Friday, December 7, 2012

December 2 - 8, 2012 + Second Week of Advent

What we did this week:

  • Saxon Math 1: Lessons 71-73 (writing the number 64, tallying, counting by 5s; writing the number 65, using a ruler to draw a line segment; writing the number 66, sorting common items)
  • The Ordinary Parent's Guide to Teaching Reading: Lessons 122-124 (the vowel pair OY as /oi/; the vowel pair OI as /oi/; review words with /ou/ or /oi/ sound)
  • Zaner-Bloser Handwriting 1: Pages 34-39 (writing numerals)
  • Spelling Workout A: Lessons 9-11 (beginning and ending l, d, n; beginning and ending w, c, r; beginning v, y, z, qu)
  • Who Am I?: First Week of Advent
We celebrated St. Nicholas Eve and Day with Christmas letters in shoes, gold coins in the morning, and a St. Nicholas puppet a la  Here's Henry and his version:

St. Nicholas and St. Patrick had quite a few adventures together this week.


We had a brief setback with Oliver this week as he began having longer stretches of sleep disturbances again.  After a five hour stint during the wee hours of Monday morning, we called in and canceled his therapy session for the day and made an appointment with the pediatrician instead.  He sent us on our way with a new prescription for Zyrtec, suspecting that seasonal allergies may be playing a role in his nighttime distress.  Happily, the medicine seems to have helped as Oliver actually slept through the night a few times this week.  Last night, he had a short episode, but it wasn't too bad.

Otherwise, he had a good week in therapy.  Since we missed Monday, I didn't get a monthly report from the therapist in charge of his plan.  Hopefully, I'll hear from her next week.


Starfalling.  Her new name for herself is "A Girl."  She knows everybody's name, but won't say her own now.  After two boys who were late talkers (with Oliver still nonverbal), I'm constantly surprised by what comes out of Jane's mouth.  The first morning after we put up our Advent decorations, she came downstairs and said accusingly, "Hey! What's going on?  Where's the candle?" I'd moved our Paschal candle off our little table to make room for the Jesse Tree and Advent candle holder.  Apparently, I should have cleared that with her first.  Or, the other night, as Matt was getting her dressed for bed, she was laying on the counter, staring up at the twinkle lights I'd hung around the mirror in the bathroom, and sighed and said, "I'm so happy."

I'm glad, kiddo.


Rolling about, blowing raspberries, and still giving stirring orations to his hands while trying to eat his feet.


The feast day of Our Lady of Guadalupe is on Wednesday and I'm planning on a batch of chicken tortilla soup and a flan or two.  The popup book I linked to last week is in the Amazon cart, ready to order.  I'm still thinking over getting a pinata.  The more I think about Henry blindly swinging a stick, the more I hesitate.

I wasn't planning on doing much this year for St. Lucy's feast day on the 13th, but then I read this post on Catholic Icing and thought, "hey, we can swing that."  So, braided cinnamon rolls in the morning (with candles) and a trip around the nearby neighborhoods to see Christmas lights it is.  I think we'll get everybody bathed and in pajamas before we head out, just to keep them all on schedule.

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