Nope, not going to happen” was my consistent response to my husband when he put homeschooling on the table. He always reminded me that I have a Masters of Science in Education, and I would remind him of my spastic organizational skills. Privatized education, at-home learning, and the public education system; we explored them all, landing on the path we both walked as kids, public school.
I have escorted three of my children through the doors of elementary school, and left them for hours. With my oldest two it was only for two hours and 45 minutes. But this year I sent my five-year-old darling away for the whole day. For the 2015-16 school year, Oregon joined a slew of other states implementing full-day kindergarten, and it touts a banquet of benefits. There is more routine, better opportunity for social development, and longer instruction time for to the newest generation entering academia.
Our children are still learning to brush their hair, but we are asked to send them away for the entire day. Are they ready? Here are some tips from the trenches, and some recommendations from the lovely woman who spends 6 hours a day, 5 days a week with my daughter; one of your very own Oregon full-day kindergarten teachers.
Wean Your Would-be Kindergartner From Naps
Trust me, I begrudgingly enforced this last summer, but I can’t imagine how my daughter would have done in full-day kindergarten if I hadn’t. She was falling asleep when she got home into October, and once she even fell asleep in class. I told her she doesn’t need to be embarrassed, but we need to stay awake to learn. I empathize, and tell her it used to happen to me all the time. I just don’t let her know I was in high school.
Count All the Things! At least up to 20
1…2…3…apples, books, or people in line in front of us. You can practice this skill virtually anywhere. Equipping your emerging learner with the skill of counting to 20 will have them ready to take on the world of mathematics…Continue Reading @ The Portland Moms Blog.
I am a survivor of what felt like a plague that left us quarantined from the rest of the world until it could be eradicated. An infestation of the dreaded pest all elementary school parents fear—LICE.
My kids have come home from school with the parasitic pests three times, and always in the colder months. As one of those who has walked the dreaded road of late-night nitpicking, I offer you this mom’s survival guide for lice.
Don’t expect a notice from the child’s school to warn you that they have been exposed. Apparently, some school districts see that as a violation of privacy. If you notice that your child’s classroom that was once filled with long flowing hair and Biberish boy haircuts, is suddenly packed with short bobs and shaved heads, consider that a warning.
Check behind your child’s ears and at the nape of their neck regularly. This can be done in mere seconds when you brush their hair, or they are sitting on your lap while watching a movie. You may feel a bit like a mama monkey, but your kids will get used to you just taking a peek to make sure they aren’t infested with ghastly blood sucking creatures. If you catch it early, it is so much easier to get rid of and keep them from spreading…
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“Some days, I can’t help but wonder if my lovable, baby-fat-losing three-year-old is out to get me. How about you? They say that the twos are terrible, but once these cuties turn three they’ve leveled up. While they love their mamas fiercely, their verbal, physical, and emotional skills are growing and opening doors to all types of new behaviors. When posed with something that comes against what these adorable little ones’ desire, their “I’ll show you” game is strong. It can’t be escaped. The statistics provide little hope; 100 out of 100 mothers are likely to be the victim of #threeyearoldvengeance.
Documented acts of appropriate parental action countered by the wrath of three-year-old vengeance include, but are not limited to, the following:
1.You told me to stay in my room during rest time. I peed in my box of blocks and made you search for the source of the smell.
2. You put me in a shopping cart and didn’t let me run wild to touch whatever I wanted. I kicked you in the stomach at least once an aisle for good measure.
3. You made a well rounded dinner I didn’t like. I hid in the bathroom with a jar of peanut butter, and scooped it out with my hands.
4. You made me a healthy lunch option instead of buying me a kids meal on our 11 hour road trip. I threw your non-greasy selection out the window…”
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