. It is what life is made of, if you are fortunate enough to have a home and lots of people to share it with, and learning to embrace that has made a huge difference."

Embracing is a nice word. Embracing indicates a sort of active receptiveness, an opening to possible vulnerability, but at the same time an act of strength. Sustaining is a nice word too. It seems to go with "embrace" as a sort of sign of life and love and a choice to nourish and come closer, rather than back off and detach.

(Sorry to write a sort of "blue", nothing post -- I've been trying to just shake it off, but find that when I don't post about what's really going on, I don't post at all -- which is what has been happening).

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Odds and Ends

Finished it! Whew. I may be about two weeks behind my kids and everyone else, but still -- I got to have the no doubt rare experience of reading the last four books in the series for the first time, all within a few days of each other. I think I've spent more hours in Hogwarts than in the High Sierras, this past week.

On another note:

Our family misses Tommy Makem, too.

And

Our kitty mystery is still unsolved.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Playdough Pictures

Kevin bought a play dough kit for Aidan at Costco. The back story is that Aidan had gotten some playdough while he was at the hospital, and he loved playing with it and “putting it in the oven” (the little drawer in his bedside table).

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Putting the food “in the oven”

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Paddy makes “spaghetti”

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They had lots of fun and an occupational -therapy immersion.

What’s more, these two little ones, who often tend not to get along too well, played well together for several hours. They continued to play with the playdough on and off throughout the day.

Mom’s perspective: Playdough is messy! Oh, well, it was worth it.

Scattering Planning Thoughts

This is the time of year when my homeschool planning should be coming together.

I think that when you spend the first month of the summer in Ireland, however, and the second and third month dealing with medical issues, and now your oldest son is getting ready to go back to college and you feel he just arrived home in the past few days...

....then the homeschooling will seem to be coming last place, well after everything else. I'd much rather finish reading that pile of Harry Potters so I can get up to #7 and my kids can stop whispering when they discuss plot points. And that IS actually on my list of things to do.

But since we're starting back in two weeks, and the kids have already read HP, I guess that is not quite enough, SO ...

I think I will do my customary fall-back and start with very basic 3Rs, and reading aloud, and keeping an observation log. ....keeping track of my priorities.

As we get more into the autumn rhythm, I will start thinking about Giotto and Architecture, then the Pre-Raphaelites and romantic poetry. (though that will probably not be until after Christmas).

I have thought a bit about Logic, but not really about science yet, so that is probably next. Nature Study can take the elementary grade ages a long way, and it shouldn't go away even with the older set, but with the highschool group, a bit of additional formal study is a good thing.

The other thing I probably ought to do is brainstorm a few "focus" areas. In order to do this I am going to start taking a small notebook around with me. Like this:

  • Cooking with Aidan
  • Working on fine motor control with littlies
  • Woodworking for teens?
  • College prep
  • unit on health for littlies and 11 year old.
  • more random notes here.
As for books:

Kieron, my 11 year old, can use books from Level 3 Mater Amabilis, and these Real Learning books; and Sean, who is 14, can use a combo of Mother of Divine Grace, and Kolbe Academy. This has worked for us in the past....we'll see....

Clare has laid out her plans and is planning to start working this Monday ... the rest of us will start on Tuesday. (Sunday we bring the oldest, Liam, back to college.....sigh).

You probably wonder how these seemingly scattered components fit together -- well, they do or will, but I'll have to go into more detail with that in a different post.

Meanwhile, back to HP#5.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

More about "Shoulds"

I was thinking more about the topic of “shoulds” or “have-to’s” that I brought up yesterday, when I wrote:

Why do I go through life listening to internal voices tell me I “should” or “shouldn’t” do this or that? Should is such a weak, carping word. I realized that if I do something because I “should” (or “have-to”), then I barely scrape by as an adequate human being, and if I DON’T do it, then I’m not even that (but at least I’m guiltily happy about not kowtowing to the tyrannic should )

I don’t mean to preach a simple, “I did it myyyy waayyy” message there. So I wanted to try to clarify a bit. I think what is off-center about “shoulds” to me, a Catholic Christian, is that they are a drain on freedom. Paul says, “All things are lawful for me,” but not all things are profitable. “All things are lawful for me,” but not all things build up. …Whether therefore you eat, or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” 1 Corinthians 10. The point is that we don’t want to act and think narrowly and legalistically. I have tried, and it is illusory comfort to trade in your life for a feeling of doing it “right”.

On my other blog I tried to write about the interior voices that tell us the “shoulds” and “musts” that God restrains Himself from telling us.

These voices work against my true understanding of my vocation. It’s not that they are always wrong, but that they are a short-cut and in some ways, a cop-out from taking full responsibility for my own decisions. It’s so much easier, sometimes, to say “I can’t” or “I have to” rather than fully embrace whatever it is I have decided is right to do under my particular circumstances.

George Weigel writes it this way:

According to one of his most eminent interpreters today, the Belgian Dominican Servais Pinckaers, Aquinas’s subtle and complex thinking about freedom is best captured in the phrase freedom for excellence. Freedom, for St. Thomas, is a means to human excellence, to human happiness, to the fulfillment of human destiny. Freedom is the capacity to choose wisely and to act well as a matter of habit—or, to use the old-fashioned term, as an outgrowth of virtue. Freedom is the means by which, exercising both our reason and our will, we act on the natural longing for truth, for goodness, and for happiness that is built into us as human beings. Freedom is something that grows in us, and the habit of living freedom wisely must be developed through education, which among many other things involves the experience of emulating others who live wisely and well. On St. Thomas’s view, freedom is in fact the great organizing principle of the moral life—and since the very possibility of a moral life (the capacity to think and choose) is what distinguishes the human person from the rest of the natural world, freedom is the great organizing principle of a life lived in a truly human way. That is, freedom is the human capacity that unifies all our other capacities into an orderly whole, and directs our actions toward the pursuit of happiness and goodness understood in the noblest sense: the union of the human person with the absolute good, who is God.

Thus virtue and the virtues are crucial elements of freedom rightly understood, and the journey of a life lived in freedom is a journey of growth in virtue—growth in the ability to choose wisely and well the things that truly make for our happiness and for the common good. ….. Freedom, in other words, is a matter of gradually acquiring the capacity to choose the good and to do what we choose with perfection.

More about "Shoulds"

I was thinking more about the topic of “shoulds” or “have-to’s” that I brought up yesterday, when I wrote:

Why do I go through life listening to internal voices tell me I “should” or “shouldn’t” do this or that? Should is such a weak, carping word. I realized that if I do something because I “should” (or “have-to”), then I barely scrape by as an adequate human being, and if I DON’T do it, then I’m not even that (but at least I’m guiltily happy about not kowtowing to the tyrannic should )

I don’t mean to preach a simple, “I did it myyyy waayyy” message there. So I wanted to try to clarify a bit. I think what is off-center about “shoulds” to me, a Catholic Christian, is that they are a drain on freedom.

Paul says,

All things are lawful for me, but not all things are profitable. All things are lawful for me,but not all things build up. …Whether therefore you eat, or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” 1 Corinthians 10

The point is that we don’t want to act and think narrowly and legalistically. I have tried, and it is illusory comfort to trade in your life for a feeling of doing it “right”. On another occasion I tried to write about the interior voices that tell us the “shoulds” and “musts” that God restrains Himself from telling us.

These voices work against my true understanding of my vocation. It’s not that they are always wrong, but that they are a short-cut and in some ways, a cop-out from taking full responsibility for my own decisions. It’s so much easier, sometimes, to say “I can’t” or “I have to” rather than fully embrace whatever it is I have decided is right to do under my particular circumstances.

George Weigel writes it this way:

According to one of his most eminent interpreters today, the Belgian Dominican Servais Pinckaers, Aquinas’s subtle and complex thinking about freedom is best captured in the phrase freedom for excellence. Freedom, for St. Thomas, is a means to human excellence, to human happiness, to the fulfillment of human destiny. Freedom is the capacity to choose wisely and to act well as a matter of habit—or, to use the old-fashioned term, as an outgrowth of virtue. Freedom is the means by which, exercising both our reason and our will, we act on the natural longing for truth, for goodness, and for happiness that is built into us as human beings. Freedom is something that grows in us, and the habit of living freedom wisely must be developed through education, which among many other things involves the experience of emulating others who live wisely and well. On St. Thomas’s view, freedom is in fact the great organizing principle of the moral life—and since the very possibility of a moral life (the capacity to think and choose) is what distinguishes the human person from the rest of the natural world, freedom is the great organizing principle of a life lived in a truly human way. That is, freedom is the human capacity that unifies all our other capacities into an orderly whole, and directs our actions toward the pursuit of happiness and goodness understood in the noblest sense: the union of the human person with the absolute good, who is God.

Thus virtue and the virtues are crucial elements of freedom rightly understood, and the journey of a life lived in freedom is a journey of growth in virtue—growth in the ability to choose wisely and well the things that truly make for our happiness and for the common good. ….. Freedom, in other words, is a matter of gradually acquiring the capacity to choose the good and to do what we choose with perfection.

Display of Guilt

(Conversation overheard between Clare and Paddy:)

Clare:

Paddy, you look guilty.

Paddy, looking quickly down at his shirt-front and sides:

“How did you know?”

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Household Trivia


First load of clothes dried with our new dryer!

The days of hanging clothes on the loft railing were not so bad, but it will be nice to have softer towels and socks and underwear, anyway.

And having clothes folded and ready to go only 2 hours after putting them into the washer, feels like magic to me after a year of no dryer.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Sierra Sunset

I'm glad Brendan spent some time outside with his old Vivitar camera capturing this sunset last year.






















Saturday, August 04, 2007

Battles and Ballet

Melanie is right, at least in my sample of boys…. Paddy would definitely take the cute little butterfly barrettes and make them battle each other. This is what he does with his Beanie Babies.

However, Paddy yesterday solemnly watched Barbie: The Twelve Dancing Princesses with a homeschool friend of his (a girl, needless to add) at Stations of the Cross. (the other mom brought movies because it was extremely hot, really too hot to play outside which is what they usually do) He cried when we had to leave in the middle of the happy ending, during the wedding scene. He also danced balletically every time the twelve princesses and his little friend did so.

About a year ago Paddy took one of those glow in the dark stars and put it on Frodo (our Aussie-shepherd dog’s) head and said, “Now Frodo is a princess!”

It’s funny to watch them figure that stuff out. In my experience, girls get gender-conscious just a bit earlier than boys do. When Paddy did his ballet routine, his friend M was a bit torn. She wanted a companion to her dancing, but she was a bit uncomfortable about him doing something she saw as strictly a “girlie thing”. She would say, “Paddy, it’s time to dance!” and then “You’d better sit down, Paddy…”. This was completely lost on him.

Friday, August 03, 2007

Poetry Friday: Broken Love

I started this yesterday, but got called away, so Poetry Friday is a day late.

Here is a stanza by William Blake, which I first read in a book by Charles Williams called All Hallows Eve:

`And throughout all Eternity
I forgive you, you forgive me.
As our dear Redeemer said:
"This the Wine, and this the Bread."'
The whole poem is called Broken Love and though I've read it over and over, I can't figure out what it means. Still, it's that strangeness that makes you feel that if you just turned around quickly enough, the thing you glimpsed out of the corner of your eye would be seen clearly if only for an instant. I imagine that this is the territory he tried to depict.

Further, it seems that the world you glimpse out of the corner of your eye isn't exactly the world you actually live in.... it's just a bit out of kilter, a bit fey. I get that same feeling from reading George MacDonald's Phantastes, and from Charles Williams.

Wordsworth said of Blake:

There was no doubt that this poor man was mad, but there is something in the madness of this man which interests me more than the sanity of Lord Byron and Walter Scott."
There is a bit more about William Blake here. This is the beginning of the poem:

MY Spectre around me night and day
Like a wild beast guards my way;
My Emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my sin.

‘A fathomless and boundless deep,
There we wander, there we weep;
On the hungry craving wind
My Spectre follows thee behind.

‘He scents thy footsteps in the snow

Wheresoever thou dost go,
Thro’ the wintry hail and rain.
When wilt thou return again?
Reminds me a bit of Wuthering Heights, too.

But there's something resonant about that "I forgive you, you forgive me" ..... something that sums up a quality of the wounded yet enduring element in human love, that partakes of the divine.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

More household trivia

Would you hold onto a 10 year old plaid flannel sheet that got bleached by accident several years ago and now has a big tear across the middle? You'd probably give it to the local vet, right? So why am I considering mending it and keeping it? Sigh... there is this Scottish and Dutch heritage thing.

Yesterday evening after I stopped logging, I FINALLY managed to reshelve all the books in the hall. My husband and teenagers moved them almost three weeks ago so the new washer and dryer could get down the hall.

Today the kids are going to do their "weeklies" -- funny, my 4 year old just asked, "What number am I?" -- I think maybe this fall when I rearrange the work lists, I will add some token responsibilities for him and my dev delayed 8 year old. They are both motivated.

Also, I have to face reality and do something about the kitty litter box. Our cat disappeared sometime during this last chaotic hospital bit, and it's been almost a week. I think I will have to move the litter box out to the garage, though we won't give up hope completely.

The other things on the list are to vacuum thoroughly, and to call the appliance guy to convert our dryer so we can finally use it. Then this house will be almost back to its norm.

Routines and Priorities

At the Real Learning message board, I was catching up on some threads I had missed while I was gone with Aidan, and found this one called Routines. I read along for several pages before I realized that the thread was two years old and had been bumped up by Cay because she rightly thought it was timeless. What made me check the date was that I found myself reading an entry that I had written, and I didn't think I had been THAT scattered during this illness, scattered enough to write something I had no memory of.

There are lots of good nuts and bolts ideas on that thread, anyway -- check them out.

Our household routine -- chronological "spine" for the day -- has been pretty much the same for several years. It goes like this:

  • I wake up approximately when the sun rises ( 6 am in the summer, 8 am in the winter). Everyone else rises in the next hour or two after that. I go for a walk, check email, start laundry, and converse with the kids as they appear.
  • A good cooked breakfast (we have a rotating schedule for breakfasts -- Aidan likes to help me cook them and I count it as part of his occupational "curriculum").
  • Start studies -- usually about 9 am.
  • End studies about noon or1 pm, usually. High schoolers may go a bit longer. Sometimes we have afternoon "homework" if things have been off for some reason in the morning.
  • Lunch. Since we've had a cooked breakfast, I usually let the older kids get their own lunch -- sandwiches or leftovers or whatever they want to put together.
  • Afternoon down time. I try to have some things strewn to keep little ones occupied since they no longer nap. But I do nap. I usually take a bath and then read stories to the little ones before I close my eyes.
  • Up again to run errands, afternoon activities, catch up on phone calls, do household stuff, or spend some time doing projects with the kids. .... depending on what day of the week it is. Informal learning.
  • Dinner Hour: Dinner prep, tidy up, dinner, kids clean up.
  • Family time -- daughter usually plays music, others read or play. Baths and bedtime routine for little ones -- including more stories.
  • Bedtime Routine Rosary, read, 15 minute examen, talk to husband, go to sleep.

This basic spine is fairly consistent but can be flexed during life events or enriched by adding things onto the basic "pegs". I have these Priorities for "setting their feet in a spacious place". These are the foundation stones that I keep coming back to. Elizabeth has some categories at her Faithful blog.

Convalescent Mode

Things have been slow around here. I started to try to write on the timeless question “How will unschooled children learn to deal with struggle and difficulty” but couldn’t get my thoughts to connect. But anyway, Ron already gave the secret.

I’ve been putting the house back in order — re-synchronizing. Kevin has been doing all the trivial little tasks involved in incorporating a small business. You would be surprised how many there are and how readily this essentially creative, project-oriented man can cope with these Days of a Thousand Small Tasks.

The little ones have developed this edgy whine when they call out for me, which seemed to be constantly, this morning. “MOM! I need some corn flakes. MOM! You didn’t give me a drink!” (I knew I shouldn’t have written that post about our family connections. I didn’t add that sometimes connections can be at cross purposes, or even short-circuits).

So it was timely for me to read these quotes from the Natural Child Project, on Catholic Momma’s Xanga blog:

http://www.naturalchild.org/jan_hunt/new_way.html

Children deserve our best efforts to give them love and understanding at all times, even when - especially when - they are not behaving as we would wish. If we can show them compassion and understanding at those times, we can teach them by example some of the most essential ingredients of a happy life: the capacity to love others unconditionally, the willingness to offer help and express empathy at all times, and not just at those times when others are making life easy for us. If we can teach this to our children, we have given our child a priceless gift, one that will continue through the generations.

Here’s another one:
http://www.naturalchild.org/jan_hunt/looking_past.html

“Look past the behavior… what is your child feeling?” When we focus on a child’s needs and feelings, rather than the specific behavior we wish to change, we can then truly communicate our love for our child. That the behavior will then improve is almost a side issue. As Mozart wrote, “Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.” It is also the soul of parenting.

Now that you mention feelings, my children are probably feeling a bit insecure from all the comings and goings, not quite recovered from pox and needle pokes, and aware that Mama is a bit distracted with her own recuperation process. They are not expressing this in a civilized, mature manner. But then they are by definition immature, and only partially civilized. I have my whiny demanding moments too, and I don’t have their chronological justification.

It’s been hot here, which doesn’t help. It’s supposed to cool down this weekend though, and they will be past danger of infecting others, so we can get out of this house.

By next week I hope we will have normalized. But there is a season for these lulls, too.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Preparedness

My daughter wrote a nice post about Unexpected Housekeeping; her perspective on what goes on when Mom is absent. She writes:


Yes, I love housekeeping... but I'm not very good at it.

It was a bit of a surprise to reflect on that. The fact is, while I'm always helping my mother out, I rarely handle everything myself. I found that I wasn't sure about the proper way to cook many of our standard meals... that I wasn't really sure about quite a few things. In other words, while I'd just love to run my own house, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be terribly efficient.


My similar epiphany didn't come until I was married, and I didn't even have her experience with isolated chores, so she is ahead of the game compared to me. And I had never acquired a basic love or respect for the art of householding. Which meant I actually had to start from somewhere on the minus side of the scale.

But perhaps, considering her thoughts, our family life skills "curriculum" should expand to learning how to supervise and meta-maintain.

I am still learning as I go on this!

She also has a book recommendation, with which I am in accord.

Fitness Setbacks and Remedies

While I was at the hospital with Aidan, I couldn't leave the room, which meant that I had to eat the food they brought me. Yuck. Paradoxically, this led to a setback -- probably because it triggered off an emotional reaction of deprival and then when I got back home I wanted to eat everything in sight. Plus, bits-and-pieces hospital meals -- one night I had buttered pasta, corn, and a roll on my plate! -- are so carb-heavy and protein light that my blood sugar was jumping all over the place.

And finally, stuck in the room, I couldn't really exercise beyond pacing up and down in the room. I am sure the general emotional stress took its toll, too. This added up to a maintenance setback, and realizing that setbacks are probably part of the big picture, I think it's a good idea to have a plan for them.

I have read that having a plan B, a method of getting back on track after setbacks, is a good thing. I know I have a plan like this for homeschooling and for housekeeping. Here's a couple of articles:

Overcoming weight loss setbacks

Readers' best maintenance tips
Getting back on track

I also read that maintenance is much like weight loss --in fact, it should be a continuation of it. This is similar to an insight my daughter shared with me -- that if you live a healthy lifestyle, then the whole weight question will take a back seat to the habits that get you to and keep you at the optimum weight. Two things I've learned about this:

  • You don't want to feel deprived. Honestly, this is a biggie for me -- this hospital experience just confirmed it. Maybe other people don't have deprivation issues, but I do. It is probably because I feel so absolutely wretched when my blood sugar is low -- shakes, weakness, depression, hunger pangs, the whole thing. I should have brought almonds with me or trail mix. At the time, I think I was thinking that it would be good for me to deal with relying on strangers for nourishment. Well, I learned that is not safe. Not at this point. Advice to self: Next time bring a survival kit.
  • You want to keep larger goals in mind than simple weight loss. In other words, weight loss is more of a byproduct of staying healthier in general. There is a balance somewhere between obsessing, and not paying enough attention. I find this to be true of my religious faith, homeschooling, house maintenance, child-raising and all the other marathon-type things in my life. The Plan has to include some room for falling down and getting back on one's feet again. Perfection is really not a realistic plan. .... it shortcircuits excellence.

“In order to go on living one must try to escape the death involved in perfectionism.” (Hannah Arendt)


So about goal setting -- a couple more articles:

Setting and Achieving Health-Related Goals
Setting Realistic Fitness Goals

Also, I am not a runner -- hiking is more my speed -- but I have been finding encouragement in reading the Runner's World magazine (my relatives have some back issues at the lakeshore cabin I was staying at with Aidan). It contains lots of articles about health, eating habits, fitness tips, and exercises routines, without the intense body-image focus of women's magazine. So to me, it provides a more holistic approach. I like reading articles about the runners' lifestyle, but I bet there are dancing magazines, mountain climbing magazines or other kinds of fitness-oriented periodicals that would be inspiring to people who like different kinds of active hobbies.

Wednesday Work

I decided to keep a log of what I am doing today to tackle our cleaning crisis

This is something that's often been helpful to me when I am transitioning, or have to catch up on something, or refocus. That is, keeping a log. It helps me be more aware of patterns and of just what I am asking of myself (or my kids or husband or whatever. So I'm counting this as a Works for Me Wednesday.

Anyway, this is the list of things I did between about 8: 30 and 10:30. I woke up at about 6:30 but spent the first two hours hanging around with Aidan and catching up on my blog reading and writing, making coffee, talking to Kevin, and drinking coffee.

Since then:

  • Scoured upstairs toilet
  • Changed the master bed sheets and Aidan's bedding
  • brought blankets downstairs to wash
  • Got Aidan's meds and his breakfast
  • Tidied floor upstairs -- threw away trash and put away toys and other things.
  • Straightened desktop
  • Told Kieron to straighten his bedside and make his bed-- supervised and encouraged
  • Gathered various cups and bowls from convalescence and brought them downstairs
  • Hung up laundry (we still don't have a working dryer)
  • Wiped the tops of the banisters
  • Tidied the "music center"
  • Broke down the computer boxes from the computer system Kevin bought for his graphics designer
  • Took them out to garage for kindling in the fall
  • Took out the bathroom trash
  • Wiped the trash bucket in the bathroom
  • Scrubbed the sink and spot-mopped the bathroom floor
  • Tidied shelves in bathroom.
  • Got dressed to shoes and put on moisturizer. Never mind hair right now.

Then I went downstairs and :

  • Straightened and cleared basket by entrance (see header)
  • Ate breakfast (stirfry chicken and vegetables)
  • Washed, dried and put away pots and pans
  • Picked up trash on floor of garage and kitchen
  • Rinsed and put away collection of recyclables from when I was gone (I need to add this to the regular chore list)
  • Unpacked hospital baggage
  • Brought folded laundry downstairs
  • Tidied sideboard -- made a pile of things for the library, brought up books and things that belonged upstairs
  • Straightened mudroom, dropped stray shoes in baskets
  • Added some things to Goodwill bag
  • Made more coffee
  • Boys unloaded dishwasher
  • Clare loaded dishwasher and rinsed sink
  • Made shopping list for market run later today
  • Comforted Paddy who needed attention and got breakfast for him (he had oriental, too)

Then I checked to make sure Aidan was OK outside with Brendan keeping an eye on him, and went back upstairs carrying the vacuum and:

  • Tidied storage area behind our bed
  • Tidied floor of closet
  • Vacuumed bathroom and master bedroom with hose attachment
  • talked to Paddy who was playing a flash game and assuring me it was not violent
  • Talked to Clare who politely asked if I needed anything in the bathroom before she took a bath.

That bring us to now! 10:39!

Meanwhile Kevin has been making business calls and setting up accounts, and giving programming work to Liam (who works for him part time) Sean is reading Harry Potter, Kieron is playing Mario and Aidan is watching him.

I will probably continue the log just for the archives, but in another post : ).

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Downstairs, 11 am

  • looked at some photos with Aidan -- he wanted to see the pictures I took of the "light and the phone" at the hospital.
  • Went outside with Aidan. While he played, I looked at housekeeping lists on my PDA and read a bit of my mystery (Elizabeth Peters).
  • Went back inside and typed phone numbers into the PDA
  • Drank a couple of cups of water as Flylady recommends : )
  • Fixed lunch for myself (half ham and cheese sandwich with lettuce).
  • Cleaned up the outside fridge a bit and threw a couple of outdated things away.
  • Made chili and chips for Aidan.
  • Kevin talked to me about historical remedies for heat stroke, like drinking wine with olive oil (Romans) and bleeding and friction (middle ages)
  • Paddy wanted me to see what he was doing with the playdough and his "maginary friends".
  • I straightened the loveseat cover and then Paddy wanted to sit down there with me. I sit with him and rub his back, noticing that he is rather grubby after not having a bath since I left for the hospital.
  • Now Paddy is making a "castle" with the playdough.
  • I scrubbed the sink in the kitchen and did some more straightening and organizing.
  • I straighened and wiped down the laundry room.

  • Went upstairs and tidied the bathroom while running a bath.
  • I have the bath, wash hair and change clothes.
  • Now thirsty, I drink 3 cups of water.
  • I decide to bathe Paddy and put him in there despite protests. He resigns himself and plays with the bath animals, drawing their adventures to my attention.
  • I get Paddy out; Paddy and Aidan play flash Veggiettales games on the computer
  • I lie down to rest.
  • Paddy wants me to read, so I read to him for about half an hour, pausing occasionally as Clare and Kevin come to talk to me.
  • Paddy goes off to play with Clare and I managed to nap for 20 minutes
  • The phone rings, waking me up. Then Paddy and Aidan both do their bit to get me up and about.
  • Clare is playing the violin.

  • Hungry, I make myself a small hot dog with bread and a bit of cheese.
  • Now it's time for Aidan's medicine, which he gulps down bravely.
  • I give him a few M&Ms.
  • We go to the library to pick up some requests that have arrived, and then to the market to buy drinks since Aidan needs to drink lots of fluid because of the large doses of Acyclovir he is taking, and we don't have much to drink around the house.
  • We get home and I stay outside for a few minutes with Aidan. Then he comes in and settles down to drink lots of orange juice. Some of the kids watch the LOTR cartoon and others read. Aidan wanders around.
  • I write this and plan dinner.

That brings us up to now -- 3:30 and I think that's enough trivial journalling for one day. Enough to provide a picture. There's still some "hot spots" around the house but it does look better.

I will be making dinner; we're planning a story meeting; and Sean has football practice, but Kevin will take him there. I really ought to fit in some walking and my Rosary.

Faith is right in the comment on my last post. It looks like a lot. It was a busy day, but not really a HARD one. There are so many little things that make a difference, but cumulatively.