Crazy Happens Here

We had parent teacher conferences. I openly complained about how the rescorce room isn't challenging enough for my kids and how their methods continue to push my kids further behind their classmates. I will admit, my kids are way too quiet. They have some how developed a shyness which makes them terrified in front of people. Terrified to the point where they can't think, it's like a deer crossing the road at night when it looks up and sees the bright lights of an on coming car. They can't move. It takes them way too long before they get comfortable enough to start sharing and by then the school year is ready to end. 

I discovered that all three of them are weak in the exact same areas. So now, we have to have school on Saturdays. Well, not at school, at home and not all day just for an hour. I am hoping that this doesn't confuse them. Common Core uses new methods for teaching math than what we were traditionally taught. So when we try to reinforce the math lessons it's often a very different way then the school showed them and we wind up with confused kids and confused parents. So I don't know how this will turn out but welcome to it. 

Our Niece Is Back!

Her mother is going through some stuff and needs to "figure out" some things. We are more than willing to help by bringing her beautiful child into our home. I wish we had the room for a more long term arrangement, but, when our new bundle of joy arrives we won't have enough seats in our car and depending on the sex of our new born we won't have the bedroom space. We, the wife and I, are divided as to what we want to do. So when we are divided we don't do anything and we agreed to stick to these reasons publicly until we have found common ground, meaning one or both of us has changed our minds.

Lesson from church

In church we had an unusual combination for the third hour. All the teenagers joined all the adults to talk about genealogy. T didn't find it interesting at all. I however found myself intently listening. As the bishop was sharing stories from his ancestory, and finding that he was related to more than one family in the congregation, I wanted stories like that. Great, great, great grandma Betsy traveling to the west was run over by a wagon and broke her leg and still walked across the wilderness. So to help find the stories like that from both my wife's ancestors and mine, I ask that you create an account on familysearch.org. Now if you are not a member of my church try it anyway then help us link our generations with pictures and stories. If you can't creat an account that's ok, just send me you stories and I will do the rest. These family stories help to create identity and character, things I desperately want in my children.