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"Are they triplets?" "No, I found the other one in the parking lot and thought, 'why not?'"


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Two posts in one day! Holy #&*(@!!

This is just a quickie. I had a small moment of free time today and decided it was time to play around with my Flickr account. I decided to link it to 30FingersandToes so that it’s easy peasy for you to take a quick look at the photos I want to share with the world!

Enjoy!

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What the $&^* Lakeshore Disc.

nosnowday

Yesterday the buses were cancelled for the county. We are close enough that my kids go to school regardless. I debated letting them stay home to enjoy the bit of snow we had but I knew Isabelle wanted to be at school on her birthday. So the above meme is for the kids.

Now, to direct my attention and anger to the school.

I went to pick up the spawn after school. I arrived a little early because I knew the parking lot would fill up quickly and it wasn’t plowed, slushy and had a bunch of drifting snow in it. Found my spot and settled in to wait. Of course most of the parents were opting to use the bus parking lane today as the buses would not be coming.

At 3:17 I exited the van and walked to the gate to wait for the 3:20 bell. The school is having solar panels installed and the crew doing that was working away in the school yard with their fork lift. When the bell rang at 3:20 and the flood of children did not come from the back doors onto the playground I had assumed it was because the forklift was in motion. Made sense that they wouldn’t let all the kids run out if it was moving around.

I waited a few more minutes. Some of the parents who just wait in their vehicles also wandered over to the gate. I then started second guessing if I had actually heard the bell as the fork lift made a similar sound when backing up. The parents around me were now all getting a little anxious as the kids still weren’t coming out of the school.

We all started in to the school grounds. A pack of concerend parents wondering where the hell our children were. We passed a parent who said she thought maybe we had to go to the kids doors to collect them. Another parent passing by said that they were keeping all the kids in the gym.

The gym? Why the heck are they in the gym?

As I’m walking through the back playground and towards the gym I decide to call the office. The secretary tells me we are to be using the Kiss n’ Ride in the front. Uh, no thanks. I use the parking lot at the rear of the school that you guys make us use. Where are my kids. Well they are in the gym and you have to use Kiss n’ Ride, when there tell the teacher outside who your kids are, they will radio into the gym and send your kids out.

What the #(@&$*(@ is this? When did they start this? I hung up with her and was at the front door of the school at this point. As I enter the front hall way it seems as though the teachers decided to move all the kids into this area. Right away I see my three. Isabelle is about to break down into tears. She immediately demands to know where I was and why I wasn’t coming to get them. I hug her and tell her I would never just leave them at school and that I had NO IDEA they were not coming out their ususal way.

So Lakeshore Discovery….apparently you need to be reminded that you have a Facebook account, Twitter account and the Principal has a personal Twitter account, as well as this Remind App you made us all download at the start of the school year!

USE THEM!! I highly doubt that in this area there isn’t a parent who doesn’t have access to social media!! You want a fast, easy way to let us all know that you are going to change how you dismiss kids on a snow day then this is the way to do it!!!!!

Because you failed to let us know that our children would not be exiting the school in their usual fashion, you not only pissed off a bunch of parents, myself included, you managed to scare the shit out of my kid!!

Well done Lakeshore Discovery. You are not making it easy for me to tell people why your school is the school they should want their children to attend.


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Happy 8th Birthday!

 

Dear Isabelle,

Today you turn 8 years old and I am thrilled! I also managed to get a little weepy today in the van while driving and thinking about how you are turned 8 today. Sometimes when I think back to your first birthday I am sort of glad you can’t remember it! We were living in a hotel in Inuvik because I was ginormously pregnant with your siblings. This is likely the first time they screwed something up for you! They do love you though!!

Back to the hotel. We did our best to give you a fun little birthday party. I made sure I had ordered you some new toys to arrive before we had moved from Tuktoyaktuk to Inuvik. You didn’t really understand what was the point in being given something that was wrapped in pretty paper. You sort of just sat there until I started to rip one open for you. Since then, you have been a lover of ripping presents open!

Just days before your first birthday you started walking. It was amazing. The best pre birthday gift to yourself ever!! This did complicate things for me being ginromously pregnant. However it was part of the reason the Dr had to write a note for Daddy to be off work early so he could come stay with us and look after you! Hooray!

I have often felt like you got a bit of a bum deal. The twins arrival 13 months to the day after your birthday has always made me feel a bit sad that I didn’t give you enough attention. I know this is just crazy mommy talking but the guilt is real. However you were and still are a very happy child. So I can rest easy knowing we didn’t damage you in anyway. If anything this has helped you to become an amazing sister. The twins are lucky to have you. You are a mini mommy in training. I know you will do well when you have children of your own if you can get over the fact that babies come out of vaginas. I will never forget the look on your face when you found that out. You asked and my policy is always honesty. I sort of wish I had taken a photo hahaha.

You are a very smart, beautiful, sassy, sweet, thoughtful, noisy(but in a good way), all in all an amazing daughter. You are my little firecracker! You love to bake and I am going to make a promise to start doing that with you more. I love how you sing really loud(and not always on key) to music and have dance parties in your room, maybe one day you sister won’t think it’s torture. Perhaps this is your genius plan to get your own room!? Well played Isabelle, well played. 😉

Every day I enjoy seeing the person you are becoming and look forward to seeing you grow. You are loved Isabelle. I am honoured to be your Mommy.


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Bad dream

The night before last Madeline came to my bedside in tears because she had a bad dream. I had been having such a good sleep myself that it was hard to lift my head off the pillow to see the time. Ugh, 2:45am. I sat up and gave Madeline a hug and told her the bad dream was over and she should try to go back up to bed to get more sleep.

We hugged a nice warm snuggle and then she turned and left. I barely had found my nice warm comfy spot when I could hear her crying. Up and out of bed and went upstairs. The sobs were getting louder. I thought I would make it up there in time that she wouldn’t wake her sister, however when I entered their room Isabelle was sitting on the edge of her bed. Damn, not fast enough at 2:55am.

I lay in bed with Madeline for a while as she quietly sobbed into her aging Lamby. I tried to reassure her that the bad dream was over and that it was just a dream and not real despite it feeling very real to her. I tried to get up to go back to bed a few times but she would place my arm in a death grip at my slightest movement.

After what felt like forever, I finally said that I needed to get back to sleep so I could be ready for the morning. Also suggested she too could use the sleep so not be be grumpy in the morning. I tucked her in. Gave her every stuffy I could find that had fallen out of her bed prior to the bad dream. Once settled in she came up with a brillant idea! I wish I had thought of this myself about 45 minutes earlier!! Madeline suggest that she go in Aidan’s room and check on him. She explained that during her dream, she and Aidan were playing. Aidan was either sitting on or near a vent. This vent opened up and he fell in. Poor Madeline, this would be scary for her.

So I agreed that idea was a good one. All the stuffies fell off her bed again and she crawled out and quietly went into his room. Upon her return, she told me she kissed him on the forehead and he seemed just fine.

I tucked her back in and we were both finally going back to bed around 3 am.

The funny thing about Madeline and Aidan is that most of the time it’s like they aren’t the twins in the family. Most often the girls are together and Aidan is off alone doing his own thing. At school Madeline and Aidan are in the same class. They do not interact with each other at all. The teacher says they don’t really even speak to each other.

That being said, they do have their twin connection at times. When one of them is hurt, and not just a small boo boo, but a shreiking in pain boo boo or a bad dream about their twin, then they really do come together. The other will be quite worried or sensitive to whatever the situation may be. It’s really neat to see how they can be so different and enjoy their own things but still come together when they need each other.


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School drama resolved

Last week the principal phoned and I gave them our FINAL decision for the third time. Isabelle is to be moved to an English class. He wanted to wait until after March Break, however Isabelle is ready and we all agreed that she needs to move now. So that bring us to today. They had all last week to figure out where she was to go. They were supposed to call and she was supposed to start in her new class today.

Maybe you can guess. They never called. I dropped the kids off and was planning on calling to speak to the principal and see what was up. If he jerked me around yet again my next call was going to be to the Superintendent of our school. Through some convincing by friends and husband I decided to go to the school instead. This way he could look me in the eye and try yet again to convince me that Isabelle is just a dollar sign to him and not care that she’s a person. Ugh that was so maddening!!!

Drive to school. Get buzzed in. Walking the 8 steps to the office door I am mentally preparing myself(I hate, HATE any kind of confrontation) on what I am going to say should be a dick about placing Isabelle.

Step into the office. Nicely ask Secretary 1 of 2 if the Principal is in. She says no. He’s out until Thursday.

Me: Is the VP available then?

Secretary 1 of 2: No, she is out until Wednesday. Can I help you with something?

Me: My daughter was supposed to be switched to an Eng….

Secretary 2 of 2: Are you Mrs Diplock?

Me: (I don’t like being called Mrs Diplock. That is not me, that is my Mother in Law!!) Yes, that’s me!

Secretary 2 of 2: I was just about to call you! Please let’s talk in here(gestures to private room).

In the room it’s quite visible she’s nervous. I don’t know what is up with people at this school being so nervous all the time. I think she was more nervous than I was!! She explains to me why the Principal is away and also why the VP is away. The sub for these two is currently in the JK/SK pod subbing. So the VP has asked her to speak with me. Isabelle is going to be moved. She just finished sending the Principal an email with the three possible classes she could go to. Once he replies then will make the necessary changes. She apologized many times for the wait and lack of communication because of the absent school administrators. I told her it was fine, I was just relieved to know that Isabelle will be moving.

Isabelle was in tears this morning wanting to know when she’d be changing classes. She just wants to be in a class and feel comfortable. I don’t blame her. I felt so bad and angry for her.

Secretary 2 of 2 assured me that she could move as soon as the Principal replied to the email. She said they could move her today if we wanted. While Isabelle is ready, I decided best to let her start tomorrow fresh. I’m not sure how she’d feel having the secretary show up and take her out of class. So tomorrow is the day. I’m happy. Isabelle is going to be happy when I tell her after school today.

I never expected to have my child treated this way. It’s sad that the school is so upset about the idea of losing one French Immersion child to the English track. I don’t see the big deal since they just had JK/SK registration and I over heard secretary 2 of 2 the other day saying that 2/3 of the registrants were for French Immersion and only 1/3 were for English.

In the end, I am glad that Isabelle will be in an environment that she feels comfortable in. She wants to learn and is extremely smart and I know she’s going to do amazing in her new class!


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Disappointed and frustrated

WordPress seems to be acting up so be patient with this post.

I am not a happy Momma. I decided it would be best to take some time before sitting down and writing this post. The time seems to have helped my temper a little however it is likely to flare up while writing.

My kids happiness is my #1 job. I am not here to be their best friend and give them whatever they want. I am here to ensure they are happy and well cared for and make good decisions and many other things.

Isabelle is happy for the most part. She loves just about everything, except for school. She doesn’t hate school, yet. I do worry that hating school isn’t far off in her future. We decided it was time to make a change.

The husband and I have been talking for some time about changing Isabelle to the English track of the school. Thankfully our school is a dual track so if we needed to change anyone they would at least be at the same school. The time has finally come. Isabelle brought home her report card and there were quite a few good parts to it. However there was a lot of parts that weren’t so good.

Isabelle is struggling. We feel and Isabelle agrees, that French Immersion is just not for her. I was never set on sending the kids to French Immersion. Depending on where we bought our house and the schools in the area was a huge deciding factor on whether or not we put them in French Immersion. Also the husband felt that they should be in it and I couldn’t really come up with a good argument against it. Really, there is no harm in having a second language. I am TERRIBLE in French. I have most of the basics down but that’s about it. Isabelle has started bringing homework home. I have to use Google Translate to help us both figure out what is being asked. The screwy part is that even Google Translate can’t seem to translate some of the french being used!!

To make our part of the story short, we feel it’s best for Isabelle to move to the English track and if she feels the need to get back into French when she’s older we will help her as best we can to make that happen. Here’s where I get frustrated and disappointed.

Last year we dropped a hint that we were thinking of moving kids from FI to ENG. That afternoon I had all the kids teachers raving about how well they were doing in class. All of a sudden Aidan went from refusing to speak any french to apparently speaking full sentences in french. I feel sad that the teachers are being told to keep parents sold on the idea that their child is doing well in something when they are clearly having a hard time.

After being told to just give it one more year, that kids really start to “click” with french in Grade 2, or that we will see such a difference in Grade 1, we kept them in Immersion. Here we are nearly half way through Grade 2 and Isabelle is angry, frustrated, embarrassed, hard on her self because she doesn’t understand what the teacher is expecting of her. She brings homework home and can’t tell me how she managed to do the work in class. She can’t read, her spelling is terrible among other things. I feel like trying to have a second language is holding her back from even learning English. It’s hard as a parent too because you feel like you are failing them. We try to work with her after school and we read together often and at bedtime. I still feel like despite all this she’s suffering because we wanted her to learn french at the same time. It’s just not working.

Time for a change. I knew it was not going to be as simple as calling up, meeting with the principal and boom she’s in an English class the next day. However, I did NOT expect it would take nearly 3 days, phone calls from both myself and my husband. A parent teacher interview with a very nervous teacher who was pressuring us to keep her in the class. The principal also applied a heavy dose of pressure and kept stalling us to try to get us to change our minds.

I fully understand that they get funding for every FI student. However at some point my children need to stop being dollar signs!! She is a person. She is frustrated. Keeping her in French is not the solution. I felt so bad for the teacher. She was clearly nervous to talk to us. She was basically fed all the same shit the principal said to us and it was clear that they told her to try her damn best to keep us from switching Isabelle. The poor teacher seemed so defeated when we just stood up and said our decision was final. Isabelle will be changing. We tried our best to explain to her that she is a great teacher, Isabelle always talks about her and says wonderful things about her. It is very likely the twins could have her next year and we are okay with that.

We were told that Isabelle is going to feel like she isn’t smart enough to be in French Immersion if we move her to English.

Also that the French Immersion kids score much higher on the provincial testing.

She will never see the friends she has made in FI if we move her to English.

She will have a hard time being welcome by the English students because she was in FI.

They did however offer her an high school tutor for after school, what they fail to mention is that there is a waiting list for this.

They wanted us to wait until after March Break to move her and they would make sure that she had one on one time with a teacher to help her.

The teacher told  us that Isabelle is able to read in French with no problems. She is able to understand the directions the teacher gives the class and is able to respond. This is not what we see and hear from her at home. She tells us that she constantly feels embarrassed when the teacher calls on her to answer because she does not know what the teacher said and is afraid to answer for fear of saying something wrong.

Having my child come home from school upset and unable to sit down and calmly work on homework is a sign there is something wrong. This is not the sign of a child who is understanding what is expected of her.

If it weren’t for the fact that it is a dual track and that the twins are both doing quite well in French, after this experience we would likely be removing all three from the school and sending them to another school in the area.

This is a really good school. I will still tell friends and others to send their children to this school. However, I will strongly caution them about which track they choose. French Immersion is a great idea if you child can succeed in it. Just be warned should you decided to move them. Your child goes from being a person to a monetary figure. This is not what education is supposed to be. Money should not come before a students ability to succeed at learning.