Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Loosing teeth....Ahhhhh freak out!

Hold on to your seats. I have something to confess. I am not a perfect mom...and I have proof. It's ok. Just breath. Ok. one more thing. Even more devastating, my son is also not perfect. (I can hear your gasps now!) I also have proof of that. Both collide in a most epically  imperfect picture.






Sometimes, not often, a couple of new teeth come in before the old ones are gone, creating two rows of pearly whites. This is a temporary stage, sometimes called shark's teeth.





James has 8 silver teeth. Yep. Eight crowns in his mouth. He has more dental work that most adults I know. He was just two when he got them all. At one time. Under general anesthesia. At two, toddlers only have 20 teeth so at the time, eight crowns covered about one-third of all the teeth in his head. As you can see in the picture, he now has his 6-year molars sitting behind those crowns. And if you look really close, you can see his "shark tooth". I thought it was so exciting! James thought it was horrible. We were sitting at the dinner table when it happened.

James bit into his beloved Subway grilled cheese sandwich and he looked at me, screamed and then bawled!!! He thought his tooth was bleeding. "It hurts! It hurts!", he scream/cried. Like I said, he totally freaked out. It took about 5 minutes for him to settle down enough so I could check him out and that's when I saw it. He let me take a picture so I could show him. He was in awe but he still didn't like. He said he would never eat again. Liar. He did. Somehow, after all the drama, he still manages to eat candy and other girlled cheeses and goldfish.

To make things worse, he has a dental appointment next week. As you can surmise, the dentist is not his favorite place. He does well but he has actually told the dentist, "This is the worst day." I love that about him. I think the dentist handled it well and seemed to even appreciate his blunt honesty. He has gotten used to the idea that loosing baby teeth is going to happen. His fear now is that the dentist is going to try and pull that tooth. The poor kid. I totally understand. I HATED  loosing teeth. Like nails on a chalkboard for me. And my dentist actually had to pull one of my upper front teeth. His office had yellow shag carpet that sounded like a wet sponge when you walked on it. I hated that carpet. Now James is dreading the dentist too. Sigh.

But there is hope! The Tooth Fairy cometh!

I have to give a shout out to Stan and Jan Berenstain. I love them even though I have never met them. Those bears have a book for every situation. The Berenstain Bears Visit the Dentist and The Berenstain Bears and the Tooth Fairy. James is very confident that the Tooth Fairy is going to bring him $1 for his tooth! And he then excitedly told me that sometimes the Tooth Fairy even brings presents. It was in one of the BB (Berenstain Bears) books so it must be true.

These books are so loved that James has already decided that he is going to save them for his children. He told me this just today. He's even going to let me help him name them. All together now: Awwwwwwwww. I was a good mom though. I told him that his WIFE might like to help name a kid or two. Since we were on the subject, I asked him how many children he planned to have. I want to be a Grandmother with a whole mess of grandkids. Seven! He wants 7 kids!!!

Update as of 2/26/2014: James is now willing to wiggle that tooth with his tongue. Progress!




Wednesday, February 19, 2014

I am the Mom of a toe walker

James took his first steps when he was 13 months old. It was freakin' adorable. He was a chubby little guy and I was so excited about this milestone. And as you can see in the video, he is an eager and wobbly heel-to-toe walker. Super cute I might add.

Here's a video from 2009 right before his 2nd birthday. Still walking, marching, dancing heel-to-toe.


Things changed when he was about 3 years old.

When I took him to the doctor for a well-check, the doctor asked me if I had any concerns and I mentioned the toe walking. Next thing I know, we are in Physical Therapy for a year. And a year later, still toe walking.

I had a friend with a macabre sense of humor who would constantly ask about my "autistic son". She could find the funny in most things like fatal car accidents and kidnappings. I didn't care that my son might be mildly...whatever. I didn't seek out a diagnosis for it though. He was developing fine in all other areas and, frankly, I was tired of thinking about it. He could get from point A to point B. Success! However...

He is 6 1/2 now and still walking on his toes and showing no signs of stopping. He couldn't care less. But I have noticed that he is kind of off-balance when he is on his toes. He gets wobbly just walking around the house. He falls. On level ground. He even walks on his toes in his Crocs or tennis shoes. He doesn't play tennis. I am from the South. We call them tennis shoes. Actually, it's pronounced "tenny" shoes. If you are not from the South, these are known as sneakers or gym shoes or running shoes.

James can stand flat-footed. He can hop on one leg. He did that for an entire week once. Just hopped around the house. Hopped in place. Nutty. He has mastered his Razor scooter which requires him to stand with one flat foot on the scooter and push with the other. He was even confident enough to try it with his "unnatural" side. Woopsie Daisy!! Almost went down! Great recovery though. Now, riding a bike. That's a whole 'nother story. The bike is his enemy. The bike is not fun. The bike is hard. No thanks, he says. Bribes don't work. We thought a little bit of shame might work. "Hey James. You know "J" can ride his bike without training wheels and he's just 5." His response is typical of a spirited (total euphemism for defiant) child, "Well I am bigger than him and he cries to his mama. Whaaaa!!" Ooooo K. I was fresh out of ideas and then I thought I might reason with him. I know, right. Too simple to work.

He came to wake me up this morning. Remember, I work until midnight during the week. I have THE cutest toe walking alarm clock ever. "Mommy, you ready to go downstairs?" As I sat on the floor to put on my wig-wam slippers I started to tell James about searching the internet at work and reading about toe walking. I was met with silence but rapt attention. And good eye contact. That was promising. So I kept talking.

So what I found out is that you are an idiopathic or habitual toe walker. That means that when you started walking you walked heel-to-toe. It wasn't until later that you started walking on your toes. And I think I know why. You figured out that if you stood on your toes, you could SEE things. You could see what was on the kitchen counters. The kitchen table. You could reach into the refrigerator. And you just never stopped. It became a habit. 

At this point I thought he would say something like, "That is so cool Mom. Thanks for enlightening me." But no. He just stared at me. Silently. James is rarely silent. This must be a new method of confusing me. Little did he know that I would take it as encouragement to keep talking!

There's nothing wrong with you. Lots of kids walk on their toes but they usually stop by age 5 or so. The only problem I see with it is that you are off-balance when you are on your toes. Things might be easier for you if you did things flat-footed. I know some stretches we can do to help that. Your calf muscles are probably pretty tight so you need to stretch them out. 

Nothing. Left me hanging. Just, "Let's go downstairs now".

Regardless, I need (and want) to make this a priority. In some of the information I scanned, I came upon kids who are now adults that were or are still toe walking. Some said they wished their parents had been more proactive in helping with it. They were adding these comments in forums where parents were corresponding about what to do. I don't want him to feel that it holds him back for anything he wishes to do. He has always been big for his age (90th percentile since birth!) and that might be part of the problem. Poor guy, when we bought him his first bike, we had to get the 18" size because that is what fit him. But he was 4 and his body just didn't have the physical coordination to manage a bike that size. It was a bummer that we couldn't get him a smaller one. It would have been easier to handle. It was the same way with the tricycle. He outgrew it before he mastered it.

He'll be a late bloomer as far as coordination goes. I keep reminding myself that I am athletic and fairly coordinated and his Dad is/was athletic and probably more coordinated than me. He played goal keeper on semi-professional teams. Run. Jump. Dive. Throw. Kick. Taunt. Me? I ran in circles. Well, it was actually an oval. No hurdles to flail over. No high jump or long jump because this white girl cain't jump. I mean, I leaned forward over the finish line once and ended up flat on my back after a fantastic somersault.

If a child is a habitual toe walker, it's typically not from some underlying neurological reason so the options for treatment are less evasive than what I read about. I'm talking about leg braces to be worn all day and even overnight, surgery to elongate calf muscles, Botox injections to weaken the muscles so they can't stand on their toes. NO surgery. I won't do Botox myself so I wouldn't do that for my son either. Not for this. Most likely not ever.

I found this website which I loved to pieces. Fun stretches to do with kids. See also a blurb about special shoes. Shoes that are rigid that can make it hard to toe walk. Cool skateboarding shoes. Sketchers has some cool-looking ones and Target sells Shaun White skateboard shoes. It's about time for new shoes.

One of my favorite comments on one of the forums was from an engineer  Here's what he had to say:

toe walking is how the human body was designed to move. if you look at it from an engineering perspective, there is no shock absorption from your heel hitting the ground first except for your joints...which were not designed for that. knee, hip, lower back all receive g-shock with each foot step. toe walking allows the shock to be absorbed by the calf muscle, transmitting a negligible amount to the rest of the body. zero compared to heal walking. it requires more energy than heel walking, is difficult or impossible to maintain in most shoe types, and as most organisms prefer to use as little energy as possible, tends to fall by the wayside later in life in preference for heel walking as well as conformity. if you're a toe walker, as the saying goes-yer doin' it right.

I know he is not a doctor but I appreciated his analysis and his "don't believe the hype" encouragement.

I am the Mom of a toe walker. But he is so much more than that. He is a whole person. He is loved and cherished. And, really, when you're playing Minecraft, it just doesn't matter if you walk on your toes or not!








Monday, February 10, 2014

Reducing Speed

Since the start of the new year, I have taken a very deep breath and really looked at my son to truly gauge how we are doing with our schooling. As I thought about how the mornings go, we are in sync. In a routine. That's good. But then I notice that he is not enjoying math. Learning the sounds and spelling of words is mundane. For both of us. And his handwriting doesn't seem to be improving. He's hit a plateau. That is not good. Time for a change. Put on the brakes and build in more fun. After all, the world is our classroom.

I stumbled upon Xtramath by checking a homeschooler email newsletter. That is awesome. It has allowed us to take a break from the worksheets but still work on math skills. And, by the way, it's free and open to anyone. It's not just for homeschoolers. Levels of math start at kindergarten and go to higher levels of math so kids can get extra practice and hone their skills. James loves the computer and he likes that he is doing it on his own. It's also timed. He will do math for about 10 minutes and then he is done for the day. He doesn't get as frustrated and he likes it.

James is reading really well. I am happy with this and he is naturally reading everything and he is now spelling entire sentences outloud. Here's how yesterday sounded:

James: H-I M-O-M-M-Y. I L-O-V-E Y-O-U more than you love me exclamation mark.

Me: H-E-L-L-O J-A-M-E-S. I L-O-V-E Y-O-U T-O-O.

James: C-A-N Y-O-U L-O-G M-E O-N M-I-N-E-C-R-A-F-T P-L-Z?

Me: N-O.

James: W-H-Y M-O-M-M-Y?

And so it goes. So I felt like we needed to change what we had been using. I found Explode the Code Online through the recommendations from other homeschooling moms. Explode the Code is great because, again, it has a computer-based option so James can work on  his own. Also, this program is used in the public schools and not just for homeschoolers so if your child needs some extra fun practice, this is great.

I love our handwriting curriculum but I felt we needed to "back up" a little. I started making handwriting sheets that James can trace. I used them before I ever bought curriculum. I can give him vocabulary words to trace or a bible verse or his name and address. And this is also free and can be used by anyone.

We have been going on almost every field trip that is planned through our homeschool group. If the field trip is geared for his age group, we are there! We have field trips planned as far out as May!

Since we are taking it a little slow on some of the fundamentals, I decided that taking more time to sit and read books together would be a great addition to our daily routine. Bedtime stories happens every night but reading together during the day is better. I ended up buying a history curriculum that has short stories in it as well as small projects to do together. It's available on Amazon too. The first thing James had to do was learn about his OWN history and called some family members to interview them. It will become a book for him to keep complete with pictures and all. His very own family tree.

I have made a conscious decision to take it slow. To let James guide me. I look to him to let me know when we need to speed up and when we need to slow down. And this will vary from subject to subject. We cruise along at reading and vocabulary. We go a little slower for math and handwriting. For him, "school" should be fun and playful. I want him to love learning; to forever be curious and ask questions. 

I leave you with a quote from Heidi St. John. She's a homeschool guru. If you like it, follow her blog.



If you are being held hostage by a burdensome curriculum or a program that promises to get your kid into college—and if you’re wondering if this was really the life that God had designed for you, I challenge you to look at those first homeschool moms. They set the bar—and they did it without expensive “all inclusive” programs. They did it by faith. They did it because they knew God would provide for their every need if they would only trust Him to guide and direct them.
These precious moms found out that God is faithful. He can be trusted. His mercies are new every day.
His yoke is easy. His burden is light.
- Heidi St. John's blog

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

A letter to my son

Morning. 2/5/20014

My sweet boy,
It's been a rough couple of days for me. I know Daddy told that I didn't feel good and I am grateful for your sweet disposition. I love your happy face. And the big pink note you left for me to find last night when I got home from work. You keep me going. I won't let you down. I won't lie though, I've wanted to hibernate. I've wanted to stay in my room, in the bed, and alternate between reading my books and sleeping. I've been conserving my energy a lot more than normal lately and it frustrates me. Maybe it's this dreary weather. I am just tired. The kind of tired that makes me feel heavy and weighted-down. I am so tired that I don't even have an appetite but I force myself to eat. My body needs the nutrients. I have to save a pretty big chunk of my energy for work tonight. And every night. That always means that I don't give all my energy to you. Or our family. I feel guilty about that and know you can't understand that right now. And maybe the silver lining about it is that you don't even notice it. I still kiss you and open the covers for you to climb into bed when you wake me up, make your breakfast and watch Johnny Test's millionth episode day after day. I coerce you into the office (our fun yellow room) for lessons by promising that you can play Minecraft after you do math, handwriting and phonics. We will read together and talk. Everything is the same for you. Maybe that is God's good grace for me.

I love you.


You are my greatest accomplishment. You are the reason I offer prayers of gratitude to God. What a blessing that has been bestowed upon me!


Now go get dressed and brush your teeth!