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For posterity, because I enjoy having minutiae recorded to look back on...
Ananda:
-to show me things online
-private time alone to just talk without anyone interrupting us
-a new sketchbook and some kind of soft drawing pencils, for her art class
-forms and money for a school trip
-ok'ing of arrangements she can approve with friends, for later this week
-reiteration that, no, I am still not ok with older driving homeschooled friends driving her places, and am not gonna be anytime in the immediate future
-for me to email her algebra teacher about some of the material she missed while sick, as he apparently wants to talk to me about it
Aaron:
-girl advice and confiding...he is so confused, it's adorably heart breaking
-crickets for his spider to eat
-confirmation of my email address because I'm not getting this thing from his dance teacher (he was misspelling, my own son pulling the ol' alErflame)
Isaac:
-a piece of rescue remedy gum - he believes it makes his anxiety calm down, so it does
-an extended recap of WHY he has to do those particular chores
-for me to know the new "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" book will actually BE AVAILABLE at the December book fair (serious business)
-help finding "Order of the Phoenix"
-for me to know he's gonna need the next size up in pink fleece monkey pajama pants, soon. He's on the third pair he's owned, since he begged his Oma for the first set at 3 or 4.
Jake:
-a clean beach towel for tomorrow, when his class will be reading outside in the grass
-for me to look at some bar graphs he made
-and a dragon head he was going to color
-trimming of his bangs, which happens about once a week when a stubborn curl insists on dangling in front of an eye
-help finding his Nook and charging cord at bedtime
-a water bottle he could keep in his bed
Elise:
-to be ordered out of her peed in shorts (WTH that hasn't happened in YEARS, she just didn't make it to the bathroom but she was just walking around without changing?)
-in depth help with her homework
-"love in the bed" (cuddling under a blanket), which featured a rundown of her day
-a form signed to be turned back in and an email TO her teacher, about a conference
-$5 for multicultural day
All 5 of them needed rides home from school, tacos for dinner, cajoling to do their chores and shooing off to brush their teeth on time. Everyone but Isaac needed hugs - he is kind of affection-averse, though not so much as he used to be, so I walk a line between hugging him enough that he still gets some hugs, and being selfish and making him crazy with hugging (he squirms away and gets upset).
YESTERDAY Isaac's puberty questions were reaching a crescendo - he's having a growth spurt and at 10.5 I realized it was time to give him the battered copy of (boy version) "What's Happening to Me?" that Aaron read obsessively from 10-12.
They are really great. I can't really even think of them as a group, these days, as they're each so different that it doesn't even make sense as a concept. They really seem like a LOT of people sometimes, in the evenings. Tonight, when Annie got irritated by the neverending stream of interruptions before I laid down a "give us awhile" rule, she was like, "TOO MANY! You have a PLETHORA of children!"
Intolerable, that one. We laugh together so much.
Ananda:
-to show me things online
-private time alone to just talk without anyone interrupting us
-a new sketchbook and some kind of soft drawing pencils, for her art class
-forms and money for a school trip
-ok'ing of arrangements she can approve with friends, for later this week
-reiteration that, no, I am still not ok with older driving homeschooled friends driving her places, and am not gonna be anytime in the immediate future
-for me to email her algebra teacher about some of the material she missed while sick, as he apparently wants to talk to me about it
Aaron:
-girl advice and confiding...he is so confused, it's adorably heart breaking
-crickets for his spider to eat
-confirmation of my email address because I'm not getting this thing from his dance teacher (he was misspelling, my own son pulling the ol' alErflame)
Isaac:
-a piece of rescue remedy gum - he believes it makes his anxiety calm down, so it does
-an extended recap of WHY he has to do those particular chores
-for me to know the new "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" book will actually BE AVAILABLE at the December book fair (serious business)
-help finding "Order of the Phoenix"
-for me to know he's gonna need the next size up in pink fleece monkey pajama pants, soon. He's on the third pair he's owned, since he begged his Oma for the first set at 3 or 4.
Jake:
-a clean beach towel for tomorrow, when his class will be reading outside in the grass
-for me to look at some bar graphs he made
-and a dragon head he was going to color
-trimming of his bangs, which happens about once a week when a stubborn curl insists on dangling in front of an eye
-help finding his Nook and charging cord at bedtime
-a water bottle he could keep in his bed
Elise:
-to be ordered out of her peed in shorts (WTH that hasn't happened in YEARS, she just didn't make it to the bathroom but she was just walking around without changing?)
-in depth help with her homework
-"love in the bed" (cuddling under a blanket), which featured a rundown of her day
-a form signed to be turned back in and an email TO her teacher, about a conference
-$5 for multicultural day
All 5 of them needed rides home from school, tacos for dinner, cajoling to do their chores and shooing off to brush their teeth on time. Everyone but Isaac needed hugs - he is kind of affection-averse, though not so much as he used to be, so I walk a line between hugging him enough that he still gets some hugs, and being selfish and making him crazy with hugging (he squirms away and gets upset).
YESTERDAY Isaac's puberty questions were reaching a crescendo - he's having a growth spurt and at 10.5 I realized it was time to give him the battered copy of (boy version) "What's Happening to Me?" that Aaron read obsessively from 10-12.
They are really great. I can't really even think of them as a group, these days, as they're each so different that it doesn't even make sense as a concept. They really seem like a LOT of people sometimes, in the evenings. Tonight, when Annie got irritated by the neverending stream of interruptions before I laid down a "give us awhile" rule, she was like, "TOO MANY! You have a PLETHORA of children!"
Intolerable, that one. We laugh together so much.
