April 3, 2010
What a month!
7:19 pm cdt
The boy I sent to Kindergarten is not the same now as he was in August. Yeah, yeah, state the obvious Tammy, but I cannot
get over how much Garrett has learned (or better yet, figured out) in the month of March. He's been reading and doing simple
math for some time, but now he can carry the one when adding as well as complete a few multiplication problems. In addition,
he's also telling time and understanding money (coins/dollars), as well as can skip and wink.
Maybe the most
noticeable change happened last week at Pizza Hut when he saw a classmate. Until this day, he never paid much attention to
girls, (usually a word said with scorn or disdain) but once he saw this little cutie munching on her pizza, I saw
him change right before my eyes! My, but did he get silly, and of course, kept glancing over HER way to see if she noticed
his cleverness. Can't wait to see what April brings.
April 2, 2010
After weeks of begging me to join him for his school lunch, I finally shared a meal with Garrett and 23 other 5/6-year-olds.
Even though I can pass on the sweaty hugs and dirty hands reaching for mine, I do get a kick out of these youngsters' interactions
and dynamics at work.
4:56 pm cdt
While prying open my milk carton (seriously - haven't we progressed enough to get an easier
opening to the milk?) one of Garrett's classmates leaned over her tray to tell me that Garrett got into trouble at school.
"Oh, really?" I replied unaware, as my son's head snapped to glare her way. She went on to share that one day in
music class, Garrett wouldn't stop talking and the substitute teacher had to scold him. I watched my son's face morph into
a look somewhere between crap-I-got-caught and why-won't-she-just-shut-up? I figured if he really did get into Trouble (note
the Capital T), I knew I would have heard about the incident from the school, so I wasn't too bothered. What did strike me
as interesting was the pure look of smug satisfaction on the girl's face as she relayed every sordid detail.
that night at our family supper, we had a chance to make this a parental moment, sharing how important it is for Garrett
to let us know first of situations before we hear it from other people. It opened up great dialogue at the dinner table, and
so I asked Garrett how he felt during the classmate's disclosure. He told me it made him mad: "She was happy about telling
you I got into trouble, and that wasn't being very nice." I admit, I thought the same thing. It was a good lesson
for Garrett in being upfront and honest with us, but it was also good for me to see Garrett's understanding of nonverbal cues
and body language.
March 30, 2010
If you can't say something nice...
10:12 pm cdt
Today I received some bad news. To be specific, it was bad news about me and the manner in which I'm performing a
task. Unfortunately, I heard this from a third party, and not from the source.
When possible, I try to stop anyone
from sharing this type of hurtful information. I've been known to ask, "will this information you are about to share
help me be a better person? Will it change something I'm doing so I'm more productive or positive or effective?" If the
answer is no, I believe then the information shared is only going to accomplish one thing: hurt my feelings. Which is usually
the point and I would rather not play the game if I can help it.
However, now I am aware of someone's negative
impression of me, and I have no way to defend or explain my actions or yet, better understand the original complaint. (Thankfully,
this isn't related to my day job, which does provide a huge amount of relief.) That country song said it well in stating "I
wish I didn't know now, what I didn't know then." I'm no better off knowing that Mr. ABC thinks I don't do a good
job - at least by being stupid or unaware, I was happier!