The last few weeks were so busy, I was really glad we got a weekend with nothing really on the books.
Friday night, there isn't a photo to prove it, but the kids went to a parent night at Kid Strong and we went to Top Golf. I love Top Golf, but really wish you could just book an hour slot. By the second hour my swing isn't as strong and Jeremy has a better shot at beating me!
I've got a secret party trick of being decent at driving. Jeremy says I play golf like an old man, always consistent and straight. I blame that on being friends with a lot of the golf team in college. I'd go to the driving range and video them so they could see their swing, the benefit if I was taught how to swing a club by the college golf team.
This month at work we have a ton of fun dress up days for the teachers, our principal does this once or twice a year. This particular week was dress like the students, the long socks had to be taken from the husband who is more inclined to changes in sock culture. It took forever to pry black ankle socks from hands.
I may not be a favorite of my children's teachers for this, but I've used it for years. Harry struggles with fine motor skills and this helped him as a beginning writer. If you're struggling with handwriting, or just generally being overwhelmed by a writing task - prewrite it in yellow marker or highlighter.
By the time they hit 4th grade, and even 3rd I see this diminish. However, little boys, especially the neurodivergent type, hate to write. It's tedious, their hands aren't ready to write (yet American school curriculum pushes skills that are never appropriate), and they get frustrated. I have done this more with spelling lists and short answer writing. But seeing what they need to do and not a blank page helps.
It also helps tremendouly with learning spacing.
Now with older kids and spacing, I've used graph paper. By 4th grade spacing between words can be more of an issue than just getting all those letter on the paper.
The temps dropped by down on Sunday, so Elliot insisted we go to the park.
However, only Harrison and I went on a walk. Ellit got on his scooter and closed off those useless little boys ears, then promptly sped away. We watched him cross the road as we were jogging and yelling behind him, and he was quickly out of sight and on his own.
Harrison kept making me promise that if we got to the car and didn't see him that I had to call Daddy and tell him we lost Elliot.
But in true Elliot fashion, we finally got back to the car and there he was waiting. He said he told everyone in the park hello. When I gave my rant about kidnapping he just assured me that he wasn't kidnapped and acted like Harrison and I were overreacting.
Typical.
I really thought that if anything the geese would have slowed him down. Especially after how he reacted to being chased by that squirrel last time.