Saturday, December 4, 2010

early snow

sabin and nicoline by the lake
snow angel #1 - sabin
snow angel #2 - nicoline
two snow angels
that's not at all an open spot of water behind them where Far fell in.
or maybe it is.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

This morning after my iPhone alarm went off, I previewed my mail, skimmed new tweets and reluctantly looked at my news feed on Facebook to see what was going on in the world.  7 minutes later, I canceled the snooze and made myself a promise - I would leave the iPhone and computer alone until I got the boys to school.  It always seems like watching YouTube over breakfast or playing a quick game of Angry Birds before putting on shoes makes us late.  And I hate running late.  And we've been running late a lot lately.

I came downstairs to find Owen watching YouTube already.  It was early,  though, and I poured him a bowl of cereal.  Told him he could keep watching as long as he was EATING his breakfast.  The boy often gets so focused on the video, he forgets there are cereal bits getting soggy right in front of him.  Who can blame him?  That's one compelling round of Lego guys blowing each other up into stop-motion nonsense bits. 

My phone squeaks with a new mail.  Irresistable.  Let's just peek.  Oooo, one of my items sold on Amazon!  But why is the credited amount for a $15 Wii game $30?  Expedited shipping!  The buyer wants the game right away.  Hmmmm... I wonder which shipping company I should use.  USPS?  FedEx?  Does Jason have a nice puffy envelope, or can I find one here?  I wonder where the buyer is?  If they're nearby, maybe I could get away with sending Priority Mail.  Need to login on the computer to see where the buyer is.  But the YouTube video drones on and, well, the boys seems to be eating his cereal.

At 8:28am, I announce that after THIS video, we'll turn off the You Tube and put on shoes to leave for school.  I like to be in the car at 8:42.   At 8:32 I get my chance to peek at where the buyer of the Wii game is.  Michigan, hmmmm.  "Get your shoes on, boys!"  I sign off on one last agenda and make sure library books are stowed in the correct backpacks.  I go fetch the sold Wii game off the shelf and tell Owen that he sold it.  He eagerly begins mentally spending the money.  The gmail video chat ring starts.  I think to myself, "So much for ignoring my communications devices during the morning rush."  But it's only 8:34, we've got just a couple minutes to hear the happy birthday wish and giggle at Sabin's sweet voice.  "Finnegan, get your shoes on!"

The boys arrived at school with 5 minutes to get in there, put things away and be seated.  This is typical.  We don't get tardies.  But wouldn't a few more minutes make everything better?  I bid them farewell with my usual words of wisdom.  "Make it a great day!"  "Make good choices."  "I'll see you after school."  "I love you!"  When they don't respond, I put on my little voice and say, "Have a great day Mom, we love you, too!"  They grin and roll their eyes at me and tumble out of the car.  Owen has some sort of grudge against Finn as they run to the door.  He starts swinging his backpack in circles that hit Finn in the back.  I roll down the window and say, "Owen, I can see you right now!  Santa Claus is watching you, too"  Sheesh.  I drive away, my heart swelling over two crazy, rowdy boys I had no idea I could love so much.

Owen is in 3rd grade.  He could be in 4th grade at 9 1/2 years old, but I held him back.  I sent him to Alternative Kindergarten when he was old enough for Kindergarten.  My thinking?  He's emotionally immature.  Still sucking his thumb.  Stuttering.  Still taking afternoon naps.  He can't handle all-day school.  Academically?  He was ready.  He's always been in the top tier of students in his class.  Reading at a higher level than others.  Performing complex math functions that leave his dad and I scratching our heads.

This year, he's not performing in the top tier.  He's in the middle reading group.  And it's taking him forever to complete reading comprehension tests.  And he sat for 30 minutes twirling a pencil one day while he was supposed to be doing a speed math sheet.  His teacher told us these stories and others at our conference two nights ago.  She was describing the boy I know.  She said quietly and calmly that he's the most unfocused child she's ever had in the 3rd grade. She's been teaching for 17 years.  She said she's not a doctor and can't diagnose A.D.D.  But she then gave us a folder full of teacher assessments of Owen.  All aimed at illustrating for a doctor, a child who should have some medication to help him focus.

I did not burst into tears.  Because none of this is a surprise to me.  This is the Owen I know.  Teacher described other kids who went on medication and magically turned things around.  She pointed out that 4th grade will be harder.  And 5th grade, harder yet.  And she also said that Owen is even smarter than other kids she's seen with this problem.  Was she pouring syrupy sweetness on a bitter situation by saying that?  Who knows?

I let the whole thing sink in for a day.  I sat at the park yesterday and Googled A.D.D. on my iPhone.  A skimmed again.  Seems they put A.D.H.D labels on kids with just the attention deficit thing.  I will say, though, that Owen's problem doesn't seem to be hyperactivity.  In fact, I'd consider him to be slow-moving and a bit lazy.  But they did say that A.D.D. kids often seemed "in a fog."

I often ask Owen to join me on my planet.  He understands what I mean.  When he's sitting there with YouTube on over his breakfast, he's very far away.  I can ask, "Do you want more cereal?" in audible tones and he won't even hear me.  This is a kid who can't focus?  No.  This is a kind who doesn't wanna focus on the things we ask him to focus on.  He doesn't wanna focus on 3rd grade.  But he does want to please us. 

And speaking of living in a fog.  His mother is making a smashing success of that.  I didn't want to focus on 3rd grade, either.  I don't wanna focus on making them do their spelling words or math flashcards.  The A.D.D. article I skimmed on my phone (I didn't wanna read or focus on too many of the details, just ones that I found interesting) told me that folks with A.D.D. often are disorganized and cluttered.  Um, hello!  We just cleared the table last night for a card game with the boys.  And on the table now?  The playing cards, the worksheets I found in the boys' bags, my grocery list, a nail clipper, that Wii game I need to ship and an address label.  My breakfast tray & milk glass and a pencil.  My laptop that I'm typing on right now.  And Owen's toy machine gun.  Clutter Queen.

So do I need to medicate the boy?  My own experience with medications tells me that I should avoid that at all costs.  It's my own fault that the boy can't focus.  I never ask him to focus at home.  I allow YouTube over cereal.  I forget to practice his spelling words because I'm too busy searching for something on eBay.  Or texting Maria.  Or reading useless crap on Facebook.  I'm showing him exactly how to barely function with Attention Deficit Disorder.

I have candid discussions about things with my boys, who are 8 and 9, about things that make other parents squeamish.  We talk about sex and drugs.  I ask them to not do drugs.  And I make them watch the news with me every night at 5:30.  During the news, there are ads and more ads for drugs.  Drugs make little annoying symptoms go away.  Owen thinks he needs a heart medication for the chest pain he gets as part of growing so fast.  He thinks Advair might help his wheezing.  I think he might be right, actually. 

But the teacher tells me there is a drug out there that will help Owen focus on the things at school.  And I'm wondering if I can take some of this drug to help me focus on the things I should be focused on. 

Or maybe there's someone out there who will just start kicking my ass and Owen's ass so that we'll do the things that we need to do.

Or maybe I could take responsibility of my own self.  Make that promise to myself to ignore the phone.  And then KEEP the promise.  Aspire to be a better parent.  And then BE a better parent.  Give the child responsibilities.  And then hold him to them.  Give him instructions.  And expect action.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Saturday, October 23, 2010

a lively statue

we spent friday at the free land museum in copenhagen - they have moved farmhouses from all over denmark and southern sweden and reconstructed them as an open-air museum. it's fabulous and very inspiring if you yourself happen to have bought a really old farmhouse that needs some major restoration. sabin spotted a big stone and wanted to "play statue," so here you have her, as a rather lively statue:

she's wearing some of the multiple pairs of leggings we've sewn for her of late. she actually cut these out and sewed most of this pair herself. she loves them so much, she wore them for three days in a row!

Thursday, August 5, 2010

isn't it about time for a visit?

look how nice it is by the lake. perfect for an autumn visit...

Sunday, July 18, 2010

i went to a trakehner show on saturday in kiel, germany, at a huge breeding stable. i went with my friend who was taking her 3-month-old filly, betty blue, to be approved into the registry. the trakehner registry is very picky about their bloodlines (you can read more about that here).

she showed the filly together with her mother. the filly was loose and there were chasers at either end, helping get the foals moving so the judges could determine if their gaits were worthy of being registered. there were about 20 foals in all. in addition, there was a range of dressage classes, from lower levels to grand prix. very impressive, tho' the first place ribbons are yellow, which just seemed wrong.

betty was approved and she was branded with the special trakehner brand, which is a kind of a set of moose antlers. it's really very pretty. the judging was interesting - there was a group of judges and they came around to the stalls and inspected her and all of the paperwork before the judging. then, she was shown in the ring and immediately the results were given before she left the ring. then, afterwards, they came around again, stamped her papers and she was then branded.

betty blue, batavia and helle in the show ring. betty was pretty worn out by the whole experience.
betty blue's mother, batavia is 18. she's in foal again for next year with the same sire - special memory, a trakehner stallion that's in the US.
betty has the best disposition. she's just an unbelievable sweetheart.
betty let me spend a good half an hour braiding her mane and she'd never had it done before.
and i didn't even have a hold of her, she just stood for it.
batavia with curly mane after her braids came out.
pretty baby.
trakehners are very fine and pure as warmbloods go. they're very restrictive as to what's allowed in their registry. they are a bit lighter and finer than many of the warmblood breeds. they make good dressage horses. and from what i could see, they have wonderful ways of going and even better dispositions. it was, in all, very impressive.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

schooling matilde

sabin was so inspired by her lesson with ruth that she wanted to school matilde today - we invested in some really nice side reins and sabin tried her new dressage saddle on her. it was a very good workout for both of them.

Monday, June 14, 2010

if you're gonna jump....'s best to set the jumps yourself. then you know they're exactly how you want them. tho' these were more cavaletti than jumps per se.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

creative sabin or why on earth did we buy her all those legos?

one day in the week before our move, most of sabin's room was packed up and she didn't have her usual toys to play with. however, that didn't stop her at all. she used paper, markers, tape and a few odds and ends of lego and spent several hours making play food. here are the results.

giving new meaning to the words "paper plates"

clockwise from upper left: egg sandwich with pepper and salt, cheese sandwich, ham with cucumber, leverpostej (paté) with mayo and crunchy onions on top
the salad course

main dish - potatoes with parsley, a few peas and a hamburger
and for dessert - chocolate chip cookie, a wafer biscuit and possibly ice cream (possibly carrots)
she took these photos herself with her iPhone.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

newscast by the sisters broberg

sabin, mathilde (the sister, not the horse) and karoline made a video at the new house on the first day we were there. the things kids will do when they have no television. it's in danish, but worth watching anyway because you can get lots out of the expressions. one of my favorite moments is when karoline flicks the snail off the tree. praise be to iMovie and the iPhone (Karoline shot the whole video on her iPhone). there's a very funny moment as well where mathilde describes a new sport that involves hitting dwarves with coconuts. maybe at some point we can add subtitles. :-)

Monday, May 10, 2010

jumping matilde

the day started off quietly in the pasture, modeling our new blanket

a brisk trot to warm up

pretty 'tilda

we started off with some low jumps

but 'tilda clearly could do more.

and more.

and even more!

i got rather in the groove of capturing the moment.

totally airborne!