Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Of Tricks, Treats and Batiks

Lest anyone think that we forgot Halloween this year, fear not!


This year, Finn was a Minecraft piggy and Larkin was Katara, from the fantastic animated series Avatar: The Last Airbender. And, dang it, I have to include one of the back of Larkin's head because that hairstyle was not easy!


Emile enjoyed making the pig head, but next year we really want to help Finn figure out a costume that does not obstruct his vision... he had a great time, but it could have been better.

When not preparing these fantastic costumes, we have been working on a batik project using water soluble glue rather than wax (much more kid friendly). We practised on some leftover toddler-sized white shirts from our days of dying past:








Larkin enjoyed designing, gluing and painting hers from start to finish (somehow I can't find the picture I'm sure I took of hers). Finn wanted me to do the glue outlines while he painted (or sprayed) on the colour (those lizards are his handiwork).

Monday, November 17, 2014

IKR? SMH...

I can't remember what amusing incident sparked this.

Finn: LOL
Me: Do you know what that means?
Larkin: Laughing out loud! OMG!
Me: And that is...?
Finn [rolling on the floor and giggling]: Oh. My. God.
Me: I think you mean ROFL. Do you know that one?
Finn: ... ruffle your tail feathers?
Me: Yeah, pretty much.


Friday, October 31, 2014

Many Happy Returns

Apparently, I have been so swept up in the living of life that I've been lapse in recording it. Ah well. This will read much like a travel log, since that is how we have been spending a great deal of our time.

In August, we put our passports to good use (after being told by the border patrol that we really ought to take the time to sign them... whoops) and spent a week with my family by the Shuswap lake in B.C. It was wonderful to connect with family I haven't seen in many years, most of whom had never met Larkin and Finn.


We were suitably wowed by the spread at Auntie Barb and Uncle Don B.'s annual fish feed and wild game dinners, the kids went on countless tubing rides courtesy of infinitely patient cousin Ken, I experienced the daunting nightly Canadian happy hours for the first time as a card-carrying adult, Jim and I hiked through some pretty awesome nearby alpine meadows, we took a day trip to Salmon Arm and drove by what used to be my grandparents' house (sniff), and the whole trip felt like the perfect backdrop for my Uncle Don L.'s memorial service.

Finn still (seemingly at random) reminisces about his time on the lake with Ken and how he and Uncle Don B. calculated that he must be one quarter Canadian. Larkin was especially thrilled to get in a whole week of water play, with the bonus of similarly-aged cousin Katey. Emile wishes he had gotten up on those skis at least once.


And this. This is how I remember childhood vacations:

In September, we were off to UROCK, the unschoolers yurt campout at the Oregon coast that has become an annual highlight of Larkin's and Finn's summers. They spent the long weekend playing at the beach, making countless s'mores by the campfire, exploring the wildlife trails through the bush behind our yurt, and reconnecting with friends that they don't get to see nearly as often as they would like.

This year, as an added bonus, Emile and I also got a chance for a short huckleberry-intensive visit with two of our favorite people!

Helen Fey and Danelle had recently moved to the area and it was so nice to catch up with them again.

In October, Emile had to go down to San Francisco for an all-hands work meeting. Unfortunately (ahem), there was a big sales conference going on at the same time and the only room they were able to find for him was the "Kids Suite" at a swank downtown hotel. After assuring them he could suffer through the accommodation, we decided we might as well all go.

The kids and I went to the Exploratorium, many little art galleries (the stand-outs being Dr. Seuss, an exhibit of photographs of the Beatles, and Picasso), toured Alcatraz, visited the Conservatory of Flowers which had an exhibit on carnivorous plants, and wandered in Golden Gate Park. All while being shocked at how expensive everything in the city was. Then Finn and Larkin went off for two nights with the San Jose cousins and left me to fend for myself in the city for a day. I walked to the City Lights book store (uphill, both ways!) and wandered the Yerba Buena Gardens, then Emile and I went out for a delicious big-city dinner.

It was a fantastic trip, but we were all pretty ready to go home to the forest at the end of the week.

Next week, we're off to Boston (!) to visit Emile's brother, his wife and our (relatively) new niece, Ellory. Then maybe we'll stay home for a few months and work on some of those projects we've been hoping to tackle.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Second Language Acquisition

Ha ha! Just kidding. Pig Latin probably doesn't count, right?

Finn just sort of blew my mind by remarking that "Ebay" is "be" in pig latin. How had I never noticed this before? Perhaps there is more zen to the art of internet auction sales than I realized.

In other (still somewhat deceptive) second language news, Larkin (and Finn to a slightly lesser degree) has been very interested in learning sign language recently. I've been pleased with how much I am able to dredge up from those long ago junior high school years when I attended the local target school for deaf students. My old sign language dictionary has been pulled from bookshelf obscurity and put to good use.

Monday, June 30, 2014

Picture Perfect

This month, we applied for our passports. So this happened:

Emile totally got his serial killer on. Granted, he had a raging sinus infection and trimming the beard just wasn't on the top of his priority list. The rest of us have no excuse.

In totally unrelated photographic news, one night before bed I showed Finn how to reverse the camera on my phone so as to facilitate the taking of selfies. I hesitate to admit in public that I just recently figured this out myself and previously thought other people were just really good at centering themselves in their own pictures.

So this happened:


 You're welcome.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Confucius Say

Tonight, over dinner, we were discussing all the things that Larkin and Finn now do for themselves that they used to need Emile and I for. Specifically, Larkin was explaining why it was sometimes nice to have us read a book even if she could read it herself.

Emile (in his best Buddha voice): Do you not know the essence of the universe, young one?

Larkin (immediately): Quarks?

Emile (losing his sonorous tone in his surprise/confusion): Well, yes, unless you believe the string theorists... but I meant Change, grasshopper!

Larkin: I was pretty sure it was quarks. Unless they've recently discovered something smaller that Jenny doesn't know about yet.

Clearly, philosophical grounding has not been a focus at our house lately.

Monday, May 26, 2014

Roads Go Ever Ever On

It occurred to me about a week ago (coincidentally when I was home alone for 5 days with no car) that we have lived here almost 15 years and Never Walked To Town. Today, we remedied this egregious oversight.

Our plan was to walk to The Grotto, Talent's fabulous pizzeria, but were very disappointed upon arrival to discover that they were closed for Memorial Day. We managed to walk a bit further and found an open restaurant for a late lunch.

I had thought that the kids would probably be done at this point and they would hang out with Emile while I walked back home to get the car and pick them up. Another short walk brought us to the library park where we lounged in the shade and did a bit of reading.


As it turns out, a short rest resulted in everyone being ready to forge homeward. We took a different way home on back roads, some of which we hadn't actually travelled before. It turned out that one of the roads from my not-so-smart phone's map was really a private driveway. We met Patches, the very friendly farmer, on his tractor and after a short chat he told us we were welcome to trespass any time.

The round trip was about 7 miles... definitely a new record for Larkin and Finn. I'm excited that I can now widen my hike parameters past the 3-4 mile hikes I had been focused on.

In totally unrelated news, the kids and I were recently waiting for some car maintenance at the mechanic. I was reading The Hobbit aloud (again!), Finn was playing on the iPad and (unbeknownst to Finn and I until later) Larkin was drawing Finn's portrait. She had picked up a crumpled, waxy piece of paper from the floor of the car and a random pencil.

I was pretty darn impressed with her first ever portrait effort. We stopped to pick up some better pencils and drawing paper on the way home.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Fun With Uncle Felix

Technically, a few other people were involved in some of this fun, but it seems like certain things only happen when Felix is around. We recently had a decidedly action-packed trip to the coast.

The visit started off with a real splash. Felix, Jim, Larkin, Finn and I went for a hike down to Jim's pond. There were rumors of a native newt we were hoping to catch a glimpse of.

At some point, the search devolved into a splashing contest between Felix and Finn. Unfortunately, my camera and I had moved on, but if you look closely at the above picture you can see the large stick Felix used to press unfair advantage on Finn. At some point, Finn stepped back to escape a splash and ended up (with what was reported to be a priceless expression) on his back in the pond. Felix hauled him out by his overall straps and they trooped back to the house somewhat sheepishly.

Shortly thereafter, Jim presented Larkin and Finn with a treasure map.


When they puzzled out the figure and adventured to the X, they discovered...


a potato patch! They were surprisingly un-disappointed and set about digging up their earthy treasures.

This treasure hunt reminded me that I had been wanting to design a scavenger hunt for Larkin and Finn. So Felix distracted the kids by responding to the sidewalk chalk insults left by the natives...


and I wrote up about 25 clues and hid them around the house and property. The hunt went quicker than I expected... there was barely a pause to read a clue before they were off to the next location.

Above you can see how well Finn contains enthusiasm. My moment of glory came when they discovered the penultimate clue:

Yes, I had snuck the final clue in Finn's back pocket while he was playing outside so it had been right there the whole time. Man, I'm good. As all good scavenger hunts must, this one ended in the rum cabinet.

  
Jim and Felix had managed to pull together a prize basket remarkably quickly... it is amazing what childhood treasures a junk drawer contains.

If you look closely at the photo of the loot, you'll notice an innocuous light purple plastic disk. When inverted and placed on a hard surface, it pops quite a ways into the air when it rights itself.

Felix, dutiful uncle, demonstrated that when the disk is placed on a soft, fleshy surface it creates a powerful suction from which it is almost impossible to break free. And thus, the term "hicky" was introduced into my children's vocabulary.

To be fair, Finn and Larkin were not the only ones bearing this mark of shame. When we went out to dinner that evening, Felix still had a faint circle in the middle of his forehead.

During one of their frequent wrestling bouts, Finn found himself held fast over Felix's shoulder, unable to break free. After a short struggle, he realized he had only one course of action left available to him: he reached down to Felix's waist and administered a mighty wedgie. Felix, of course, was in a perfect position to retaliate in kind and they proceeded to prance around the room in a dance of Mutually Assured Wedgie Destruction until a tentative truce was formed. I'm afraid I was not quick enough with the camera... in this case, a video surely would have been worth a thousand words.

After all this action, we were all ready for some down time. Some time for peaceful contemplation. Quiet retrospection. A nice, relaxing round of Hog-Tie The Children.

As it turned out, none of the adults could tie a knot that would keep either kid secure for more than a couple of minutes. Who would have thought this would be the most recent outlet for a little friendly sibling rivalry? "Tie me up now!" "No! It's my turn!"

Monday, April 21, 2014

We Got Game!

Everyone in our house now enjoys fun, complicated games like Settlers of Catan:

And even Talisman:


The latter is (obviously! Look at all those pieces!) fairly complicated, not to mention a whole whack of math and reading fun. It has a large battling element (think Dungeons and Dragons) which is *exactly* what Finn looks for in a game.

I am the reigning Catan champion, but Larkin won her first (epic, 5 hour) game of Talisman courtesy of casting a lucky spell in a crash ending.

Finn was adoringly examining the Talisman box after our game and was horrified to discover that it is for ages 12 and up: "Good thing we don't play by the rules at our house!"

Jeepers Creepers

In the afterglow of our gremlin project, we discovered that our almost-seven-year-old friend had a Minecraft creeper pillow on his birthday wishlist. Minecraft is awesome for sewing projects-- it's all about the squares!

So we cut it...

Then stitched it...

And stuffed it...

Et voila!

Super creepy sleeping aid. It turns out the birthday boy's brother was also a big fan-- he special ordered a Minecraft piggy pillow:

Finn is making idle noises about selling some stuffed creations at Friday markets this summer alongside Larkin and her bead bugs.

And, yes, we prefer to sew in our pajamas, thank you very much.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Don't Feed Them After Midnight!

Recently, Larkin and Finn found this book that Emile had given me years ago, describing how to make various stuffed creatures. They were very excited to try their hand at making their very own plushies.

Emile has been gone most of the last month (new job! Huzzah!), so the kids and I had lots of time to get our gremlins on.


They chose their fabric, cut out the pieces and did all the machine sewing... except for a bit of tricky seamwork around the bottom grommet. Larkin did all of her top stitching as well, while Finn wanted a bit of help after sewing the eyes on himself.


We used mung beans at the ends of their limbs and in their bottoms so they can sit on their own. I think they turned out quite well. Finn, who is not normally a particularly crafty child, chatted the whole time we were working on the project about how much fun he was having and what we might make next.


I think he liked it.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Learning to Read...

("... But I ain't got wings..." I know that my age is showing, but in my head Tom Petty sings this post title.)

Larkin and Finn have been doing tons of reading for a long time now, mostly in little pieces: signs, book titles, food labels, etc. However, neither of them were labelling themselves "readers." I was beginning to think that until they could read as fluently as Emile and I, they would continue to announce to the world at large that they couldn't read. And, I admit, that admission was starting to make me a little uncomfortable in public.

A few months ago, I felt like their interest level and readiness had peaked and I mentioned an on-line reading program that I had seen recommended several times on unschooling mailing lists. Reading Eggs is essentially a series of progressively more advanced reading lessons for young children. Finn is at the higher end of their suggested age range, but neither he nor Larkin have felt patronized by the program.

I have LOVED this experience. I feel like it has given me a much clearer look into how Larkin and Finn are learning to read and it has been remarkably fun watching them amaze themselves with their new Mad Skillz.

So... Larkin and Finn have come at reading from two very different directions. Larkin has been sounding out words for years-- mastering all the sounds various letters and letter combinations can make in sequence. She could sound a word out with the best of them... but, until recently, she had no idea what word she was saying. In fact, it had been a favourite game for quite a while for Larkin to sound out a word while Finn would tell her what word she had read. She had no concept of "sight words..." words like "the" were painstakingly sounded out every time.

Finn, on the other hand, couldn't sound anything out to save his life, but had learned tons of words in context from day to day life. Okay, the day to day life of someone who particularly enjoys video games. :) Words like "continue," "player," "again," "open," and "game" were part of his handy repertoire. When faced with words he didn't know, he would look at the end and the beginning of the word and make a wild guess. Something like "weird" was just as likely to be "weathered" or "world" or "word." Vowel sounds, especially, were completely interchangeable in his mind. Bed, bad and bid? Probably identical. With context clues, he was pretty good... without, a bit of a wild card.

Larkin and Finn have never had any kind of academic lesson or test. I was honest when I presented Reading Eggs... I told them that it was essentially a series of lessons designed by people who wanted to make learning to read more like a game for kids. They were super enthusiastic. I told them we could start at the beginning of the program or they could take a test and be placed at whichever level seemed appropriate to their current reading level. I was a little surprised at just how excited they both were to take the test. It may have been a life experience thing: People on TV take tests! Let's see what that's like!

It was surprisingly hard (for all of us) to keep quiet and let the test-taker proceed as directed. We were using our iPad, all snuggled up in bed, but they were determined to follow directions and not give or get any help so they would be placed appropriately. They both tested more than halfway through the program, much to their surprise and delight.

I definitely set a precedent there. They love "doing" Reading Eggs, but they don't just pick it up randomly as I imagined they might. They request it and we pile into bed and they take turns doing levels while we all snuggle and watch and laugh at the silly animations. The Rules have evolved such that we're all allowed to pitch in as desired in the levels, but the quizzes at the end of every 10 levels are a strictly solo event. We have probably been getting through 5-7 lessons every week since starting the program (just as a reference, the lessons started out taking about half an hour and now are probably down to 15-20 minutes each).

I was amused/surprised at how Larkin and Finn's approach to these games/lessons differed from what I would have expected... or perhaps from how I would have approached them in school. As an example, there are some games that ask you to match a word to its illustration. If you hover over the word, it is read aloud to you. I actually found myself getting frustrated with how long the kids were taking on those levels... I mean, it's not rocket science to hover over a word and then match it to a picture, right?!? Then I realized that Larkin and Finn were both figuring out what they thought the word was *before* hovering over it to check their work. They weren't trying to get through the level as fast as possible; they were actually using the lesson as a tool to learn how to read. Thank goodness I can (usually) manage to keep my mouth shut while figuring this stuff out.

It has also been interesting to see how differently Larkin and Finn approach the games. Larkin wants to get the right answer. She looks at everything pretty carefully before choosing her answer and whacks herself in the forehead or makes a disgruntled noise when she makes a mistake. Finn, on the other hand, makes exactly one mistake for each new type of game. He also looks at everything pretty carefully before choosing his answer, but then he deliberately clicks on a wrong answer just to see what the animation and/or sound clip associated with a mistake is. Then there is usually a certain amount of laughing and falling off the bed before the level can proceed.

I really think we introduced this at the right moment for both Larkin and Finn. It probably would have been more frustrating than fun even just a year ago. Finn can now sound out words like a champ, and Larkin has built up a considerable collection of words that she can read on sight.

Mostly, it has been a huge confidence booster for both of them. Once, Finn said that Reading Eggs really taught him to read. I told him that, in my opinion, Reading Eggs was a big help while he was learning to read. Semantics? Maybe. But that feeling of ownership over such a big thing (Learning To Read!!) is huge. Neither Larkin nor Finn describe themselves as non-readers any more. They may still be slightly behind their school-aged peers (although I honestly don't have any idea what their school-aged peers are supposed to be reading), but learning to read was never a struggle for them. In some ways, Reading Eggs is as traditional as can be: a reading curriculum, complete with quizzes and points that you earn by completing levels. But the freedom to come to it (or not) when it felt useful to them makes all the difference. Reading was not a lesson imposed upon them, but a skill they gained over time and with interest. That's a big part of what makes this so exciting for me-- that is what I want learning to be!

Yesterday, in the car, Finn asked me what a "phthalate" was. Disregarding the obvious question of what exactly we're leaving in our back seat, yeah, I think the kid can read.