Summer Reading!

Being a 3rd grade public school teacher, I know the importance of early literacy. Every summer, I know I haven’t done a great job of keeping the kids reading.

I decided this year would be different. I challenged the Owen and Quinn to read 100 books this summer. The very first day of summer, made a special trip to the local public library. They each checked out 2 books and we plan on going every Tuesday. Not only did I put incentives in place to keep them focused on the goal, the library has prizes for every 2 hours they read. It even had a play room for children up to 4 years old, Quinn is already begging to go back. The county library has events from magic shows to movies planned throughout the summer as well.

Our school library is also open for the summer. I plan on taking the kids next week to check out some more books.

So, check out your local libraries. I bet they have lots of fun activities planned throughout the summer. Because, well…Libraries Rock!

Cherished Childhood Memories.


One of my favorite childhood memories is whenever a large rainstorm would hit, my brothers and I would race down to the pond to catch the tiny fish caught in the overflow. My mom’s favorite story to tell is how we snuck one of those tiny bass into my dad’s tropical fish tank. Well the poor little guy ate every one of the guppies for breakfast. To say my dad wasn’t amused would be an understatement.
Well, the last two weeks in Texas have been experiencing the little bitty stingin rain. Big ol fat rain. Rain that flew sideways and even rain that seemed to come from underneath. We were under numerous flash flood warnings.
Well today, the sun finally made an appearance. Hallelujah!!


With the kids dying to go outside, I decided to let them explore. On our walk about, it didn’t take long for them to notice the water overflowing out of the pond. Within minutes they were scooping the fish up and running to put them back in the pond.

I’m typically not an overly sentimental or emotional person, but I just had the best time watching my children make the same memories that I cherish.

Our Journey with ADD/ADHD.

As parents we are constantly worried and second guessing ourselves over just about every decision we have to make. I knew early on that my oldest son was not your textbook child. I could never anticipate how he would react to any situation. It took me much longer than I like to admit to take the next step. The thought of labeling him was heartbreaking to me.

Most toddlers can easily be redirected and distracted. That was not Owen. He would have the biggest meltdowns over the smallest things. I vividly remember one of his worse tantrums was because I turned the car off when we came home and the song on the radio was not over. I now know that it was not him purposely being defiant, but a sign of his OCD-Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.

His impulsiveness and emotional outbursts were the hardest to deal with. He knew right from wrong, and yet he would immediately react to a situation. Then, he would get so upset with himself after he regained control and calmed down. We would talk and reflect on how to handle the situation next time along with consequences. Yet, the end result still remained the same. He was frustrated with himself as much as we were with how to help him. Everything we tried did not make a difference.

I had numerous conferences with his 1st grade teacher. He would get so emotional in class, not finishing work, not staying in his seat, could not stop one activity to move to the next, etc. All I could say was I don’t know what to do anymore. I was completely opposed to medication. I just knew he would be a zombie and everyone would see it as me taking the easy way out instead of disciplining my child.

Then it happened, I watched him get so overwhelmed and upset that he repeatedly started punching himself in the face. In that moment, I realized that I needed help. We could not continue down the path we were on.

The next day I called his pediatrician. After questionnaires, surveys, and conferencing with him, she determined that he is ADHD/ADD( attention deficit/hyperactivity disorder) and OCD. Together we set up an intervention plan for him. Adequate sleep, better nutritional habits, more time outside, coping strategies, and medication were all topics of discussion. He is now on the lowest dose of medication and the goal is to teach him self coping strategies wean him off medication by the time he enters middle school.

¨Treatment includes, first of all, education.  MAKE SURE the child and parent understand this is not a “deficit disorder,” but rather a condition that can be associated with tremendous success.  I have millionaires and billionaires in my practice.  There are numerous Academy Award winners who have ADD, Pulitzer Prize winners, CEO’s, Nobel Prize winners, Generals, Admirals, world class chefs, and leaders in every field who have ADD.  The real disabilities are shame, fear, and believing you are a loser.¨ -Ned Hallowell.

Ned Hallowell is a child and adult psychiatrist and the founder of the Hallowell Center for Cognitive and Emotional Health in Sudbury, Mass., and New York City, and was a member of the faculty of the Harvard Medical School. He is the author of a number of books, including, with co-author John Ratey, “Driven to Distraction,” “Answers to Distraction,”and “Delivered from Distraction.” He also co-authored, with Peter S. Jensen, “Superparenting for ADD.

I wanted to share our journey to encourage any parent that may be struggling with this to please call your pediatrician. Answers are so much better than not knowing. I went to a conference with Owen’s second grade teachers Thursday and it was such a drastic difference from the year before.  We had nothing to talk about because he’s overall doing well, so I cried happy tears all the way home.

¨To be clear: undiagnosed and untreated, ADD can ruin a life.  It can ruin school, ruin childhood, ruin a career, ruin a marriage, ruin everything.  The prisons, the halls of the addicted and unemployed, the multiply divorced, the depressed, and the people who attempt and complete suicide, all are over-represented by ADD.

But, so are the people who change the world for the better: the entrepreneurs, the entertainers, the innovators, the visionaries, and the creatively gifted in all fields.¨ Ned Hallowell

Never Underestimate the Power of Play-Doh!

Recently my children have decided that if they’re in each other’s presence for longer than five minutes, the room automatically turns into a WWE cage match.

While attempting to cook supper, clean the kitchen, and reorganize the pantry I could sense the tempers starting to rise in the room. I noticed some playdough stuck on the top shelf of the pantry collecting dust. I assumed my seven year old who’s too cool for school wouldn’t be interested in the slightest, but I thought maybe it would keep my four year old daughter preoccupied until I could finish my chores.

To my surprise and total disbelief they both became absorbed in their playdough creations.  Not only were they not trying hurt each other, they were actually working together! Owen even asked, ¨May I please borrow the cookie cutter?¨  After I picked my jaw off the floor I was able to get dinner done, the kitchen clean, and get the pantry back in working order.

 

Playdough saved the day!

I scooped up extra during the back to school sales, but it‘s super easy and fun to make with the kids.

Colored Playdough

Materials

  • 1 cup water
  • 1 tablespoon vegetable oil
  • 1/2 cup salt
  • 1 tablespoon cream of tartar
  • Food coloring
  • Saucepan
  • 1 cup flour

Directions

  1. Combine water, oil, salt, cream of tartar, and food coloring in a saucepan and heat until warm.
  2. Remove from heat and add flour.
  3. Stir, then knead until smooth.
  4. Store this dough in an airtight container or a Ziploc freezer bag.