Keep Your Calm

My children are outside right now, in the rain, swinging on the swings and jumping in the trampoline.    The sun has gone down and it's growing dark, but that doesn't bother them.  They're having the best time and the fact that they're wet and it's growing dark only adds to the enjoyment.

I remember being outside in twilight when I was young.  I would watch for the fireflies as they came out when it had grown dark enough.   They always seemed closer than they were and I spent much more time chasing them down, only to have them fly just high enough so that I couldn't reach them.

My daughter has been spending much of her day when she's not in Google Meet with her classmates and the different subject teachers.   She's been building calluses from all the time she's spent standing on the swing base, standing, and pumping. 

My daughter's school has gotten complex.   The first two weeks were simple and easy going.   Now, my daughter has multiple meetings with her main class as well as resource and VI classes.   There are materials the students fill out online and things they can read online.   I've been printing things out as they're sent.   Mts. B has been super busy it would seem as she's uploaded weeks of materials for us.   

So things are on a roll here with school at home.   I did get frustrated once today because I couldn't find the particular work my daughter needed for one of her classes.   My daughter told me, "Mom, keep your calm."  My husand said so too, although with different words.   As my daughter's teacher likes to say, "we'll all get through this together."  

The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter had her first meeting with her VI teacher today and got to see one of the VI teachers who will be my daughter's brailist when she goes back on campus.   It should have been a lovely meeting, but my daughter was flippant and rude.   When Mrs. Sample told her to put a piece of paper in her braillweiter, she gor upser and said, "I didn't think we were going to do work on the first meeting back."   She told them how much she hated online school and they told her how much they hated it too.   Mrs. Sample told my daughter what they hoped the schedule for coming back to school would be and if we could all hold on a little longer, they would get to see each other.  Then, Mrs. Sample deftly navigated my daughter's mood and they were able to get the work done while honoring my daughter's feelings. 

The Big Boy Update: My son's class has been enjoying getting back to the school work in their classroom, working with the materials, and doing purposeful work.  They've enjoyed it so much, the students who wanted an extension to keep worknig rang the class bell ask asked the rest of the class if they could work for longer.   The other students agreed.