Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Austin-isms....

(Not to be confused with Alex-isms!)

For dinner tonight I made a chili skillet dish and corn bread. I had served everyone a slice of corn bread and Austin picked up the remaining hunk and proceeded to tear a piece off.
Devree: Austin you could use a knife!
Austin: I'm trying to be like Jesus.
(Picture the rest of us staring at him in confusion and raising a doubtful eyebrow)
Austin: Jesus broke bread. You're always telling me to be like Jesus so I'm eating bread like him!
(Picture us all rolling our eyes and shaking our heads.)

Good grief......

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

My Buccanneer's First Date!

Oh, my little boy.
My little almost six foot baby boy.
Austin is going on his first date!
Girls choice dance-this Saturday-semi formal.

So, he asks me tonight.
What's a buccaneer?
Me: It's like a pirate?
(Looking at him puzzled.)
Austin: No, you wear them to a dance or something. (And he makes motions across his chest)
Me: You mean a boutonniere?
After which Kambree and I start laughing hysterically!
Austin's date is wearing a white dress and he's going to wear black. (After I convinced him that wearing all white would look like Colonel Sanders or like they were getting married!)
However, I think this black and white picture is more Austin's style!
Oh my little boy.
My big almost six foot baby.
Going on his first date.



Family Pictures At The Temple

This one is my all time favorite....






Something I forgot to blog about in my last post.
So, when we took the kids to the child's waiting room, the attendants couldn't tell which child was being adopted. Kambree said they kept asking "Now, which one of you is being sealed today?" Alex just looks so much like us that you just can't tell. Sweet huh? Not that it would matter if he didn't look like us but I think it's sweet that he just looks like he fits with us.
When you look at our family picture can you tell?

Monday, March 8, 2010

Families are Forever!

Saturday, March 6th our family went to the Salt Lake Temple to have Alex sealed to us for time and all eternity.
The ceremony though sacred is very short and sweet.
The sealer spoke to us before the kids came in about how once this ordinance is complete, it is as if Alex was ours from the start. There is no "adoption" in the ceremony. Alex is now ours as if I had given birth to him. Alex was grinning from ear to ear when James had the sealer repeat this for him after the ceremony. Alex has expressed "I wish I in yous tummy" from the moment we brought him home.
That evening he kept hugging me, leaning against me and would sigh and and say, "I really yours son now. Really. Really. Really." So sweet.
When my five children came in all dressed in white I had a glimpse of just what heaven must be like. And tears just sprang to my eyes. When we knelt across from each other James handed me a tissue and then had to take one for himself. I'm not sure there were too many dry eyes in the room. (I didn't dare look at my sister as I knew she was crying and that would only make my cry more!)
The sealer got a bit choked up while performing the ordinance and I saw Alex reach for the tissues next to him. I thought maybe Alex was getting emotional but as soon as the sealer finished, Alex promptly handed him the tissue. It was such a sweet, compassionate gesture.
A big thanks to my cousin Kym that met us there early to get some family shots on the temple grounds. (I will post later-I have to go pick up the disk!)
And also a big thanks to my friends and family that came to witness and support us on this day. We love each and every one of you!
They had us line up and each of our guest walked through giving us hugs and congratulations. Of course when Kammy came through, the line just stopped and we just hugged and cried for a few minutes. She whispered to Alex, "Remember, I'm part of that forever too!"
How blessed are we to know that we will see our families again? That families can be together forever? That death is not the end.
We love and missed those of you who were unable to make it, you may not have been present, but you were in our hearts.
We didn't know we'd be able to go out on the grounds in our white clothes so a big thank you to the sweet stranger in the cute black boots that offered to snap our picture with my digital camera!
Here's a few more...


This is a picture of the kids pretending to eat from the tree of life....
(Their idea....really.....Like I couldn't make up this stuff?)
After wards, Alex in all his euphoric excitement did a front hand spring/somersault-in his white clothes-and got a small grass stain on his behind. (Sorry, temple laundry people!)
This is our reflection walking back into the lobby. I thought it turned out kind of cool.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Alex Update

So, Alex had his language evaluation with my friend this morning. The elementary kids were out of school because of SEP conferences so I figured it wouldn't overload him to have this evaluation and I promised him no English worksheets or journal writing today.
I was pleasantly surprised by the results.
He can make all his sounds-when he slows down and concentrates so articulation and speech are not his issues. (Whew!)
He struggles with comprehension-of course and sentence structure-another of course.
He gets to worried about responding fast than actually thinking about what is being said. (An example of this is I asked him to try on some swimming trunks at the store today and come show me how they fit. He tried them on and put his clothes back on. All the while I'm standing outside of the boy's dressing room. Finally I asked, "Alex, are you going to come show me how they fit?" He groaned. "I already try on. Medium fit." To which I replied, "Okay, but I want to see them ON you." More sighs and groans but he did take off his clothes and come out with his trunks on-the size that should fit him looked like he had on James trunks. He's so very skinny. We had to go with the shorter size just so he can keep them up around his waist!)
Overall he tested at the level of a five year old as far as language goes. Which is not too bad considering he's only been here for ten months. If he continues to learn at this pace he should be at a 15 year old's level when he's 13 1/2....right? Of course, I know he won't be able to continue at this speed but I can always have hope right?
I still think the school should pull him out during history and social studies and work with him on comprehension and language skills. Why have him sitting in a classroom when he cannot comprehend what is being taught and could better use his time working on the things he struggles with? Am I being obtuse here?
He's SEP didn't go so well. He seems to grasp math as long as they're working on the subject but when it came to reviewing he couldn't remember any of the concepts he had down just weeks ago and of course besides spelling and science-everything else was WAY below grade level. He is doing pretty good in spelling but he only memorizes what he needs to each week. When he writes he just spells everything phonetically. So really it's garbage in, garbage out-little if no retention. Hum....I'm gearing up for round two with the school board-regardless of our testing results.
Lately, Alex has been overly interested in the Arby's restaurant. Apparently he found some coupons that he's just dying to use. Today he asked if after Amy comes to talk to me-about his evaluation-can we please go to Arbys? He pulls out this folded sheet of coupons all with large black letters that say FREE. He tells me he can get all this FREE food. (Just like the cell phones...remember?)
So we had a quick lesson on fine print. Upon reading that each item was FREE with the purchase of a secondary item he immediately deposited his precious sheet of coupons in the garbage!
Amy and I DID take the kids to Arby's and we did fish his coupons out of the garbage and I let Alex and Rylee purchase something and get something for FREE.
Oh....this American marketing thing is hard to figure out for a little guy who so badly believes things are FREE when they say they are FREE!
We then went shopping and Alex combed the toy department and found a car he really wanted BUT again, a lesson to learn.
"Alex, I don't buy toys. If you want a toy you'll need to pay for it yourself. (Knowing full well he'd blown his allowance on dumb stuff at the school book fair.) Do you have any money?"
A: No
Me: Because you spent all your money buying junky things at the book fair...right?(He did this all on his own- buying book marks and silly putty.) You would have enough to buy that car if you hadn't spent it already wouldn't you?
A: Yes.
Lesson learned but not to be undone, he quickly realized that I was buying clothes. (I was hitting all the clearance racks-my passion-buying off season.) And asked if I would buy him a shirt. "Yes." I said "If it's on the clearance rack and no, I won't be buying any of those shirts with those crappy toys attached to them" (He had been eyeing a shirt only because it had a pair of wheels that you attach to your shoes.) The disappointment was apparent. He had thought he could get a toy this way. I then showed him my clearance tag prices, showing him how I was buying $89 dollar winter coats for $17.99. He marched over to the clearance rack-which I had already hit-and soon found there was nothing in his size and more importantly-nothing on clearance with a stupid toy attached to it!
I did get him swim trunks so don't feel too bad for him-not to mention he has a drawer, a shelf and the top of his closet full of crappy toys. THAT HE NEVER PLAYS WITH!!
So, tonight he has a birthday party sleep over. They're going to be playing X-box Star Wars battle. Small problem. Alex is grounded from video games. (Honesty issues.) So I asked last night what we were going to do so he could go to the party and participate. He suggested he would play Lego's. No, I said. He would just watch. No, I said again. I really wanted him to use some problem solving here. "How can we come to a solution that is fair for both of us? Is it fair that you play video games when you're grounded from them?" No, he answered. And it's not fair to go to a birthday party and not participate in the planned activity either. What can we do to come up with a compromise? A solution that is fair for everyone?" (Of course we had to have a mini-lesson on just what compromise and solution mean.) You could almost see the wheels in his mind working then he came up with it! He would be grounded through Tuesday instead of Monday. Perfect!! I said. I feel good about that, do you feel good about that? Yes, he said.
I was so glad to see him figure this out on his own. I feel like I'm always giving him the answers. That he just waits for me to come up with all the ideas and problem solving. It's gotten so bad that he asks me basic questions to which he very well knows the answer to. He'd rather be spoon fed by me than to search the contents of his mind and figure it out. Lately, I've been replying with. "I'm going to let you figure that out Alex." (I try to say it sweetly but sometimes, I confess it's through gritted teeth!)
Today when I had him use his coupon at Arby's the lady at the counter asked if this was "to-go or to stay?" He looked back at me for help. I told him if he doesn't understand, he'll need to ask again. And think about what she's asking him. (She could hear me coaching him.) She asked him again. (We were the only people at the cash register) and within seconds he figured it out. "STAY!" he replied with pride and relief that he had figured it out.
My mother's theory has always been, "Never do for your child what he can do for himself." So with that advice in mind, I'm going to step back and let him work things out with his five year old language skills. I feel like I'm pushing him out of the nest but my oh my, this nest is getting really claustrophobic some days....so here goes!

She Made It!

To Kambree Richart,

Thank you for auditioning for the 2010-2011 Snow College Badgerettes Drill Team. I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted onto the team! You should be proud of this accomplishment, as only the most talented dancers were selected. I am glad that you will be joining us. We will be having a mandatory team meeting sometime near the end of April or beginning of May. I will get back with you to let you know the exact date. At this meeting we will be discussing team fees, summer camp, team officers, the possibility of participating at competitions, and team housing among other important issues for next year. A seamstress may also be joining us to take costume measurements.

Again, I congratulate you on your success. Will you please reply to this email or call me so I know you received and accept this invitation to be on the 2010-2011 Badgerettes Drill Team. It is going to be a great year!

Thanks,

Janae Miller
Snow College Dance Dept.
Adjunct Faculty/Badgerette Coach

Etiquette Dinner

So, many of you know that I LOVE to get dressed up and act. (I don't get as many opportunity's as I'd like and I try to limit my stage acting to once a year with a short run. However, I do audition here and there for film and TV. I mention audition as I do that more than actually land a role. However, yesterday I audition for a vampire's mom for some low budget film and they told me they "liked my look" that I actually looked like the actor playing the vampire-hum.... I am very pale-so, I guess we'll wait and see?)
So, when my friend and cohort, Amy asked if I would come to the Young Men and Young Women's Etiquette dinner as the manners police I said certainly!
Of course, I had to add a twist and come as a character-as coming as myself would be just to awkward. So, I slipped/squeezed into Kambree's prom dress, added my fake long hair, lots of jewelry, makeup, sunglasses and a fur stow and I was set!
I fancied myself a Southern debutante/social lite!


Unannounced to my poor teenagers I came sashaying in with my sweet Southern drawl (pretty good if I say so myself!) commenting on every one's table manners, dress and making the boys stand when I came to their table.



I only stayed about ten minutes-which was ten minutes too long for my kids.

They told me later that it was just plain "weird".
Hum....
" They surely just don't appreciate my immense talent, charm and fabulous Southern drawl?"
(Read that with a sweet southern accent!)


Badgerett Tryouts!

Last Saturday Kambree and Rylee and I headed out on a road trip to Snow College and left James home to shuttle Austin, Devree and Alex to their three basketball games. We were headed to Snow for Kambree's Badgerett Tryouts!
We got there early and figured out where Kam was suppose to go. She knew she had a one minute solo that she had kind of gone over in her head but when we got there I noticed the tryout sign said "Bring a 3x5 head shot and a completed application." None of which we had. Luckily, I had a wallet of her from last year in my wallet. (Note to self: Replace pictures!) And we grabbed an application and frantically filled it out and she was on her way.
Rylee and I had three hours in the lovely small town of Ephraim to kill. We started at McDonald's and I could have sat there all day reading and sipping a cool refreshing beverage but Rylee was disgusted with how large she had become since last playing in McDonald's play land. ("Why do the have to put nets on the top of everything. I can't stand up straight AND my shoes won't fit in the shoe rack!") So, we found a bowling alley. Wow. It was some bowling alley.
Here's a picture of my cute girl...


And a picture of the swamp cooler with ice cream buckets to catch the condensation?

The other interior pictures didn't turn out but they had every species of wildlife stuffed and mounted on the walls and everything was in dark wood paneling. (Hence why my pictures didn't turn out!)
Here we are-we timed this on the camera so that's why we're so off center-but we're impressed with ourselves as we've never used the timer before!

We had to keep our own score which Rylee and I had no idea how to do.

So Rylee just wrote down our strikes, spares and splits-yes this was it after two games!

Then we went back to Snow. I sat and talked with some other mothers and Rylee went to find her cousins-they were there swimming. Rylee came back to check on me and one of the mom's remarked about how tall she is for ten years old to which she replied. "Yeah, and I have big feet too!" (Still upset that her size eights won't fit in the McDonald's shoe rack-I guess?)
She left again to wander.
The girls finally came out to wait in the hall. They'd been dancing for two hours straight. This is Kambree with her "don't take my picture" pose, waiting for her one minute solo.

Her cousin Emily stopped by to wish her luck.

She finally got called in and this is her walking out after her solo! What a look of relief!

And now she would finally let me take her picture...

We went to find Rylee, say goodbye to cousins and head home and around the corner we found Rylee dancing her heart out. Why do I get the feeling I will be sitting in more empty hallways on pins and needles waiting for my daughters to emerge from dance tryouts?

We had to stop for this photo op on the way out...

Then we had to stop for forever in Spanish Fork canyon. We were at a complete stop for about ten minutes when Rylee decided she needed to go to the bathroom and opted to try the out house on the side of the road. (We had witnessed someone else doing the same thing so we knew the door was open!)
We were not the only stopped car snapping her picture as she ran back from her potty break.


She got in the car and within 30 seconds we started to move!
Whew!
Updated:
3/5 3:3oPM
JUST GOT AN EMAIL!!! KAMBREE MADE THE TEAM!!!!
WHOOTWHOO!!!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Round One...ding, ding, ding!

So the dreaded meeting with "the powers that be" at the elementary has come and gone. (Teacher, principal, speech therapist, language specialist and special ed teacher. Funny-no ESL teacher.) I wasn't too surprised at the outcome.
The "language specialist" (a.k.a. young guy with bed head hair wearing sandals on this blustery 30 degree day) sat down and immediately pulled out an article that shows the parallels of lack of language skills and learning disabilities. It basically concludes that until a child has been in the country speaking for 2-3 years he is not articulate enough to assess for a learning disability. I can agree with this-somewhat. I'm not really thinking Alex has a learning disability-a speech disorder? Perhaps. Regardless can't he qualify for more one on one help during school?
(Hum? Grr....)
I was proud of myself for being vocal and not emotional. I explained that my son was from an orphanage for children with "heavy speech disorders" and that I assured the court I would have his disorder assessed here in the States and follow up on it. We have been here almost ten months. Of course I don't have any documentation as to what sort of speech disorder he has. Nor do I have anything documenting precise learning disorders-only told he was a terrible student and hates to study. But my Alex is sometimes difficult to understand and I don't know it that's just a lack of language and his palate struggling with new sounds OR his speech disorder. One of the reason's for this meeting. I would like him tested so we can determine one way or the other. Is it his disorder or he just needs time to grasp the language? The speech therapist was very sympathetic but with the recommendation of the language specialist to wait for two-three years it doesn't look like we'll be getting a speech assessment anytime soon. Apparently testing cannot be done without the approval of this entire committee and I certainly don't have Mr. Bedhead on board. She further pointed out that perhaps if we point out his articulation issues that he'll feel self conscious and just stop talking or trying to communicate. I can agree with this to a point but what if some of his sounds that are hard to understand could simply be solved with a session from a professional that can show him were to put his tongue or move his lips or there's a simple, easy technique-that I don't know-to help him with certain sounds?
(Grrr...frustration)
Everyone was oh so nice and offered to give ME any and all of the resources needed for ME to help him outside of school. Which is a lovely idea in itself except I ALREADY help him outside of school. Each day we work on his spelling, vocabulary, write in his journal-working on sentence structure, punctuation and more spelling-read & study his Lucky Listener in addition to read out loud for twenty minutes.
While walking with the special ed teacher to her room to get said materials I asked her how much time I could reasonably expect out of Alex outside of school for studying and she told me forty minutes to and hour......hum....we're already doing that and sometimes more!
I got a little defensive when the principal told me "I realize Mrs. Richhart that you might be disappointed, that Alex might not be learning as fast as you'd like and that you are frustrated." I'm frustrated? I'm disappointed? "Let me be perfectly clear. I am not disappointed in Alex. I think he's doing fabulous-but he needs more help-one on one during school." His poor teacher cannot give him this-she is fabulous and so in my corner. (Which is what I felt like-like I was in the ring and fighting Mr. Bedhead. Without his approval, nothing can be done?) I further went on to explain that unlike most ESL students, Alex's native language is not spoken at home. In fact he cannot remember how to speak Ukraine. He can understand some of it in his head but cannot find the words to speak back. Totally normal for his age and given he doesn't have anyone to speak to in his language on a daily bases. So it's not like if he doesn't understand something WE can explain it to him in his native language and at this point-explaining it to him in his language may or may not be any clearer than explaining it to him in English!
Mr. Bedhead referred to the many older adopted kids that are currently at the Junior High. I pointed out that they are ALL significantly older, from a gifted and talented orphanage (or at least I was once told that) and that they have a network of children all from the same school living in the same area and have retained their language.
We don't have this.
Now in all fairness, he DOES get some help already. He has thirty minutes three times a week with the ESL teacher, a special computer program in his class room that he does when the subject being taught is just way beyond him or when he has some free time, and sometimes he has a tutor listen to him read. But in my mind-correct me if I'm wrong-I cannot expect more than an hour more of study outside of school-why can't we make his time IN school more productive? Why can't he be pulled out to work on English comprehension or fractions or sentence structure by trained and qualified individuals. (Unlike me. Theater major. Mom. Real Estate Agent. Anyone who's followed my blog for long can attest that English is not my forte!) Why can't he get more than a hour and a half a week of additional help? Why not make his day at school specific to his needs?
I was hoping for help during this last year and three months he has remaining in elementary as I know how junior high is. Seven classes, seven teachers with hundreds of students. He's going to get chewed up and spit out. Heaven help us.
But as it stands, no testing or assessments until he's been here for at least two years-which will be just a month shy of getting out of elementary.
(More Grrr..)
I did tell them that I'm not trying to pawn him off on them-and expect them to take care of it all. We DO work at home, EVERYDAY! But there are so many subjects covered during the day-like history-that he's not grasping and sits there bored and/or bothering his classmates. Why not get him some further language comprehension help or address some of the math skills he's lacking?
Later, I emailed everyone this article about language and the older internationally adopted child.
http://pages.towson.edu/sglennen/Olderchildrenandlanguage.htm

One line in this article cries out to me and certainly applies to our situation- and is why I pushed for the meeting in the first place!
Parents need to advocate for their children and remind professionals that
the internationally adopted child’s first language, and only language, is
now English. If the child is not proficient in English, the child is not
proficient in any language and therefore at significant academic risk.

Am I done? Heck no! I fortunately have a fabulous friend who just happens to be a speech therapist and she's agreed to test him as a favor to me. It won't be official but it will be something. My hopes are that he'll test well and whatever speech disorder he has doesn't manifest its self in the English language. (I was told by our adoption facilitator that the sound he struggles with is not a sound needed in English?) Then I can relax a little and know "in two to three years" he will be articulate. If not I can at least take my results back to the school for round two in the ring.
We've adjusted a few things at home to incorporate more English into our routine. We've eliminated him reading the "Lucky Listener" which was reading out loud long passages about the Constitution or the US government. We've replaced that with 2nd grade worksheets with a lot of basic English concepts. Three of them each day.
Tuesday night I asked a certain older sister to help Alex with the worksheets as I had church commitments. When I got home-late-everything was done incorrectly. Big sis DID give him the assignments but apparently little or no instruction. The next morning before school I sat down with him and we went back over and erased and re-did. I realized that each morning Alex-who is a morning person-gets up, gets ready and has 30-40 minutes of unstructured time that is usually spent playing on the piano or petting the cat or dog. This morning I got him working on his worksheets. He did AMAZING. One worksheet had words grouped together like vanilla, chocolate, strawberry and then a list of words that described the group of words (flavor being the answer) and he did great! Mornings are defiantly the time to work on this.
Standing beside him as he sat at the bar, I told him how awesome he did and reflected.
Me: Alex, where were you last year at this time?
Alex: In Ukraine.
Me: Yes, and look at you now. Less than a year later. In America. Doing English worksheets so very, very well. You should be so proud of yourself. You are amazing. Are you proud of yourself?
Alex: (Beaming with a big grin nodded and wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned in to hug me) I proud of you Mom, teach me English.
Me: I'm proud of me too!
Later, I clarified that if we do our worksheets in the morning then we won't have to do them at night, freeing up some time and craziness at night. He was relieved to learn my new morning study session idea was not in ADDITION to what we were already doing after school and at night. As he finished up the last worksheet he said:
"I'm good with that!"
Like he'd been speaking English forever....

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Selling Alex

The other night Alex was talking about when we sell him...
Me: What?
Alex: You know, when you sell me?
(Confused and concerned on my part.)
Alex, we're not going to sell you.
(Frustrated sigh from Alex)
You know at the temple....when you sell me?
(Light dawning for me.)
Oh, you mean when we have you sealed to us at the temple?
(Look of "finally you figured it out" from Alex)
Yes!
The word is sealed Alex, not sell! Big difference.

((Good grief))

For those that are unfamiliar.
Sealing: An ordinance performed in the temple eternally uniting a husband and wife, or children and their parents.
For more info about LDS Temples visit this link.

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