Spanning a Summer

Whew! It's been a long and mostly pretty lazy summer. I have not been keeping notes. When the local schools started back in, I bought a teacher plan book and have been using it to keep a diary of what kinds of things we're up to. So this entry will be an experimental amalgam of a few notes left over from May and my first-week-of-the-school-year notes. Enjoy!

Reading

• T is doing an interesting thing with Scribblenauts. He doesn't know how to spell many words, so he asks for us to spell them or type them in for him. But the memory holds the last 5 items typed in, and I think, from watching him play, that he can read at least some of those words, from seeing them and using them repeatedly. He'll scroll through to SHOVEL, for example, and say, "I'll delete SHOVEL" (to type in the word he now wants). Something I thought odd until now about the game is that while the keyboard is labeled in capital letters, what you type shows up in lowercase letters unless you capitalize it. So there's a subtle nudge to identify capital with lowercase letters, which seems to be working out for T.
• I was looking at the Union for Concerned Scientists' top 12 political cartoons for the past year. P saw them and was curious about what they meant, so we talked about the issues they covered: global warming, climate change deniers, and the tendency for politicians to deny climate change or move slowly to do anything about it. We talked about what kinds of things cause climate change, and P decided on the spot to bike instead of driving to her gymnastics lesson, which required a speedy departure to be on time! I jogged alongside and got a nice workout, and we both enjoyed it.
• Both kids and I signed up for our local library's summer reading program. A lot of our reading has been out loud, though P does some reading on her own. We're powering through the end of the Little House series together. I've also been reading Barbara Kingsolver's latest and some Neal Stephenson -- the latter mostly out loud to UnschoolerDad, who also loves Stephenson. He and I learn new words frequently, as Stephenson never skimps on the vocabulary he uses in his writing. Even my downloaded dictionary doesn't go far enough, so we search the web and ask friends in relevant fields to try to track down what the heck we're reading about.
• We finished the summer reading program, all of us reaching the top goals for the program. We read the rest of the Little House series, several American Girl books about history around WWII, a book called Willow Chase (a fictional diary of two days in a journey by wagon train from Ohio to Kansas in the 1860s), and much more. The kids, in exchange for logging 1,440 minutes of reading time, got some cool prizes, like books to keep, passes to a local amusement park and free frozen yogurt. I, in exchange for reading at least 1,440 pages and writing three book reviews, got my name entered in a drawing for a Kindle, which I won! That was a good day. I've been reading a book about the history of Islam on my Kindle.
• UnschoolerDad has been reading the Ranger's Apprentice series to P. Having finished The Ruins of Gorlan, they're now on to the second book, The Burning Bridge.
• I read the kids a poem about vultures after we watched a great video about vultures -- see Watching below.
• T continues to show signs of reading. When he asked what RUSSIA said on the map and I told him, he immediately spotted the other RUSSIA at the other side of the map. He also read a sign in Minecraft that said, inexplicably, "PLEASE ENJOY YOUR FOOD." His self-expression is also getting very precise. I asked him the other day if he was all dressed to go out. He said clearly, "I have on night-time underwear, but I can handle that." 
• We've read some Magic School Bus books recently, covering fish (coral reefs, camouflage, defenses, ecosystems, damages from fishing, coral reproduction, global warming, cleaner fish); sharks; and insects (exoskeletons, predator/prey relationships, coloring as warning and as camouflage, the differences between insects and arachnids).
• We've read about half of D'Aulaire's book of Greek Mythology, which I found very strong recommendations for on homeschooling sites and then on Amazon. The book is in accessible language, but it's not dumbed down; it's a rich text for kids and adults both. Both kids seem to enjoy it quite a bit. We've read about all the Olympian gods now, and some of the stories connected with them. We still have minor gods, nymphs, satyrs, and so on to read about.
• T and I enjoyed the book The Moonlight Kite from the library together. 
• With P, we also read First Day in Grapes, about the child of Latino migrant fruit pickers, how life was for him in school, and how he dealt with bullying from kids making fun of his ethnicity and food. We talked about how, during the Great Depression, some of my grandparents worked picking fruit.

• We all read One Hen, a story about microfinance in West Africa and how a small loan allowed a family to grow an egg business into the largest in Africa.
• One morning when UnschoolerDad was out of town, I woke up before the kids and wanted to run on the treadmill in the basement. I wasn't sure they'd realize where I was, so I wrote a note and put it where they'd see it. P read it easily of course. T didn't think he could, but he figured out some of the words when we looked at it together. I had added a couple of drawings to help him figure it out if he woke up before P. He liked that -- I think I'll be leaving more notes.

Doing 

• P and T have been playing with Marble Math on the iPad, the multiplication version. T is still learning to recognize all the numbers, so he needs someone to tell him what numbers to find and roll his marble over. P is learning some multiplication facts through playing the game. She asks for lots of answers, but not all of them. They also play Rocket Math together, with P doing most of the math, T entering the answers, and me supplying the rapid-fire answers in one stage of the game.
• P went to a week-long Girl Scout day camp with a focus on things related to the movie Brave. She's been having fun with archery in particular, but also on offer have been Irish dance, rock climbing, needlework, cooking, and more. This is her first time at Girl Scout camp, so she's also learning songs, customs, etc. related to scouting.
• P got a generous birthday check from a grandparent. Without any prompting, she decided she wanted to spend a good deal of it on a Heifer International donation. We perused their online catalog, and she decided on a flock of chicks. Then she spent the rest on a Lego set for herself and was happy.
• There's been lots of Minecraft playing here. P and T figured out they could play in the same world if they used their iPads on the same wireless network. UnschoolerDad also set up a Minecraft server so they could play together (and be joined by their cousin) on the PC version of the game. P has been a fast and prolific Minecraft builder for some time, and now T has joined her. I'm awed by what he comes up with and executes. It's creative, beautiful, and large! And there's some reading going on; he can tell me what many of his building materials are, partly based on the names that appear when he mouses over them in his inventory in the game.
• P and T are both playing Dragonvale on their iPads. They are getting some experience with reading large numbers (into the tens of millions) as they keep track of their gold and gems and what they can buy with them.
• T went to the rec center for badminton with UnschoolerDad a couple of weekends, and T helped look for the right locker number when they were done. Locker numbers there are three-digit numbers. T doesn't really understand three-digit numbers yet, but he's working on it. He's been asking about two-digit numbers in his Lego instructions, and I think those are starting to make some sense to him. P and I made him a number line to hang on the wall so he could see what the numbers look like in order, with odd and even numbers on different-colored paper rectangles, and special markings on multiples of 5 and 10 so we can start skip-counting when he's ready. 
• Both kids are doing a lot of building with Lego, and buying Lego when their allowance builds up high enough. They are thinking about numbers in terms of what they can afford. Sometimes I pay half the cost of an item, such as something I might have bought them anyway, but it happens that they want a fancier, more expensive version. P easily figured out that her share of a $5 headband would be $2.50 plus tax.
• P and T have each ridden their bikes to church with me at least once this summer. It's about 1.5 miles one way.
• Both kids, but especially P, have enjoyed hitting badminton birds around with UnschoolerDad at home and sometimes at the badminton gym.
• We now have a mini-trampoline in our living room, and I often see T jump on it for a while, when bouncing would feel good or when he has some excess energy to burn off. P uses it too, though less frequently.
• I've been paying more attention to the kids' pretend games, especially when I know I will soon need to ask something of them. Often we can accomplish things like cleaning the living room or brushing and flossing teeth by incorporating them into the games. We had a particularly successful living-room cleaning session as peregrine falcon fledglings tidying up our nest.
• P continued her aerial gymnastics classes through the summer. For the fall, she's switching to more traditional gymnastics, because the aerial program is moving several miles farther away, and P likes riding her bike to the gym, which is less than a mile away. 

Making 

• Inspired by our Lego store visit (see Visiting below) and her new door acquired there, P made a Lego house for her Lego Friends figures. It's quite a creation. Some of the furnishings are made in the same ways as in kits she has built, but others are quite original. 

The house, with sleeping mat upstairs, new front door from the Lego store parts wall,
jewel used as front porch light, and tree trunks forming one corner of the building. That's a bit of a
dojo-kit wall by the sleeping mat. P tells me that she is pretending the Chinese characters say "Sleep Tight."

The back of the house, showing the flower doorknob and
salvaged cafe-kit parts for window and wall portions.

• T has created a small Lego wheeled creature he calls Speedster. Speedster "helps" T when things need to be put away. Speedster's form changes from one day to another, but he always comprises a small Lego platform or chassis of some kind with a single wheel.

Writing

• P has been writing little stories in books in Minecraft, populating the libraries of the grand homes and churches and schools and hotels she's building. She's also been playing Scribblenauts a lot, and helping T write words when he's playing the game.

Watching 

• We enjoy the YouTube channel SciShow. Especially wonderful recently was a video about vultures' defenses: acid, poop, and vomit. We watched it together a few times and greatly enjoyed the parallels between vulture poop (which they poop down their legs on purpose, so its low pH can kill germs on their feet and the ground) and hand sanitizer, as well as mental images of acid projectile vomit.
• P and I watched a TedEd video on gas laws (Boyle, Charles, and Avogadro). We talked afterward about some scenarios with balloons, and she understood the majority of what the videos were saying. I was fascinated to realize that hot air balloons are inflated not by blowing air into them, but by heating the small amount of air in them so that it expands and draws more air inside to be heated, etc. P actually realized that before I did, from the video.
• The kids watched several Magic School Bus videos on photosynthesis, rain forest ecology, erosion, recycling, air pressure, cells, wetlands and their positive contributions to human well-being, and the types and life cycles of stars.

Listening

• I bought a new guitar recently, and so along with lots of reading out loud, bedtimes now usually include some guitar music. We had done this before, but the new instrument is very motivating for me to keep it up. We have a couple of songbooks we've been referring to, and P is reading along with some of the music. Both kids are learning lyrics and tunes and sometimes singing along, which is how I learned to sing and harmonize, so I love to see that happen. When I play a new song T likes, he often asks the title so he can ask for it again. He's been requesting songs in Spanish a lot. He also asks questions about the songs. In John Prine's "Paradise," Mr. Peabody's coal train keeps getting mentioned. T wanted to know where Mr. Peabody got his name. He was thinking of peeing. I said I thought that probably wasn't what it meant, and I'd look it up and get back to him (since it was late and I wanted him to be able to get to sleep). I found a good web page with some probable etymologies, and we talked about them the next day.

Talking 

• When I have one-on-one time with either kid, it often turns into a good opportunity to talk. T is much more voluble when P is at camp, and he asks lots of questions and tells me about things he sees and his thoughts about them. He's a pretty insightful guy -- often he has things pretty well figured out when he tells me what he's thinking. Sometimes I can offer more information that makes the situation clearer, and he listens and incorporates the new information, sometimes taking the same subject farther the next day.
• After hearing a radio report about the implementation of Obamacare, P and I talked about how health insurance works.

Visiting

• One night, I learned of the existence of Lego stores. We found one in our area, and the next evening we went to check it out. The salesperson I spoke with was a Lego enthusiast herself and told us all kinds of things about the store and activities there. P and T had spent most of their allowances already, so we didn't buy anything, but they had fun window-shopping and building wish lists from the huge inventory -- much more complete than anything we've seen in toy stores. Since we were using my Amazon app to build the wish list, it was easy to notice which products were more or less expensive in the Lego store than online. P asked to buy a single part from the Pick-a-Brick wall, but the salesperson gave it to her, choosing to interpret the reason P said she wanted it as "missing part" and invoking their policy of replacing missing parts for free. P is sensitive these days to the idea that she is getting stuff free or at a discount "because I'm cute," and she doesn't like that idea. She told the salesperson she would feel guilty about taking the part without paying anything for it. Fortunately the salesperson had given me the same answer earlier about buying individual parts, so we could both corroborate that as the general policy, not just a favor to P in particular -- and the salesperson added that she didn't have any way to scan individual parts into her register, so even if she wanted to charge for it, there wasn't really a way to do that (except by requiring P to purchase an $8 container of bricks, she graciously omitted to say, though I had told P that earlier). We talked a little on the way home about how stores use such policies to build loyalty among potential customers, so even if it costs them a little money, they usually gain from it in the long run.
• The mall in which we found the Lego store was also pretty fun. There was a carousel, a train that carried people around the mall, a food court, and stores and kiosks with lots of fun things to look at and get demonstrations of. There's an RC helicopter kiosk we might well revisit when more money is available! The indoor mall near us doesn't work nearly as hard to attract kids, so that was a pretty new experience for P and T. P asked why they would have a carousel in a mall, and we talked about what kinds of things could get people to come to the mall often and spend money -- such as kids wanting to ride the carousel or train, or eat ice cream or other food-court food, or parents liking to have a place they could rest their feet while their kids had fun. We never found out if the train was free or a paid ride, but T took off after it, and when he caught up, he walked purposefully behind it all the way to the Lego store, which was enough of a draw for him to give up the chase. Next time maybe we'll find out more. (We did -- it's a paid ride.)
• On the way home from errands in the next town, we saw a sign at a fire station about an open house that was just about to begin. We turned around and went to the open house. T and P loved sitting in all the fire trucks (two wildland trucks and one city truck; the ambulance was absent). We looked around the station inside and saw the kitchen and dining area, the computers where firefighters write up their reports after each call, and more. T said he wanted to be a firefighter when he grew up, so we asked one of the firefighters what kinds of things one needed to know or be able to do to be a firefighter. There were quite a few: chemistry (for types of fires and how to fight them), math (for budgeting and such), building construction, medicine (they're all EMTs), how to use all the equipment, and to be in excellent physical condition. We learned that the firefighters are 48 hours on and then four days off, year round, though they can trade shifts if they need a specific day off. We also asked why we so often see fire trucks at the grocery store, and we learned that firefighters often make one grocery trip per shift to get what they need, and they take along the truck and the equipment they would need to drop everything and go on a call if necessary. The firefighter who told us this said she'd had ice cream melt in the truck more than once because a call came before they got back from a shopping trip.
• We've been helping out a nearby relative who is going through breast cancer treatment. One afternoon when her son X was already playing at our house, she called me, stressed because some friends had decided to visit for dinner that evening and the house was a mess. After checking it out with her, I talked to the kids and said we were going to go over and help. I helped clean, and after a little while, P and X got involved, scrubbing floors and cleaning glass furniture. (I had offered to pay them a little if they'd help out.) They earned their negotiated pay, and my kids and I split before the company came. P said afterward that she hoped we could do that again soon. I said, "So you want to earn some more money cleaning?" She replied, "No, I'd be glad just to get paid in fun. That was a lot of fun!" T wasn't an active helper with cleaning, but he did keep track of what he played with while there, so we could make sure all of it got put away before we left.
• The kids and I have had some really pleasant, spontaneous outings. One day I took a wrong turn on the way home from the chiropractor, and we ended up pointing toward a different town than I'd meant to drive to. The kids really wanted to go there, so we did, and had lunch out and a little toy-shopping trip. They were very resilient and willing to change plans as the situation evolved; they even decided not to stop for frozen yogurt on the way home, which I'd promised we could do if they did an errand I wanted to run; they wanted to get home and weren't that hungry.

Thinking, Asking Questions, Planning...

• Scribblenauts is the source for interesting exploration sometimes. Recently T looked at the word "UFO," which was in his Scribblenauts cache, and said, "That's like F-F-O, off." I said that off was actually O-F-F, but he wanted to try typing in FFO, so he did. We were offered "did you mean?" options, including TAHO, which I'd never heard of. So while T tried out the other options (FOE and TEA, I think), I looked up "Taho," and we found out about a Philippine snack made of silken tofu, brown rice syrup, and sago pearls, which, to judge from a search on Amazon, are often confused with tapioca pearls, or perhaps are considered the same thing depending on where you live. It might be fun to make this at home, though I suspect P and T would like the taste and abhor the texture.
• As homeschoolers and night owls, we usually sleep until everyone wakes up naturally in the morning. I try to keep bedtime happening at a time that will allow me to get enough rest before morning; letting it go as late as anyone likes turns out with me very grumpy and underfunctioning as a mom. But that can still be pretty late compared to many schooled kids' bedtimes. P's camp week was an exception -- we needed to be up about 7:30 a.m. to get her there on time, which meant bedtime around 8:00 (before dark, as T reminds me every evening) to allow for reading, music, and enough sleep. Both kids have made progress over the week in getting up and doing what needs to be done to get going, and also in understanding that getting to bed on time is helpful for making early mornings more pleasant! One morning T was dragging his feet more than usual, and I said that this kind of trouble getting ready was why I had not yet signed him up for a Lego camp this summer that meets in the morning. He perked up and took notice; he would like to try that Lego camp! I guess it makes complete sense -- both kids are more focused when they're preparing for something they're really interested in doing. As it turned out, I offered T a different option instead of morning Lego camp: I would set a budget and he could pick out Lego kits at the Lego store, which he and I could build during the afternoons when P was at Lego camp. This worked beautifully, it cost less than camp, we didn't have to do early mornings, and T got to keep his Lego kits, which would not have been the case at camp: win-win-win.

All of It Has Always Been Big Stuff

Another monthly sampler of what we've been up to! For the past week, I've been trying to get a new housecleaning regimen in place, so I haven't been taking notes. Here is what made it through that process in my memory or previous notes:

Reading

• On a recent library trip, we picked up a book about Leonardo da Vinci. It's a picture book, but with lots of words on every page, so it took a good half hour or more to read aloud. It's written from the point of view of an apprentice in Leonardo's studio in Naples. We learned how apprenticeship worked, got a glimpse of the artist-patron relationship, saw things that connected to our visit to the Da Vinci Machines exhibit a couple of months ago, learned about the city-states that once comprised present-day Italy, and enjoyed a good story.

• We've been reading Little Women out loud as a bedtime book, interspersed with more from the Little House books. P is enjoying Little Women a lot. It connects with fantasy play she's been doing for years about living in long-ago times, being poor, having sisters, and more.
• We just read the part in On the Banks of Plum Creek in which the grasshoppers come and eat every green thing for a hundred miles around. Coincidentally, we also have a book out from the library about the Passover story, which mentions the plague of locusts among the others. UnschoolerDad was around while I was reading the grasshopper chapters, and we took a break to hear about grasshoppers and locusts (different phases of the same thing). We're hoping to talk to my mom, next time we have a chance, about her experiences with locusts in the Middle East when she was a child.
• P has been reading more in the American Girl books about Molly, set during World War II. She's finished two books and launched into the third in the series.
• Anatomy books continue capturing both kids' interest. T asks a lot about the diagrams in one that show the effects of asthma. Fetal development and birth pictures are a perennial favorite. Sometimes we look at photos of P and T shortly after birth and talk about why they looked the way they did, compared to the photos in the books. One of them was frank breech and stayed folded in two for many days after arriving by C-section, whereas I was able to convince the other to go head-down and arrive in the more traditional way, so they looked pretty different as newborns!
• We recently started subscribing to National Geographic and National Geographic Kids. P enjoys the world records page in the latter, and it provided a chance to learn how to parse some large numbers (5 and 6 digits) as she told me about some of the records that caught her eye.
• We've been reading a Sherlock Holmes book written for young readers. We're learning about accents as I try to get some of them right (I watched a few voice-coaching videos to get a start, and my Cockney accent as I read is beginning to sound like something other than a U.S.er imitating an Aussie), and bits about Victorian England via the setting and circumstances of the story (it includes a scrivener's apprentice and several orphaned street children as major characters, the "Baker Street Irregulars" who help Holmes in gathering information and sometimes reach valuable deductions of their own). I like it when the kids get exposed to different accents (via videos mostly, though I play with them sometimes) and learn to understand them. I've run into people who have a really hard time with that, I would imagine from lack of exposure to varying accents. I also think accents become an interesting part of the study of language, when you look at the features of Languages A and B that will cause native A speakers to have a certain accent when speaking B.

Doing

• The day after P and I built a snow fort, T wanted to try his hand. The snow had gotten wetter and stickier, and together we built quite a wall. I piled snow on with a small shovel, and T patted it into place to make it stronger. It melted just in time for the next snowstorm. Both kids and I had conversations about why the snow was sticking better or worse, in terms of the ambient temperature and how it, as well as our actions, affected melting and refreezing.
• P and T have greatly increased their attention span for playing with each other. Sometimes they can play peacefully for hours on end. They've both noticed their relationship is going better than it used to, and it spills over into treating each other better in other ways, though they still have their moments, especially when hungry or tired. P is also noticing my work for the house and family and my feelings more than she used to, so she's more liable to volunteer to help by making some food, getting T dressed, or in other ways. 
• P has done work recently to earn several badges in her Girl Scout troop. Most recently, she learned to make change (for cookie purchases); role-played customer interactions (and had a number of real ones); and researched the needs of cats and fish for food, human contact, and healthy living spaces, including making a budget for their care. We've been considering starting a fish tank, so that was useful information to find generally. (We found that starting up with fish would cost about $200-250 for the 20-gallon tank recommended for beginners, and monthly costs would be about $20-25 per month. That's a lot, but it's cheaper than $40 or more per month for one healthy cat -- or much more for our two ailing ones!)

Making

• We bought a kit for making recycled paper at our local botanic garden's shop. We're looking forward to some playful and/or beautiful crafting with that.
• Yarn is getting used in fun ways here. The kids tie it to stuffed animals or baskets and lower them over the balcony into the living room, transporting things back and forth and playing games and tricks thus. They make harnesses so their tiny dolls and stuffies can ride larger stuffies.
• We bought a bunch of same-sized plastic boxes to organize small toys (Polly Pockets, cars, Lego, etc.) in the kids' rooms. Several of them have been pressed into service as habitats for small dolls and stuffies, elaborately furnished to scale with available objects from dollhouse furniture to Lego-built furniture and fabric scraps, as well as bits and pieces of nature from outside. These are transient playthings, but the care and thought that goes into them is apparent.

Writing

• P has been making notes about things she wants to remember (like the name of a movie we saw most of, so she can finish it another time) in a notebook she carries with her. She's also working on her cursive writing; she likes the aesthetic. I honestly think I don't see most of her writing when it happens. Whenever I help her clean up her room, there are papers with writing that we recycle or save -- house plans with labeled rooms, board games with instructions, and so on. Her writing is resourceful and useful. I can deal with that!

Watching

• P has started enjoying Cosmic Journeys, an astronomy show we discovered accidentally on YouTube. We watched a show about plasma (including auroras and plasma cannons) and one about the origins of black holes. I think we got there from a question about what a supernova is (UnschoolerDad remembered learning different things about this, and it turns out we were both right, as there are two different kinds of supernovas), which came from discussion about what the Star of Bethlehem could have been.
• On The Kid Should See This, we came across a video of a musician wiring up fruits and veggies to his synthesizer and then using that setup to loop the instrumental parts of "Teardrop," a song by Massive Attack. After watching that with P and T, I played them the official video for the song so they could hear the original instrumentals. The video is made to look like the song is being sung by a fetus in utero. Armed with our knowledge of fetal development from all the anatomy books, we were able to talk about things about the video that were realistic (fetus opening and closing mouth, moving about, sucking on fingers, etc.) versus those that were preposterous (a fetus with features and body proportions almost like a newborn having lots of room to move inside the uterus, having an adult-sounding voice, etc.). We also talked about what might be going on at the end of the video, when the lighting gets bright and erratic and the fetus looks startled. Here are those two videos:

• We watched the first 10 minutes or so of Microcosmos, the movie that gets super-close-up on insects and other wonderful tiny things. We watched a ladybug climb up a plant stem and start munching aphids; farther along the stem it encountered ants protecting groups of aphids, and the ants successfully fought off the ladybug. Afterward the ants milked the aphids and drank the honeydew they made. I did a mock voice over for the ant/ladybug fight: "Hey, you! Get away from my cows! That's right! And stay out!" P commented gleefully that to the ants, the ladybugs were like wolves eating their livestock. I love seeing connections like that getting made. She said the ants and the aphids were in a symbiotic relationship. We also talked about how, since the aphids can hurt the plants they feed on, ladybugs are considered beneficial insects by people growing those plants.
• We watched a series of videos from a company that makes processing machinery for obtaining juice and essential oils from citrus fruits (Fratelli Indelicato, if you'd like to look for them). No one video had enough images or explanation to get the whole process clear, but by watching several, we were able to piece it together. In the process, we talked about the qualities of different parts of a citrus fruit (zest, pith, juicy insides), what kinds of parameters the machine designers must have had to experiment with to get it right (time on the rasp, spacing of rollers and blades, etc.), separation of oil and water through gravity and through centrifuging, and more. Then we found a video of a set of machines for harvesting and processing mushrooms. Wow! That one was much more fully explained. Here it is:

Listening

• I was listening to T and P playing one day, and thinking about what they might be learning with their many sessions of free play. (They call them that: sometimes if I ask them to go somewhere, they'll say something like, "but we haven't had our morning play session yet!") They do spend some of their play time acting out and thinking through ideas related to things they've learned -- natural disasters they've been asking about, historical scenarios, and so on. But I think they're also learning a lot about talking and listening. Especially now, as T gets a little older and sticks up for himself more in the face of P's attempts to control the play situation, they're both needing to listen to each other more, so they can find the middle ground where each gets at least some of what s/he wants out of the game, so that both are willing to keep playing. They're also exploring a little bit of rougher play, and finding their comfort zones for play fighting and other roughhousing. There was a time when I would have been firmly against any kind of play fighting, but now I think they can both enjoy it and learn from it if they're allowed to try it out with adults nearby, ready to intervene if one of them is pushing too far. If nothing else, they're learning to communicate quickly and clearly about what they do and do not want in a play fighting situation. For example, they've made their own rule that no one should get hit in the face or head, even a little.

Talking

• T is getting interested in road signs. He tells me things like, "I saw a speed limit sign with two fives." He's learning to read two-digit numbers by keeping my informed of the speed limit when we're driving.  One day we saw a 70 mph speed limit, and he was stumped, since most of the speed limits end in 5. P said, "It's seven-oh. Do you know what that is?" T said he didn't. I said, "Well, if it were seven-five, it would be seventy-five, but since it's seven-zero, it's just seventy." T turned to P and said, "It's not an oh, it's a zero!" as if that explained everything. P claimed they were the same, so in the ensuing discussion, she learned something, too. P sometimes tries to actively teach T about numbers or other things. I've tried to be clear with her that he'll learn when he's ready, and that we can help him more by offering bits of interesting or useful information and by answering his questions than we can by drilling him on a skill when he's not asking for that kind of practice.
• We had a family meeting, just me and the kids. On our agenda were chores, concerns, activities, and gratitudes. We brainstormed a list of jobs that someone does fairly regularly around the house, listed the jobs the kids already do, and then they had a chance to say which others they might like to take on as a regular job, or occasionally for money. I don't think the discussion changed things much from the status quo, as far as what jobs I expect them to do; but perhaps having seen the whole list will change their perspective a bit and encourage more willingness to help. I don't plan to push much. I'd rather have their willingness to help spring from within, as empathy for me and UnschoolerDad or a desire to do something positive in the family. We'll see how it goes. Under Concerns, each person said something about how things were going (interpersonally, as it turned out) that they thought could use some change. We talked about possible solutions to each concern. Again, no definite solutions, but perhaps some things that will help, including more shared vocabulary for talking about certain issues. The kids had pretty much run out of gas by the time we got to Activities (what we'd like to do soon) and Gratitudes, but we did agree on one place to go soon (a museum, new to us, with a cool new exhibit on), and I did express my appreciation to P for suggesting we have a tea party to talk things over. Because of her suggestion, we had tea, cookies, and trail mix along with lunch for our meeting.

Visiting

• We visited the new temporary exhibition on Mammoths and Mastodons at our local science and nature museum. We learned how tusks form in conical layers. We saw the sizes of various types of large and pygmy mammoths, and we watched a great video (repeatedly) about how isolation on islands tends to cause species to decrease in size. Another video and model showed Lyuba, a month-old baby mammoth found preserved in permafrost in Siberia. We saw a man working on cleaning and preserving a mammoth or mastodon specimen found here in Colorado. Then we enjoyed the permanent gems-and-minerals exhibit, which the kids haven't wanted to visit before. They enjoyed hands-on displays about density and hardness, and they marveled at the beautiful crystals. It was a good day.
• We went to our local Botanic Gardens for a homeschool day with a "plant detectives" theme. We looked at how plants are used in fabric, construction, school/office supplies, foods, and more. The kids planted four varieties of lettuce seeds to try growing. They dug in a compost pile that had been seeded two weeks before with various kinds of disposable products (chip wrappers, paper cups and plates, compostable and non-compostable plastics, etc.) and got a look at what was starting to break down and what was still like new. They looked at paper products made with hardwoods vs. softwoods, and tried pounding nails into each. They played at length in the three-acre children's garden, digging in the dirt, running, climbing, playing in makeshift shelters, meeting new friends and playing with old ones. We ran into several homeschoolers we know from other activities. It was good to feel connected.

Thinking, Asking Questions, Planning...

• P doesn't like to take baths. I do insist on her bathing at certain intervals so that she looks and smells like a healthy, reasonably cared-for kid. She was asking lots of questions about this the other day, wanting to find more pleasant ways to get the job done than a tub bath or a shower. We talked about sponge baths. She also wanted to know why her hair gets to looking or smelling dirty when it does. We talked about oil-producing glands on the skin and scalp, why they're there, and the effect that shampoo and soap have on them -- they strip the natural oils away, so the skin produces more oil than if you hadn't shampooed. I told her that some people wash their hair with baking soda instead of shampoo, because it can do a good job of cleaning without stripping oils, so over time the scalp produces less oil. She immediately wanted to try it. We did, and so far the results look and smell good. For that bath, she also chose to sponge-bathe and then rinse off with the hand-held nozzle in the bathtub (I washed her hair with baking soda first, as she hung her head into the tub), and she liked it, at least for a change. I am encouraged that she keeps asking questions and pushing the boundaries when she thinks there's room for a change that would make things better for her, and that we usually have the time for me to talk things through with her, rather than pushing to do it the usual way. She's assertive enough, and I'm relaxed enough, that we can find better ways to make things work. And as a bonus, she's probably found the least water-intensive method for getting clean, which appeals to her developing environmental sensibilities.
• On several mornings recently, I've been downstairs, P has still been asleep, and T has come down and started talking to me. A lot. If I listen actively and participate appropriately, he'll carry on for a while, and then eventually get interested in something and do that instead of talking. I see so much more of his thought process when I do this than when I stay engaged in whatever I was doing (cleaning, cooking, etc.) and half-listen. It seems obvious, but it's good for me to notice: I can understand a lot more about where he is, his interests and his cognitive abilities, when I really tune in. He sometimes does something similar at night, after lights are out, if there's an adult in the room to listen. He'll talk and talk and talk, sometimes asking questions, and then suddenly he'll be asleep. I've put a quote up on my wall that helps me remember what to do about this phenomenon:

Listen earnestly to anything your children want to tell you, no matter what. If you don't listen eagerly to the little stuff when they are little, they won't tell you the big stuff when they are big, because to them all of it has always been big stuff.
~Catherine M. Wallace~

I Spy...

We've been working hard on moving, searching for a new house, getting our old house ready to sell, etc., so I've been very spotty about keeping notes on our activities and learning; and the kids have been spending more time than usual learning on their own, without me. So this is just a tiny sample of what's actually happened, since it's what I saw and am now able to remember -- but it's what I can manage this time! Perhaps after our move things will settle down a bit and I'll be able to witness and record more of the learning.

Reading

• We finished reading The Black Cauldron out loud for bedtime reading.
• We read Land of Hope, a historical novel about immigrants coming to the U.S. via Ellis Island, with many pauses to talk about the history and why things happened as they did for the characters.
• We started Little House in the Big Woods. Both kids are enjoying it, looking at the pictures, and asking lots of questions.
• T is showing a new level of interest in words. UnschoolerDad started a tradition of reading the same book (The Sneetches and Other Stories by Dr. Seuss) to him every day. T likes to pick one word that appears often in each story and say that word when it comes up. He also likes to do a word search: I'll tell him a word that appears somewhere on the page we're reading, and he'll try to find the word on the page. The first time we tried this he seemed frustrated, but when I started to move on to more reading, he said he wanted to try it again. Not one to shrink from a challenge of his own choosing, this young one!
• We walked by a police car the other day, parked in a restaurant's dumpster area. We saw it from the back -- the lights on top were almost invisible, so the only sign it was a police car was the word POLICE written across the back of the trunk. T asked why the police car was parked by the trash. I answered him, then asked how he knew it was a police car. He said he saw the word "POLICE" on it. He was very proud of himself!
• P is enjoying the Amulet series of graphic novels. She reads and rereads them, to herself and to T, who also enjoys them.

Doing

• When we were getting ready to make an offer on a house to buy, P helped me do the arithmetic to figure price per square foot on some comparable homes sold in the area recently. I'd read her the prices and square footage of the homes, and she'd divide them out, tell me the result, and then multiply by the square footage of our desired home. This was the first time she'd dealt with place values up to the hundreds of thousands. I don't think it sank in all the way, but it was a good exposure, and she enjoyed the exercise.
• We went to a Heritage Event, a sort of living history event set in 1880 in the Colorado foothills. P enjoyed it and is considering becoming a volunteer next year, when she'll be old enough to do so as long as I'm volunteering too. We saw and/or tried metal bathtubs, chamber pots, hand tools for making buttons (we watched but didn't do it, as the line was very long!), butter churning, laundry with washboard and wringer, sausage making, a class in a multi-age schoolroom segregated by sex (though the teacher let P sit by T when she asked very politely if she could go and help him), and more.

Making

• We've been making cookies. T especially likes to help measure in the ingredients and lick the spoon. P picks up a new cooking term or technique from time to time.
• Both kids have been painting and drawing a lot.
• T is enjoying stamping with rubber stamps, including carefully cleaning the stamps between colors of ink.
• P is making amazing creations in Minecraft. She builds elaborate castles, farms, security systems, arenas, zoos, signs to be viewed from high in the sky, and more, and she's lighting them up with electric lamps controlled by redstone circuits, and then sometimes enjoying blowing them up with TNT and/or drowning them in lava when she's ready to move on. She watches YouTube videos other Minecraft enthusiasts have made to get ideas. I showed her how to access the Minecraft Wiki online to learn how to craft or use items in Minecraft, which is leading to a fair amount of reading, spelling, and online search activity. 
• T is building like mad with Lego. He has several Lego kits, and we've bought, organized, and labeled two big fishing-lure boxes to hold them in an accessible way by sorting them by size and shape. T enjoys the building and the sorting, and he likes sharing his creations with other kids and adults.

Writing

• T liked writing numbers on a slate at the living-history class. His numbers bear some resemblance to the usual forms. He reads numbers very well because of his extensive work with Lego building instructions. He also likes writing his name on things, though he still asks how to make some of the letters.
• P wrote a fairy story to put in a book in her Minecraft library. She's learning her way around a computer keyboard, so typing is becoming less frustrated.

Watching

• We watched the first three Star Wars movies (Episodes IV, V, VI) on DVD. T is starting to be more okay with tense moments in movies, though sometimes he leaves and plays with something else for a while. 
• Minecraft videos
• Opera scenes on YouTube -- I heard some great opera arias on a public radio pledge drive one day, and I wanted to share them with whoever was interested, so I looked them up on YouTube and played some. (I also made a pledge that will get us a 6-CD set of 100 opera arias sometime soon.) T was very interested in the costumes and the facial expressions and body language. Sometimes he asked what they were saying, and I supplied the best translations I could come up with for the Italian or German.

Listening

• Both kids are more attentive than they look at times, catching odd bits of my conversations with UnschoolerDad or of stories on the radio and asking questions about them. Examples of that are in some other sections.

Talking

• After a little bit of stargazing in new-moon dark skies recently, P started asking questions: Why do the planets go around the Sun instead of around some other star? (We talked about relative strengths of gravitational attraction based on distance, about measuring distance in light years and light minutes, and about how everything in our galaxy orbits the galactic core.) T wanted to know what planets were in our solar system (P was able to come up with most of them, and I supplied the rest). P wanted to know why the band of stars across the sky was called the Milky Way, when that's the galaxy we're in (We talked about spiral arms and the general shape of the galaxy). We talked about the lengths of years for different planets at different distances from the Sun. There was more along those lines, but that's what I remember.
• T asked UnschoolerDad how fast a car would have to go to keep up with the sun (really with the earth's rotation, keeping the sun always in the sky). UD asked me, and I said it would depend on latitude, but at the equator, you'd have to go a little over 1000 miles per hour. We talked about why a car wouldn't be able to do that. UD mentioned that in space, without air resistance, the space shuttle could orbit in a matter of hours, going MUCH faster than the car at the equator and passing quickly from day to night and back again. T was intrigued.
• P asked why the sky is blue even though the sun is yellow. We talked about atmospheric scattering of blue light, and why these two observations are partly due to the same phenomenon.
• I took the kids out to dinner recently, and one of the straws that came with their milk drinks had some liquid in it inside the wrapper. We washed it out thoroughly, and a conversation about various kinds of food contamination (deliberate and accidental) ensued. We talked about how one poisoning incident with medicines when I was a child had led to just about everything having safety seals on it. We talked about pop-up lids on goods in jars, and why they work the way they do (UD returned a jar of something recently after discovering its lid had popped up before we opened it, and the kids noticed that and wanted to know about it). We talked about swollen cans or jar lids and the connection with botulism, about safe opening and disposal of contaminated goods, and more. P connected the pressure in botulism-infected cans with the pressure of fizzy drinks when you open them, so we talked about carbonation. We also talked a little about Botox injections and how the botulinum toxin in them paralyzes facial muscles, and wondered together why people getting Botox injections don't get botulism illness.

Visiting

• Both kids have enjoyed looking at new houses we were considering buying. They love the one we chose. They've been back to the old house with me many times, doing various things to get it ready for sale or get our stuff out of it. They watched as UD and I hauled some heavy tools up a steep ramp from the workshop to the garage (whence the movers can take over), using a block and tackle so I could pull the 400-lb tools up fairly easily while UD supported and steered them up the ramp.

Thinking, asking questions, planning...

• I've been reading The Black Cauldron to the kids at bedtime. One night we reached the part apart the Marshes of Morva, and the book mentioned that the marshes reeked. I explained that reeking meant stinking, and talked a bit about aerobic and anaerobic bacteria, and how anaerobes' products of decomposition make marshes stinky, just as they do compost piles that don't get enough turning or aeration; but that decomposition by aerobic bacteria doesn't create nearly such a foul odor. P wanted to know what sorts of dead things would be decomposing, and we talked a little about the plant and animal possibilities.
• P wants to write a thank-you note to our realtor for helping us find such a cool new house. She really likes him and says he's great with kids. I told her the best time to give a note like that would be at closing, since then we'd know we really were moving into that cool house. She thought about how much she'd like to write and started mentally working out how many sentences she could write if she did two per day for a week. (She got an incorrect answer, but when I used her same method to show her the correct answer, she immediately recognized what her mistake had been. As a former math teacher, I wish all my students had been so willing and able to seek and find their mistakes!)

Getting Closer to a Groove

It's been a busy time, and I've been remembering to write a lot of it down, so here goes with an unexpectedly-soon post!

I've been feeling like I'm settling into a better groove with the kids. Listening better to their questions, making sure my responses are as informative as I can manage, remembering to look it up later if I don't have a good answer, and following where the interests lead without judgment or wishing they were going somewhere else (or at least without acting on those wishes -- one step at a time!). I think I've had some success at directing less and collaborating more, at asking them for their thoughts when things get hard, and generally being present to them more. It's a good feeling.


Reading

• More in the library book on the human body. We've read about the structure of bones, osteomalacia and osteoporosis (after reading this  they asked for their vitamins to get their calcium and vitamin D supplements), the names of skeletal muscles (which one is this that's sore?), the male and female urinary and reproductive systems, what kidneys are for and some of what can go wrong with them (one of our cats is going through acute kidney failure, so this was of special interest). We continued with teeth, the anatomy of the mouth, and the parts of the digestive system and their functions. 
• P continues to read over my shoulder on the computer and during videos when there is text onscreen. 
• P reads kids' books to T pretty frequently.
• T played with Starfall.com for a while, enjoying the letter games and (with my help) the story pages.

Doing

• P went to a one-time class on mirrors at the local children's museum. I didn't go with her, so I don't know many details, but she excitedly showed me her drawing of the sunspots she'd observed through a solar telescope, and she made a triangular tube, mirrored on the inside, that gives nice kaleidoscopic effects when you look through it.
• Cleaning up -- mostly this is me, but P sometimes decides to dig in and get her room in better shape, with or without my help. And once recently, when I'd decided to spend half an hour tidying up at a run (while playing music) to get some aerobic exercise, T found the speed and liveliness contagious and helped me. We were so effective that before the half hour was up, there was very little stuff left to put away! P also dove willingly into cleaning her room more than has been usual recently when she got a book on CD from the library.
• Hooping (see below, under Making, for how we got started on this) -- P is working on hooping tricks in her own style, and she has some pretty original stuff going on. I've been working on it a lot, and I'm having fun hooping in the nearest shady spot when the kids are playing happily at a park.
• Swimming, with an emphasis on fun rather than specific skills. T, however, enjoys floating on his back with some support from me.

Making

• One mom in our unschooling park day group, after several people had fun learning some hula-hooping tricks from her, took orders with measurements and made custom-sized polyethylene-tubing hoops for everyone who wanted them -- 40 new hoopers! She brought appropriate tape for adding texture, weight, and decoration to the hoops, and each person decorated their own (or asked their mom to do it with their chosen colors!). P and I both got hoops. I can already see that I should have gotten one for T as well -- he loves trying to hoop with P's hoop, though it's too big for him to have extended success. P, armed with the right size hoop for her, has gone from frustrated to quite competent at hooping; and I'm having fun learning and inventing tricks to try. Hooping and hoop dancing are not as intense aerobically as running, but you can sure work up a sweat at them and strengthen some core muscles, as my sore body will attest!
• We bought T his first Lego Creator set -- it makes two kinds of rescue plane and one rescue boat. In the course of putting them together (he needed some support from me at first, but became increasingly independent after initial tries), he pays attention to numbers (step numbers on the page and counting bumps to find the right-size pieces), symmetry, angles, size, relative position, color, and whatever it looks like is taking shape (the nose of a plane, the engines, etc.). I was surprised, as we were going through the instructions for the first model plane, that he correctly and consistently identified the back end of the plane, although it took a while for it to be clear to me where the back was. It's a much richer experience than I had imagined.  T also did some improvising, adding waterskis to the bottom of the boat and such. P already has a couple of Lego Friends sets she got for her birthday this year, and the process of putting them together is similar, but she already had the number skills more firmly and put them together mostly by herself, so I didn't get as intimate a look at the process for her.

Writing

• P wrote out a recipe. She would ask how to spell things, and I'd encourage (but not require) her to take a guess and then let her know how she was doing. Most of her guesses were correct this time. Her spelling is gradually improving. I'm hoping her confidence will follow.
• Both kids signed their names to a note I sent along with a birthday present to their cousin. This was a big deal for T, who's only written his name 2 or 3 times before. Not so much for P, though she enjoyed writing her name in cursive.

Watching

• Fairly Legal, a TV series about a mediator working within a large law firm. The show takes the usual dramatic liberties with what mediators or lawyers would actually do, but it's neat to see how the different perspectives of lawyers and mediators work out in resolving conflicts, and of course it's nice for siblings to see how hard the mediator will work to find a win-win solution.
• Martha Speaks, the show about the talking dog, uses new vocabulary in ways that help it stick nicely.

Listening

• Me singing: UU hymns, chants, rounds (occasionally P learns them and we sing them in canon), patriotic songs, peace anthems, folk and country songs my dad sang to me when I was little, and whatever else pops into my mind along with enough of its lyrics at bedtime. 
• Lively music on the radio, when someone wants it.
• P checked out Book 5 of the 39 Clues series (The Black Circle) on CD and polished it off in just two days. This one is set in Russia, and I think it's related to the killings of the royal family at the time of the Revolution, though I wasn't listening closely enough to be sure.
• We went to an outdoor concert at a favorite park, but the amplified music was too loud for both kids. We tried moving way back away from the speakers, but they still weren't having a good time, so we ended up leaving. Maybe earplugs, or cotton to stuff in sensitive ears, should be in our car!

Talking

• When T was putting together his Lego set, P really wanted him to be playing with her instead. She wove and acted out an intense narrative right nearby, with eraser-pet animals and vehicles built of her own Lego. He was sucked in several times, though he kept coming back to his building. Often when they start off playing together, P weaves a tale, but conflict arises when T wants to do something in a different way (contribute his own thinking to the the game). In this case, she had to focus on creating a tale that would draw him in as much as possible, without direct feedback from him aside from what got him to come away from his building to look.
• Overheard between the kids: P was telling T about how, when T was a baby, he would pull P's hair really hard. T said, "Oh, is that why you boss me around so much?" P assured him she hardly remembered the hair pulling. T asked, "Then why do you do it?" and after a pause added, "I would like you to stop." This is clearer than he's been on this issue in the past. It seems to be much on his mind. I think it will be interesting to think with P about why she does act bossy so much and what might help change that dynamic. Her first thought in the conversation with T was that maybe she should stop hanging around a particular friend so much, since she is "the queen of the bossy people." P has mixed feelings about this friend, whom she sees at a particular gathering she attends often. She's glad to have someone to play with, but often P ends up in tears before the gathering is over.

Visiting

• We've spent some time at a local children's museum. Both kids love dressing up in costumes and sometimes using them to put on plays. They saw Earth's motions of rotation and revolution on a model where they could sit and spin in place or roll on a track around the sun. P saw why we have seasons using a model of the Sun and Earth that included the tilted axis, the north star, rotation and revolution, and a volunteer with laser tools to demonstrate everything. T played with model trains (electric and Thomas-type) for loooong stretches of time and dug in the sandbox. Both kids played with play money, play train tickets, and a whooshing vacuum system for delivering those little drive-thru bank canisters back and forth. They made huge bubble walls around themselves. They experimented with swinging an LED-lit pendulum over a rotating disk on which the light left tracks, and we saw some of the awesome possibilities of periodic motion. They tried rolling balls down tracks and seeing what shape tracks the balls could complete vs. those they would roll backward on. They learned about pirate flags and their uses in communication with other ships. They built with Lincoln Logs and similar but larger, big-enough-to-walk-inside-the-finished-house, modular building pieces. They held prisms and diffraction gratings (aka CDs) in sunlight and played with rainbows. They held their hands up in front of red, green, and blue lights and saw the multitude of colored shadows created by blocking some lights and not others. They shared toys, ideas, and pretend play with other kids, including friends and strangers, and made friends with the children of a friend of mine who just moved to town. At one point my friend observed, "The girls have traded little brothers, and I think they both like the change!"

Thinking, asking questions, planning...

• P asked whether Tasmanian devils were close relatives of dogs or cats. We looked them up and found they were marsupials. We talked about mammals including all three animals, and then about the major divisions of mammals (placental mammals, marsupials, and monotremes) and the key differences among them. P was very amused by the short-beaked echidna pictured on the Wikipedia page on monotremes. Even though her favorite TV show, Phineas and Ferb, includes a platypus character, Perry (he has his own theme song, similar to "Secret Agent Man," which starts off, "He's a semiaquatic, egg-laying mammal of action!"), beaked mammals were a funny idea. I think that speaks to a pretty good concept of mammals in general, monotremes excepted!

Short-beaked echidna

• P asked me, as we were in the car, about to turn onto the residential through street near our house, whether it was a one-way street. I said no, they were all two-way around here, so she asked, "Then why do we drive right down the middle of it?" I pointed out we were slightly to the right and talked about what my driver ed teacher told me -- that when you're driving on a street without lane markings, you have to position yourself between actual and likely hazards. We talked about what those were for that road -- oncoming traffic (none at the moment), car doors opening or people or animals walking out between parked cars (always possible), and P understood that was why we would drive out toward the middle rather than hugging the parked cars on the right. We also talked about how drivers always need to be scanning ahead for possible hazards, like children playing in yards, dogs walking off leash, cars backing out of driveways, and other beings who might dart out into the road without thinking or without seeing us in time to avoid a collision without our vigilance.
• P asked why the police tell people to come out (of buildings, cars, etc.) with their hands up. We talked about the possibility of concealed weapons and the police needing to know that people aren't about to use them.
• P asked why people learn to fly on gliders rather than small powered planes. We talked about the pros and cons: it would be nice to have the option of aborting a landing and going around again if you miss the runway, for example, but in a glider there would be fewer controls to learn to handle simultaneously. We also talked about instructors with dual controls providing a safeguard against serious errors by new pilots.
• P asked whether you need to get a permit when you move from one state to another. I told her that wasn't necessary within the United States, but that you did need a visa to move to another country. We also talked about what you do have to do when you change states, like getting a driver's license in your new state, re-registering your car, re-registering to vote, etc.
• P asked why some horses whose paddocks we were driving by had hoods on that covered their eyes. We wondered whether they were skittish and could relax better when blindfolded. We looked it up after we got home and found out those were fly masks. Flies like to drink the liquid that comes from a horse's eyes, and this is very annoying to the horse. The fly masks are made of a fabric that the horses can see through, because it's so close to their eyes. One site we found said that horses are almost never blindfolded, unless it's an emergency situation like a fire, when the handler needs to lead a horse quickly without it being distracted by scary things around it.
• T asked whether there were real rescue planes like the one he was building with his Lego set. We looked up rescue seaplanes and found some interesting Wikipedia pages, like this one, about particular flying boats.

Spring Smorgasbord

Spring weather has finally arrived in our area, and our bodies and minds are all over the place. Except in the garden, where I'd like to be preparing the soil for planting; but the kids want to be playing inside today, and so I have time to write.

We've been getting outdoors a lot for letterboxing adventures, learning, and socialization. A non-comprehensive list of our outdoor play:

• We took our first hike of the season in the nearby mountain park, hoping to find a letterbox at the end of the hike. I was glad we had a goal in mind, because the uphill hike was tiring, and we considered turning around but persisted, thinking (correctly) that our goal was close at hand. On the hike we talked about circulation and surgery: P wanted to know why you can't feel your leg when its circulation gets cut off for a while, so we talked about nerve cells needing oxygen to work; then she wanted to know if you'd have to be asleep for a surgery in which blood flow to a part of the body needed to be stopped. We talked about various kinds of surgeries and which could be done awake or asleep. We saw and identified yucca, cactus, grasses, trees, magpies, and blue jays. We talked about moss, which we saw on some rocks in creeks. The kids enjoyed playing on the rocks across the creek in several places, and building tiny dams of pine needles, sticks, and moss. T is much steadier on his feet than I expected; he was able to cross creeks on rocks easily on his own. Both kids ran joyfully most of the way on the downhill return hike.
• T went with me for another letterbox while P was at her choir rehearsal nearby. He enjoyed playing with the compass and beginning to learn to use it. He was clear that if he faced north, south was behind him, and vice versa.
• We visited a nearby park, playing for as long as the kids wanted and then going to find two more letterboxes in the neighboring open space. On that walk the kids played in mud, experiencing different textures and kinds, including pull-your-shoes-off sticky mud. They played in a big puddle/small pond with sticks, stirring up the very fine sediment and noticing how the water looked cloudy, but the individual silt/clay particles were too fine to see. We talked about what kind of rock those sediments would form, given enough time and pressure. I was uptight about the mud at first, but before we went home I had relaxed into letting the kids get as messy as they wanted, knowing we'd be able to clean ourselves up. I was reminded of Ms. Frizzle's slogan from The Magic School Bus: "Take chances, make mistakes, get messy!" That might make a good unschooling motto!
• At an unschooling park day, P experienced some rejection when trying to join a game being played by several girls near her age, who've played together for months or years. As the afternoon went on, I made some suggestions about how to join their play (learn their names instead of calling them "guys," use questions and suggestions rather than demands, look for opportunities to expand on their game in fun ways, rather than trying to change it), and I came along to try to grease the skids a bit. She did eventually work her way in, providing a tornado shelter for the fairy house they were building, and she played for a long time with one of the girls after the others went home. T also wanted to be in on some of those games, and I worked with him on how to make his way in, too. He was carrying a big stick that one of the girls was worried about, so she was telling him to stay away; but once he put down the stick and came to help, he was more or less welcome.

Through these outings, I was working on my pace and how I handled transitions with the kids. I'm noticing that when I avoid making arbitrary demands (do this, do that, hurry up), the requests or demands that I do make, for real reasons, are met with greater cooperation. There's a "Duh!" element to this, of course, but it's sinking in more deeply for me that when I notice what the kids are enjoying at transition time, rather than focusing on how fast I can get them to do something else, they notice my consideration for them and react better when the time to move on has really (and it helps if it's for reasons they can understand) arrived. They light up when they can share their enjoyment with me and feel seen, along with all their pleasures and preferences about how life goes -- and that helps when their preferences don't work out on a particular occasion.

We had some interesting books from the library:

• Every Thing On It, a book of poems by Shel Silverstein. These are delightfully attuned to kids' interests, including gross and silly stuff as well as calmer fare. And the segmented nature of the poems lends itself well to bedtime reading, when I'm trying to keep an eye on approaching sleep and stop reading when it's time to doze off quietly. We had one delightful group nap on the big bed, on a day when I felt everyone could use one -- I grabbed a stack of interesting books and said I'd read them to anyone who came along. Everyone was listening within 2 minutes, and everyone was asleep in about half an hour, including me. Yum!
• Listen for the Bus: David's Story. Both kids liked this picture book about David, a boy who's blind and hard of hearing. The book talks about how kindergarten works for David, including braille and other tactile clues his teachers use to help him navigate his world; and about what David loves most in his life outside school (loud noises, big dogs, hammock swings, riding horses, and more). 

• To Everything There Is a Season. I was reading a Secular Homeschooling Magazine article about reading the Bible for cultural literacy, and this book came up there as a good start for kids still a little young for some of the Bible's more disturbing offerings. The illustrations are based on the content and style of pictures from a variety of cultures -- Japanese, ancient Egyptian, Aztec, Thai, Indian, and more -- and there is a key to the illustrations in the back of the book that briefly explains both the meaning of the verse from Ecclesiastes on that page, and a bit about the cultural context of the illustration used. P was very engaged in both the text and the illustration key. She did point out, in response the the verse used at the end (Ecclesiastes 1:4, "One generation passes away, and another generation comes; But the earth abides forever."), that the Earth would actually be engulfed in the sun in a few billion more years. We talked a little about how that compares to the time scale of human life.
• The Magic School Bus Hops Home: A Book About Animal Habitats. This was the book that started our group-nap reading. I like that it addresses both what animals need in real and artificial habitats, and how they might be better or worse off as pets than living in the wider world.

• Starry Messenger, a book about Galileo Galilei. P, who is already familiar with Galileo's going against church teachings based on his observations of the planets, liked this one. It has the basic story of Galileo's discoveries and his conflict with the church, and also handwritten quotes on every page from Galileo's notebooks, supporting his attitude that science is a better guide than scripture for humans trying to understand how their world works.
• Hattie Big Sky. We recently started reading this book about an orphaned 16-year-old girl in 1917 who inherits her uncle's unproved claim in Montana and goes to work it and finish proving up by herself. We talked about why damp hands would freeze to a pump handle, what banking a fire means, food and land prices during World War I, why people were suspicious of their German neighbors, rationing, knitting for soldiers at the front, and more.

Other media encounters in the past two weeks:

• We discovered that new episodes of Phineas and Ferb are being produced and made available on Netflix. P recognized an allusion to the bridge in Monty Python and the Holy Grail in one of them, from my showing her the scene on YouTube months ago. The new episodes are even richer than usual in cultural and literary allusions, which I'm looking forward to unpacking with P.
• I remembered Paddle to the Sea, a short film I saw as a child, and showed it to P on YouTube. She watched it all the way through, and we talked a little about how the people who found the wooden Indian felt, and why they sent Paddle on his way instead of keeping him. After watching it, we tried making origami boats out of regular paper (which bogged down quickly as the water soaked through) and waxed paper (this floated for 3-4 days with very little change before we needed the space for something else). We talked a bit about water permeability and saw and felt the difference between the permeable and impermeable papers.
• With St. Patrick's Day coming up, I was thinking about the Blarney Stone, and we looked up the origins of the custom of kissing it, as well as images of how people kissed it before and after the iron railings for that purpose were added. The risk has been considerably reduced from the time when one had to be dangled by the ankles!
• P asked when Easter would be, and we looked up how it's figured (roughly speaking, it's the Sunday after the full moon that falls on or after March 21, unless you're talking about Orthodox Easter, which uses the Julian calendar, in which the equinox is figured around April 3...) and this year's date.
• A friend posted this marvelous web site about the scale of the universe, which all of perused at some length. It was interesting, after the pond adventure, to see the particle of silt, just below the size humans can see with the unaided eye. (Note: this site works much better in Chrome than in Firefox.) While I was writing this blog entry and went back to get the link for the site, P got interested again and I needed to give up the computer for a time so she could continue exploring! P discovered that you can click on objects on the site to learn more about them.
• T spent some time typing on a One-Laptop-Per-Child computer we've had for a long time, and which he sort of knows how to use. He asked how to spell my name so he could type it. He's figured out how to use Shift to get capital letters, and he knows all his capital letters, so he can hunt and peck to type what I say. P took a turn later and wrote some nicely spelled short messages!

The kids asked lots of cool questions. A few of them:

• "What are animals with pickles on their backs called?" That was T, who at age three doesn't say Rs yet. He was thinking of porcupines. He wanted to play porcupines with P, so he also wanted to know what porcupines ate. (Leaves, twigs, and other plants; in winter, inner bark/cambium. They smell like old sawdust.) We also learned that they turn their rumps to protect themselves from predators, that they cannot throw their quills but release them more easily when frightened, that they may slap with their tails, and that their common causes of death include predation, getting hit by cars, and falling out of trees.
• "If you looked in a mirror with x-ray glasses on, would you see behind the mirror or inside yourself?" P asked this. We talked a bit about why x-ray glasses wouldn't work so well (setting the depth of field is a problem), but then we looked it up. X rays reflect from mirrors only at grazing angles, so mostly you'd see behind the mirror. But they can "reflect" by Bragg diffraction (constructive interference between reflections from atoms in different layers of a crystal), which makes x-ray crystallography possible. at just the right angle, thus the possibility of x-ray crystallography.)
• "Why do our teeth curve backward instead of being in a straight line in front?" That was P. I explained it in terms of leverage: just as it's easier to cut near the pivot of scissors, our jaws are more powerful near the joint, so we can chew harder things with teeth that curve backward. So natural selection would favor animals whose jaws had that powerful construction. 

And there was much miscellany:

• T built some neat, non-tesselated tile designs with the pattern blocks. He also noticed that you could build up the shapes of some pattern blocks using others: three green triangles make a red trapezoid, two trapezoids make a yellow hexagon, etc.
• We went to a place with a lot of inflated, bouncy structures for one snowy park day. P went from lonely to buddied up (she has since played with those new friends at another park day), and T grew much more confident in his climbing as the hours wore on.
• P and I looked at photos of fishing flies and lures and talked about how and why they would be useful for catching fish.
• P was making triangles on a geoboard that happened to be isosceles triangles, so I commented on that and said it meant they had two sides the same. I wasn't sure she was listening, but she piped up, "And one side different." Nice to see comprehension when even attention wasn't a sure thing!
• P talked about having two and a half fourths of something. I said that I knew what she meant, and drew a circle divided into fourths, with 2.5 of them colored in. Then I redivided the circle into eighths with a different color of marker and showed her how 2.5 fourths was the same as five eighths. We did it with 3.5 fourths and 2.5 tenths as well. I showed her the "giant one" method for converting fractions that I used to teach to seventh graders. That may have been too much to sink in at this developmental stage, but I think P understood the pie charts. The next day P asked about how to divide 7 things equally between 2 people, and she followed the explanation well and reversed the calculations correctly herself.
• When UnschoolerDad came back from a business trip, we picked him up at the airport. It was a bit of a comedy of errors, trying to reach the right curb on the right level to pick him up; we circled the airport three times. While I drove, we talked about airport security and why we weren't allowed to park long enough for UD to walk to where we were.
• UD brought home gifts for the kids, including a model F-14 Tomcat fighter plane for T, who has been envious of P's model Blue Angel jet. The F-14's wings swivel back into a smaller, swept-back profile when it goes faster, and we talked a little about why different wing sizes would be desirable at different speeds, especially supersonic speeds (when a lot of vibration would be hard on wide wings, but swept-back wings can withstand it better).

Chores, Choices, Chromosomes, Contact, and Crystals

I seem to have reorganized part of the inside of my head. This is hard to show pictures of, so here's a crystal tree to keep you going:

I recently finished reading Sandra Dodd's Big Book of Unschooling, which I bought from her at the Always Learning Live unschooling symposium. Lots of it was familiar from reading on her website; the book is a sort of snapshot of the web site from 2009. But there were many parts I hadn't seen before. One of them involved chores such as housecleaning. Sandra wrote that one of the principles they try to live by at her house is, "If a mess is bothering you, YOU clean it up." Really? Even if someone else made the whole thing? Even if I know who it was? This was in deep conflict with my existing ways of thinking about parenting. But it also resonated with some of what I'd heard at the symposium from other parents, and it sounded good, especially to my inner kid. I decided, provisionally, inside my own head, to try it out for a while. If P's room was really messy and bugging me and she didn't want to clean it, I'd spend some time on it myself. (This took some convincing of P the first time; she thought I meant to go in and get rid of things because she wouldn't clean them up, a sad memory from our older ways of doing things. We're still working on rebuilding trust from that sort of thing.) If the living room was too messy, I'd spend some time on it. (The living room is often a hard one to assign responsibility for anyway, since many people's messes intermingle there.)

I found that cleaning P's room by myself felt entirely different from cleaning it with her, in a good way. I didn't feel I had to teach her or somehow entrain her into doing it correctly on her own. I was just doing it, seeing it as my own project. I put things where I knew they went, or if I wasn't sure, I left them in a little pile in the middle of the room, so P wouldn't have a hard time finding them later. I enjoyed seeing what P was playing with and what kinds of juxtapositions she had made. I made some judgment calls I felt comfortable with as far as what bits and pieces to keep and what to recycle or throw away; and with some effort, I avoided the passive-aggressive urge to throw away more than P would, since I (!) was the one doing the cleaning. I felt at peace in that I was simply doing the task that I felt needed doing, not trying to get an unwilling other person to do it. I did feel a little irritated the next day, when most of what I'd cleaned had been messed up again. But I continued trying to be honest with myself, internally, about whether it was bugging me and why, and cleaning up when it felt like that would make my world better; and the irritation has passed for now.

In the rest of the house, focusing on tidying up and cleaning because I, personally (not some external arbiter or internalized voice in my head), would like things to be neater or cleaner, has had interesting effects. Parts of the house get a little messier than they used to, at least for a while. Other parts are cleaner. The kitchen looks great; I use it every day, and it really makes a difference to me when it's clean and ready to use. The bathroom is clean; I like using a clean sink and toilet and looking in an unbespattered mirror. I either put others' laundry away, feeling I'm giving them a gift and/or making my world better; or I wait until I can feel that way about it, or until they put it away themselves, whichever comes first. The living room only bothers me sometimes, so it gets picked up less frequently. Yesterday I saw UnschoolerDad walking across pieces of trash on the floor (there had been a pretend game involving lots of paper tickets or something) and asked him if it bothered him to be doing that. He said yes, and I said it was bothering me, too, so how about if we cleaned up? In about 10 minutes, the living room was looking great, and we were both feeling better about it. There was no browbeating the kids. Okay, we did tell them there were a few paper playthings we'd have a hard time telling apart from trash, so if they wanted to keep them, they should pick them up. Mostly they didn't care; the fun had been in making the things, more than in using them past the first couple of days.

Would I want my kids to sit, unheeding, while I clean up their messes, forever? Nope. I'm not there yet, if indeed I ever will be. And I still do ask them to clean up some of their own messes (used tissues, and sometimes things I let them get out on the condition they would clean them up), though I try to let them have some say in the timing. I reserve the right to change where I draw the lines. But for now, I find cleaning up by myself much faster and less stressful than making the kids do it with me. And I don't think the kids are benefiting from my making them clean up. I think they're learning to resent it, and that their resistance to helping is likely to get worse, not better, unless and until they have their own reasons for wanting things cleaner or for helping me. (Empathy is not a strong point of their current developmental stages, but that won't be true forever.) Sure, by being made to pick up trash and put toys away, they learn how to do those tasks, but they aren't rocket science. It's easy stuff to figure out, and T (who has had far less required of him at age 3 than P has at ages 5-7) does tidy up spontaneously now and then. They do enjoy certain kinds of cleaning, like scrubbing the floors, if I let them choose when to do them. One unschooling writer, Joyce Fetteroll, often has unschooling moms consider whether what they're telling their kids is okay, by imagining their husbands saying the same things to the moms. I would be pissed if UnschoolerDad tried to tell me when to scrub the floor, or that it was time for me to pick things up off the floor right now, while I'm in the middle of writing a blog entry. If there were a good reason I could understand (if someone on whom we wanted to make a good impression were on their way over, say, or if he would be willing to vacuum if the floor were tidied up before he had to go do something else), I'd be on board. But I'd have to understand it, or at least trust his reasoning. When the chores required and the times for doing them are arbitrary as far as they're concerned, it's hard for the kids to get on board.

What many parents of older unschooled kids say is that, once the parents switched from requiring kids to do chores to doing them cheerfully themselves, the kids first kicked back for a while as they came to trust they wouldn't be forced to work, and then started pitching in fairly frequently without being asked, or even going beyond the original scope of work to do other chores they noticed needed to be done. I can hope for that. But I think that if I fix that in mind as my goal, it will lead to more of the same old resentment if it doesn't pan out on whatever schedule I have in mind, or for a particular task. So for now, I'll keep trying out the theory that chores won't be hard to learn when the kids are ready, and that doing them myself preserves more peace for me and everyone else than trying to conscript the kids into doing them. The more I can let go of my angst and resentment around chores (and I have had plenty), the more attractive helping me will look. We'll see how it goes.

I've continued trying to think in terms of two choices -- think of at least two ways to handle a given situation, and choose the one that matches my goals better. I've talked with P a little about this, too, to help her handle times when she's exasperated with T. It's sinking in a little. "Did you make a choice?" is becoming a useful question between us.

I saw a great TED talk this week and shared it with P and T. It's about scientific visualization of molecular processes within the human body. It had amazing visuals of DNA folding into chromosomes, and of mitosis, especially the part where microtubules pull one duplicate set of chromosomes to each end of the cell, forming two new nuclei. P enjoyed it, too. We paused a lot to talk about the basics (DNA replication, chromosomes, cell division, etc.). T, who watched most of it with us, asked at one point, "Is that going on in my body right now?" Yes, everywhere, my dear! I love it!

P watched large portions of the movie Contact with me this week. She wasn't much interested in all the talk and arguing about scientific funding policy in the beginning (no surprise), but once the prime numbers started coming in over the Very Large Array in New Mexico, she was pretty well hooked. We paused to talk about ham radio and some of its conventions, the Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence (SETI), what prime numbers are, and why hearing them on a radio telescope would indicate a transmitting intelligence.

Before I get to crystals and everywhere they took us, here's a brief roundup of other highlights. There's a notable lack of anything involving leaving the house here, since we're still convalescing from the flu.

• I made a new robe for P this week. In the process, I showed her a few things about garment construction and how to use a sewing machine. She's not super-interested in machine sewing yet, but she listened and took it in, and she hand-sewed herself a little purse that day.
• P and T were playing a pretend game based on SuperWhy at one point (the SuperWhy board game was a total bust for actual game play, but the game pieces inspired extensive pretend play!), and when P tried Princess Presto's line, "Cue the sparkles! Cue the music! Princess Presto to the rescue!" only she said, "Do the sparkles! Do the music!" I realized she was missing the word cue. We talked about what cue means in stage and screen productions. With all the pretend play, this was right up P's current alley.

• P was looking with me at an online gallery of art-history references from The Simpsons (which she doesn't yet watch, but the gallery was linked on an unschooling list) when we saw a portrait in the style of Pablo Picasso, complete with too many eyes showing in a profile portrait. P remembered that Major Monogram on Phineas and Ferb is always shown the same way:
I showed everyone a video I found a while back of a vortex cannon (air cannon) being used to blow down structures made of straw, sticks, and bricks. That was fun! 
The kids and I watched Toy Story 3 together. This was mostly simple fun, but we did see a way that magnets could be used to sort ferrous metals out from trash, and the kids learned what an incinerator is. There was also some Spanish music and dance toward the end, when Buzz Lightyear got reset.
One morning, both kids were measuring everything with retractable metal tape measures. P told me a certain laundry basket was 13 inches across. I asked how many of those it would take to equal her height. (She's been telling me about some math of about that difficulty that she's doing in her head.) Rather than try the numbers, she started measuring 13-inch segments up her body, concluding that about three and a half of them fit within her height. I like her sense of what division means, there.
T has been having a lot of fun playing with my decommissioned electric toothbrush; seeing what the moving parts are and how they connect, seeing what kinds of noises it can make, changing brush heads, feeling the brush against his hand, enjoying the vibrations, and so on. 
P said something about platypuses being the only egg-laying mammals (monotremes). I thought I remembered otherwise from a museum exhibit, so we looked it up. We found out that four species of spiny anteaters (echidnas) share this distinction. And we found out the "mono" in "monotreme" comes from the fact that eggs, solid and liquid wastes all exit through the same cloacal opening. Guess it's a good thing those babies are inside protective shells, eh?

Okay, now for the crystals! This morning I got out a "Mystical Tree," which I bought recently on a toy store run with P. We set it up and got it growing. The finished product, after 6 hours, is shown at the top of this post. Here it is halfway through its growth:

I warned the kids not to touch the liquid, and then wondered whether my warnings were too strong. So I looked up the main ingredient, monopotassium phosphate. Yes, it's an eye, skin, and lung irritant -- and it's used in fertilizer and Gatorade! Okay then; I started thinking about other crystal-growing experiments the kids could be more hands-on with. I remembered making rock candy by growing sugar crystals in elementary school. So I heated up some water, dissolved a whole lot of sugar in it, and put it in two pint jars with wool yarn hanging down into them from craft sticks on top, below:

Then I got to thinking -- was that really enough sugar? I looked up a recipe for doing this and found that I'd put perhaps a third as much in as I should to saturate the solution. P watched as I boiled the solution again and put in more and more sugar, and always it dissolved out of sight. We talked about how the sugar molecules were associating with water molecules, and how we wanted to get to the point where every water molecule was doing all it could to dissolve the sugar molecules, with none left over. The dissolving got slower and weirder-looking (floating islands of granulated sugar, anyone?) until finally the solution wouldn't take any more and went all grainy. We added tiny bits of water until things dissolved again, and then re-jarred the solution to sit overnight. I gave the kids each a bit of the saturated sugar syrup in a bowl to feel and taste, and meanwhile I browsed online for other ideas. I found a page about making a Borax snowflake. P decided to try it with a spiral shape, which she made, below:

This time she did the stirring-in (only about 4.5 tablespoons of borax would dissolve in our jar of water, compared to more than 2 cups of sugar!), enjoying the swirling clouds of borax that slowly dissolved away, and the musical notes the spoon made against the jar. The jar was getting a little overfull, so I took out some water, and we found the notes got higher -- it seems the water, not so much the jar, was what determined the functional size of the resonator. After we put the jar up to cool and sit overnight next to our hopeful rock candy and (just for comparison) my weaker sugar syrup (I'll post photos of the finished crystals next time), we watched YouTube videos of glass harp music. I tried to show P how to play by rubbing the edge of a glass, but most of our glasses are too massive to vibrate well that way. We tried filling up a few with different amounts of water and striking them, but we could only get a range of about a fourth in those chunky glasses. One delicate glass teacup did allow us to stroke its edge just right to make a note of sorts. But it was nothing like the wine glasses in this Toccata and Fugue in D minor:

After a while, though, hearing Bach on wine glasses is like watching a bear dance: It's not that it's that the bear dances wonderfully that holds your attention, but that it can dance at all. So we looked up an organ version of the Bach and found this lovely video:

The piano-roll-style digital notation here is wonderfully intuitive, whether you read music yet or not. We listened to several pieces more by Bach, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, and more with similar visuals, enjoying the interplay between sound and sight and the artistry of the varied visual representations we found. P gave us the play-by-play for those pieces included in either version of Fantasia (1940 or 2000), but she also watched with total attention through Bach's entire Cello Suite No. 1, which isn't in either movie:

This exploration also led to watching videos on how a harpsichord works, discussing the differences between harpsichord and piano, and making a mallet from a skewer and rubber bands to try on P's lap harp. She says it sounds a little like a piano.

And if that isn't a nice excursion of ideas from a Mystical Tree, I don't know what is.