Category: Kids (Page 3 of 4)

Birthday Party

I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper, shoved it in October’s pocket, hastily told her how I thought she could ask in Spanish to use the phone and I left. If I followed Parents magazine advice I would have also asked if there were guns in the home. At least in the states. Not sure I they have the right to bear arms here.

I took October to her first birthday party here. I dropped her off at a home/restaurant with a family that spoke NO English. After we arrived and before I left, I had a fleeting urge to just smile, scoop October up (lets just pretend I can still lift her) and go home. But I didn’t and she had a great time. Free refills of coco-cola and night-time zombie chase made for a good party it seems.

I picked her up 2.5 hours later, had a beer with the host and a few other moms (half who were smoking) and stumbled through some not so awkward conversation on where we were from and how long we would be here. And October likely forgot 10 minutes into the party about the phone number tucked in her pocket.

Sick day

Some days of homeschooling were hard and others enjoyable.  Some were long and others flew by.  Teaching the kids all day then making dinner and heading off to work made the day very busy and long.  Yet now, here in Spain, I am not really sure where my days have gone to.  Maybe it the eight times a day I walk to school or the time consuming process of making three meals a day and all those dishes or the time I spend trying to translate school papers.  But just the same some days are long and drawn out and others quick and enjoyable.  On Tuesday October wasn’t feeling well and Scarlett had an ugly looking rash. They both slept from late afternoon on Monday so I kept them home on Tuesday. (Lavender went to school). While they rested some, we caught up on our American homework.  Lots of math and reading, a little writing.  We didn’t watch any movies, they played very little.  We really did lots of review and learning and with very little nagging or complaining.  We need to keep them on track with their American grade levels while we are here as well as having them be immersed in Spanish at school but the reality is we haven’t been as consistent as we need to be.  Tuesday was nice. Yes, I was smearing goop on Scarlett’s ugly rash every hour but I was also very much enjoying being home with (two of) my kids and enjoying teaching them.

Fall Traditions.

Thinking about and looking at photos of the fall traditions back home got me a little homesick yesterday. There aren’t really many of our traditional fall activities here.  No fields full of pumpkins.  No apple cider pressing or even apple cider to be had.  No halloween decorations in store windows.  I hadn’t even seen any pumpkins.  I decided to check out some eBooks from the library on Halloween — ones I would traditionally read to the kids.  Jeff came home early and we made a plan on how to keep on with some of our fall traditions.  We bought bags and bags of apples.  I don’t think making apple cider will go well but we’ll try apple crisp and maybe try some apple games or apple stamping art projects.  We bought craft supplies for the kids to make halloween decorations.  We found a Happy Halloween banner.  We bought some squash that we plan to carve like jack-o-lanterns.  I helped out after-school in Scarlett’s wing of the school to decorate the classroom doors with Halloween themes.  That was a lot of fun!  I showed off some pictures of the pumpkin fields to the teachers there (I can’t figure out how to print them easily .  And while I was gone, Jeff took the girls to the China store to buy the costume accessories and happened upon a great surprise!

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Kids decorations started

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The squash we bought to carve. I think I’ve chosen pumpkins this big.

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And for the surprise!  Jeff and the girls went to the Fruiteria and found!!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Horseback Riding

We did a lot this weekend.  I tried my hand at attending tennis lessons — in Spanish.  It was a lot of fun!  I enjoyed being active and out.  Jeff signed me up through the instructor who also works at Jeff’s school; and somehow managed to let him know I needed a racket and was told I pay $10 euro per lesson.  About half way through, as I fumbled along trying to understand the drill one of the other three women says to me “You have to switch sides.” In perfect English.  I was so happy to find that someone spoke English and hopeful maybe I’ll find some folks to practice my Spanish with – over wine of course.

We took the girls Horseback riding.  I booked the rides online but it was completely unclear when we should show up.  I sent an email, in English, and never heard back so we headed out on Saturday hopeful it would work out.  After several attempts to convey that we hoped Jeff & October could go on a trail ride while the other two just rode around the property the owner/receptionist got us speaking to her English speaking son and we were all set.  I am not a horse person.  I had no intention of riding.  I certainly had no intention of leading a horse around in a circle for an hour while I gave Scarlett & Lavender turns on the horse.  But that is what I did in the blazing hot sun in my sandals.  Lavender had a blast.  Scarlett wanted to go on a trail ride like her sister.  October & Jeff headed off with little instruction for a trail ride.  They had just left the property when I saw October on her horse with her horse walking her back to the stables with the trail guide running down the road behind her.  I was concerned.  And I later learned so was Jeff.  But the guide got them all straightened out and off they went.  October had a great time!  She kept exclaiming how she never thought she’d ever ride a horse without someone holding it!  We’ll be returning, well at least Jeff & October will be returning for trail rides later in the year (Scarlett & Lavender are too little) as it was really reasonably priced at 15 euros per horse.

We also went to Madrid.  To which I brought my nice DSLR camera only to realize once I arrived that I failed to put the photo card back into the camera.  Argh!  I did have my phone and Jeff his so I’ll get those pictures up in another blog.

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You can’t see it but she also has her cowboy boots on.

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October is on the white horse. This is as they are first leaving the stables.

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Here’s October and her horse as her horse starts turning around to go back to the stables.

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October returning with a big grin and a thumbs up!

More pictures can be found at our online family photo album .  I was getting some unwanted spam and since I upload all of our family pictures here, it is password protected.  If you don’t know the password, email me 🙂

 

China Bazar

It’s like the dollar store on crack.  Every cheap item you have ever seen at either the dollar store, the $1 bins at Target, McDonalds, Value Village and then some can be found at the China Bazaar.   I bought the store out of hangers when we moved in.  There was no way I was   October bought herself and Scarlett spinning top toys.  She also bought Lavender a baby stroller — she said it’s a “waiting” present.  Something to tide her over until her birthday, in May. Guess she forgot about jolly ‘ol Saint Nick.

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Inside 1 aisle of China Bazaar. There are 4 aisles that look exactly like this!

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The baby stroller that October bought Lavender.

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The street our deck faces. You can see China Bazaar there on the left. That’s out living room right above it and our balcony to the right above the white van.

Permission Slips

I got this from Scarlett’s teacher last week:

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I’ve gotten three more notes from the teachers.  All about the upcoming Halloween party and preparations.  When I get these notes part of me just wants to laugh at our complete lack of understanding, another part of me wants to cry at our complete lack of understanding but mostly I just shrug and put it on the fridge for another day.

 

“Pisses Day by Day”

Lavender only began speaking the English language at most 2 years ago.  And truthfully she is still quite hard to understand so I´m not sure it really phases her much that she is attending school where no one (ok, very few) people speak English.  She was SO excited to be heading off for school!  No tears or sadness, just smiles and waves.  Yesterday, she ran into a boy in her class on the way to school and he wanted to hold her hand.  It was cute and they proceeded off to school hand and hand with me trailing far behind with the other two.  When they got to the gate the boy´s mom suggested that Lavender might want to say good-bye to me.  Otherwise, she´d have just gone right in without looking back.  She came back that day with a braclet and pronounced that it was from her boyfriend.

October was pretty hesitant at first.  And I don´t blame her.  She was being encircled by students speaking to her in Spanish wanting to know where she was from, what was her name, how old she was.  I watched her through the school yard gate and at one point she just covered her ears with her hands and closed her eyes.  Yeah, my heart was breaking.  But the bell rang and off she went into the classroom and out she came at lunch pick-up smiling and saying how everyone wanted to know about her and HOW big the group of kids circling around her was.  In the days since she has commented how “all day, everyday school” isn´t so bad.  So that´s positive.

Scarlett had tears and was shy.  And even now she cries and tries to hold onto me so I don´t leave.  But when pick-up comes she tells me with a smiling face how her day went and what she enjoyed.  The first day she told me all about how she had her own desk and how she was friends with everyone in her class, except the one boy who has “some problems following directions and getting along.”  Ah – yes, there is always at least one.

I had a meeting with Lavender´s teacher to go over the rules and recommendations for the class.  I also had October¨s teacher give me a list of things she needs and October has come home and told us what everyone else has.  Which does include a spinning top, the toy she purchased on her own from the China shop, and is very popular among the kids.  I haven´t heard much from Scarlett`s teacher about what she may need.  But Scarlett did tell me this morning she needs a towel, soap, and spray in a bag for gym class.  When gym class is, I have no idea.  All of these documents are given to me in Spanish.  I try to translate with my little english/spanish dictionary but some of it makes no sense.  Now that I know some shopkeepers that speak English, I take my list there to get the supplies.  The paperwork I received from Lavender´s teacher was the most descriptive and they even had a copy in English!  As always there are some parts that get lost in translation or maybe not as much lost in translation but rather the choice of words is hilarious.  Here is one of bullet points for Lavender´s paperwork:

“Nobody is taking care of the others when the teacher is changing a child.  So, if a child pisses day by day, we will call the parents so that they come to school for changing him/her.”

I about died laughing.  Luckily, I was not in the classroom as I read this.  But October really wanted to know why I was laughing so hard.  I tried to explain; but I think it was lost in translation.

Being that we´ve not been in public school I really have no idea how common these things are to have or what kids are expected to bring or not bring and will be provided for them.  As I said before, the purchasing of the books and their cost was a BIG surprise.  It would have been nearly $600 U.S. for all three kids plus the additional material fee´s paid to the classroom.  The school does have a textbook assistance program and we were lucky enough to have the school decide to provide all the books for our kids.   Lavender needed a smock to wear with her name on it and a ribbon for hanging it; which I finally got yesterday but you remember how each success creates two other problems?  Point proven.  She also has to have $35 euros and two passport pictures.  October needs a tracksuit, trainers, soap and a towel for gym.  I´m not sure I can visit 1983 to get her a tracksuit.  Shorts and a t-shirt will have to suffice.  A “flute” and $7 euros for music class.  The flute is a recorder.  Four notebooks, three pens (black, blue, red), pencils (which by the way have no erasers here), a see-through folder type thing, ruler, eraser and $8 euro for classroom supplies.  Like I said, I have no list for Scarlett but have heard there is a classroom supply fee.

Yes, getting a smock should be easy.  I was told the store to purchase it at.  Which after three attempts the store was open.  I don´t think I mentioned that most stores here open from 10am – 2pm, close and then reopen from 5:30 or 6pm to 8-10pm.  As is standard and expected by now, no one there spoke English.  I think I did a fairly good job of asking for what I needed and the shopkeep was very friendly.  I browsed as well.  And then it was time to pay.  And I wanted to use my credit card.  Which is not the norm here in this little town but I also can´t just keep paying cash either.  The shopkeeper had an issue with the machine.  She told me about it in Spanish.  I smiled and shrugged.  Offered to pay in cash.  She shoke her head and told me about the problem with the “paper”.  I assumed she was telling me the transaction when through but she was out of paper to print a receipt for me.  Okay, fine.  But then she tries the machine again and again.  I pull out my dictionary to try to ask “Paid?”  No go.  I eventually figure out that I do indeed need to pay in cash, so I do so and she gives me the little paper that my dictionary translates into “locked.”  Now, I assume my account has been locked.  Maybe I forgot to tell the credit card company that I moved to Spain.  oops.  I go about my day, figuring I will call the credt card company with Jeff´s new cell phone later.  Meanwhile, the shopkeeper has decided maybe the transaction DID go through and has called Jeff´s school (since it´s a small town and everyone now knows the American is working at the school).  To which she speaks with the front office, who then tells Hema (my spelling not hers) who then tells Maria Hose who is working with Jeff that there was a problem with a purchase I had made in town.  I don´t find out about all this until I meet Jeff after school.  And then I try to call the credit card company but of course I can´t.  I either don´t know how to call internationally or there is a problem with the “collect call” number on the back of the card.  And I can´t look it up on the internet….because I HAVE NO INTERNET!!!

All and all the kids seem to be doing fine in school.  Scarlett is learning her letters — while at home when we do our American homework she is learning to read, subtract and add.  I have no idea what Lavender does during the day.  She did have music yesterday which she thought was great.  And she´s rode some bicycles down a hill and had a fire drill.  October just tells me they had gym…again!  Then they went for a walk outside to look at trees and then they just sit in the class.  I asked her if they did math.  She said she wasn´t sure.  Hhmm….numbers are numbers?!?  The school did start pulling Scarlett & October out for personalized Spanish lessons.  I guess that would be considered special services in the U.S.

First Day of School !?!?!

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The girls started their first day of school today at Colegio Penalta.  Morning drop-off did not go well.  It was a minor disaster.  They say a picture is worth a thousand words; however this picture is not one of those. Here is a list of all that happened before we even left the dormitory (where we are currently staying) to walk to school.  1. Scarlett’s new glasses broke.  And not by anything she or her sisters did.  They just broke.  I’ll have to try super glue.  I sent her in her old glasses.  2. Lavender had a “juicy” burp into her hands in the dormitory hallway.  3. The cafeteria where I planned to buy them breakfast pastries was closed.   So, I stood Lavender in a corner near a garbage can, had the other two sit nearby and went back up to our room to get a towel for Lavender and the fruit from last night’s dinner for breakfast.  Here was a my first dilemma: Do I take all the kids to school and make Lavender walk them to school while possibly getting sick?  Do I keep them all at home because I can’t have Lavender walk with them?  I decide maybe it really was just a nervous stomach or juicy burp.  I *hope* this is the case.  I felt like I needed the other two to at least attend today.  I mean, I showed up at school yesterday speaking no Spanish to sign up three kids who also spoke no Spanish and wanted them to start the next day.  Filing out the paperwork was a challenge in itself.  The director spoke *some* English and would try to tell me what each line was asking.  When I couldn’t understand I would just write down what I thought it might reasonably be asking.  So I’d write their birthday, the gentleman would shake his head, cross it out and we’d try again.  All the while, October sat arms folded and scowling about going to school, Scarlett was touching everything in the office and Lavender was crawling on the floor.  I have no address yet.  And I have no phone yet.  The guy must have thought I was nuts.  He asked if we had a family book.  I had no idea what he was describing.  I pulled out passport size photos of each kid but he shook his head and said “oh well.”  Hhmm.

Anyway, I digress.  We head off for school with the kids having a banana and apple for breakfast.  They are going to hungry!  We make it.  I snap this picture.  And then like that the picture changes.  I walk everyone into the school yard.  Kids are mingling, parents are mingling from a distance.  I try to tell October where she has to go; except I was telling her wrong and from our brief tour yesterday she knew which building she was in and I was confusing October & Scarlett’s buildings.  I pull out the paperwork I need to turn in and the Spanish sentence I’ve written down asking if we could borrow books vs. buy them.  (We are suppose to buy the kids textbooks but converted to dollars it’s like $600!!  Even Lavender has $150 worth of books!  The gentleman/director?? yesterday told me the school could help with the cost but I had said I didn’t think it was needed…as I wrongly assumed each kid would be $30-$50!).  At that moment, Lavender started vomiting in the school yard.  I scooped her up and stuck her next to a bush to continue throwing up in.  I pull out the towel I brought from the dorm and wrap it around her.  Now, I have Lavender wrapped in blanket standing next to a bush with the other two pleading with me to walk them to their class.  Which are in two completely opposite directions and NOT what is typical of parents to do.  Scarlett’s building is all the way across the school yard as well.  At this point, we are drawing lots of attention.  The parents are staring at us, the other kids are circling around saying the only English word they know “Hello!”  Scarlett is trying her best to crawl back into my body or at least up into my shirt.  I introduce her in Spanish to some girls.  I try to ask which building they are going into but they only laugh at me.  Neither of us can understand.  The 9 year old boy we have met and played with the last two days shows up and smiles and welcomes October.  I gently nudge her over into her school line with JoeAngel (seriously, I can’t pronounce his name but I know this is what it translates into English). She is then surrounded by a bunch of kids who are very interested in the new student, the new American non-Spanish speaking student.  At this point turn my attention to Scarlett; completely forgetting to wish October good luck or give her a hug.  Now I try to coerce Scarlett into walking across the school yard herself and standing in line for her building.  We have attracted too much attention for me to just leave Lavender wrapped in a towel by a bush.  I pick up Lavender like a baby (I figure it’s the best possible position should she vomit).  This just looks even more strange and attracts further attention.  Plus, all the other adults are standing on the other side of the fence and I am smack dab in the middle of the school yard.  I walk Scarlett over.  The kids continue to say “Hello!” and just stare at her.  One girl does say “Hello, Scarlett!”.  As soon as we see her teacher come out to collect the kids, I kiss her and shove her to the front of the line and leave.  All the while hoping Lavender doesn’t throw up again.  I run into the English speaking director/secretary/admin (seriously, I think I threw everyone for a loop that no one actually introduced themselves) and he tells me I have Lavender in the wrong spot.  Ah, yes! Got that.  I say she is not feeling well and I am taking her home.  He assumes she is afraid (which in reality she is the child most excited and keeps telling me she’s feeling fine and wants to go to school).  I tell him she is throwing up and we are heading home.  I’m not sure he understood the term “throwing up” but we leave nonetheless.

Lavender and I walked back to the dorms.  I have no way to contact Jeff and I have to go back to pick up the other two at 1pm for siesta/lunch and then take them back at 3pm (It would cost $362 US for them to stay at school the two hour break and be fed lunch and supervised).

As we walked away from school, I realized I had basically given my kids no breakfast and hastily left them at school where they know no one, don’t speak the language and the school has no contact information for me.  Now, that first school picture is way LESS than a thousand words!

 

Truancy??

It occurred to us a while ago that while I unenrolled the girls from school, I hadn’t done anything to indicate where they were moving to and begun wondering if they were going to show up on a truancy report somewhere.  Since the girls have been taking homeschool classes through the public school system they are officially public school students; albeit ones that only attend five hours a week.  When I thought we were leaving at the end of August I didn’t really even think about it.  When I thought we were leaving mid-September I figured by the time they showed up on a truancy report we’d be gone.  Now that we aren’t leaving until the end of September, I probably should have filed a Declaration of Intent to Homeschool to prevent them from showing up on any truancy reports.  *Shrug* paperwork.

Losing my mind

I just about lost my mind today.

Jeff has been putting in floor trim.  It looks awesome.  I’m little sad we won’t have it to enjoy for ourselves.  I have been painting window sills, existing door trim and cleaning.  I’ve gone through 4 boxes of Magic Clean Erasers (which by the way are awesome).  I’ve cleaned all the little tiny closet door slats.  I’ve washed the blinds.  I’ve washed walls.  I’ve washed two of four windows (along with the screen and the tracks).  There’s a lot more to do.  The girls have nearly no toys in their room; yet, it’s a disaster.  We’ve been asking for days that it be picked up.  And let’s be honest, Jeff and I have been busy cleaning and fixing and didn’t offer a lot of follow-through either.  But seriously!  There is a big box of duplo lego’s and another Rubbermaid for the miscellaneous toys (which is only a quarter full). That’s it!  Yet, they managed to have the room so messy I couldn’t even walk in it.  Fine. It’s messy.  But how hard is it to clean when you have two buckets to choose from?  Is it a lego? Great, lego bucket!  Is it NOT a lego?  Great, random box!  That’s it.  And this is how I nearly lost my mind.

There’s always help needed and nagging required over cleaning their room.  But there are TWO boxes!!  TWO!!!  Can you hear me losing my mind?  I think the neighbors may have.  I resorted to sorting the toys into three piles and each child has their own pile to take care of.  It’s our way of limiting squabbles over who is doing more work.  Still, they couldn’t get their piles picked up.  They spent 6 HOURS ….let me rephrase this….I SPENT 6 hours trying to get them to pick up their room.  Can you picture me losing my mind? Did I mention….there are TWO boxes!  Okay, fine, three if you count the laundry bag for all the random pairs of underwear and socks around the room.  October & Scarlett got their piles, finally, picked up.  I left for the store and when I returned Lavender sadly pronounced that daddy told her no one was allowed to help her and…she….NNEEEEDDDDEEEEDDDDD……help.  I hastily told her to just throw the rest away.    She hadn’t thought of this plan and quite happily decided the best way to clean was to indeed throw the toys away.  Fine.  But, not before carrying the soon-to-be tossed toy’s into the living room to show her sisters and proclaim that she was throwing it away!   To which the other two children started losing their minds!  Can you hear me losing mine?  The other two decide to help Lavender since they don’t want ANYTHING thrown away!  Nada. Zip. Discarded clothing tag?  Absolutely it must be kept!  I am losing my mind!  While trying to cook dinner, I hear them goofing around and find all three playing and jumping…..right on top of the remaining toys and garbage that needs to be picked up!  AAHHHH!!!!!!!!!  I announce that my head is going to explode and leave the room.  They decided it’s in their best interest to finish the room.  SIX HOURS LATER!!  To which, it’s been determined.  I have already lost my mind.  I gather my packing tape and head into their room and tape all TWO of their boxes of toys closed.  Yup.  Now they lose their minds!  They recover quickly (much too quickly if you had asked me) and sit at the table to await dinner (and by wait, I mean ask for snacks while I am nearly finished cooking dinner).  Scarlett looks over the Magic Clean Erasers and asks “Is there anything I can help clean?”  Are you kidding me?  Yes, it was your room!  SIX HOURS AGO!  I pour myself a cocktail and look for mind at the bottom of it.

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