This might be my most sincere thank-you card ever

It’s not very often we ever receive “just because” dinners but that is what our thoughtful neighbor Joyce did when she dropped off some delicious chili one cold night. At least I assume it was tasty because I wouldn’t know.

“Dear Joyce–This is not a thank-you note for me, but from Jamie who ate all your delicious chili without sharing. He said I should get your recipe so I can make him even more delicious chili. So, thank you (I think). Love, Amber”

Validation

We recently had parent-teacher interviews and I’m really blessed with two great kids who have always been well-behaved and well-liked at school. Here’s how they are doing (though this post is mostly about Hadley in her transitional year).

Bode. Fourth Grade. Non-issue. Beloved by his teacher and classmates. Student council. Cross-country. Soccer pro. Terrible artist. Math whiz and his nickname is “the human calculator.” Obsessed with the Rubik’s cube. He comes home from school, does his homework without being asked and is obedient and thoughtful. I can’t take credit for him at all because he’s completely self-motivated and, let’s face it, the kid is not normal. But I’ll take these kind of abnormalities.

Hadley. Sixth Grade. Has risen to the challenge this year changing from a non-structured Waldorf learning environment back to public school and I feel so validated in switching her back. I’ve limited her activities to cross country, piano and VBC (our school’s broadcast program) so as not to overwhelm her because she needs A LOT of downtime.

She started so so so so far behind (no) thanks to her incompetent teacher last year and has made huge strides thanks to the loving guidance of her new teacher. In just a few months, she skipped ahead not one but two reading groups (rarely/never happens) and is a wonderfully creative and imaginative writer. She still struggles in math and spelling but is making huge improvements. I wish I could help with the lack of motivation but here’s something we learned about Hadley during our 5+-year-long ordeal with potty training: she is the most stubborn kid on the planet and if she doesn’t want to do something, she won’t do it (or will be kicking and screaming as she does). The good news is when she is passionate about something, she gives her all and does a beautiful job. For our pumpkin party, I asked her to draw an arrow to direct people to our backyard. She created a masterpiece of an arrow that would have brought ‎Leonardo da Vinci to tears. I would have drawn this: =>.

It sure would be nice if she could channel some of that to her academics but we all have our talents and she will be numbered among the artists, dreamers and innovators of this world.

Her newest obsession? Reading.  Last summer, I bought the Fablehaven audiobooks for our looooong drive to Canada. We raced through all five books (more than 80 hours worth) and then she begged me to buy the books. She blew through them  in a matter of weeks, creating a new dilemma: I literally could not get her to read before. And now I literally cannot get her to stop reading, which is fine until I want to go outside and PLAY.

I’m not sure what alternative universe I’m in but I guess I’ll take it.

The Undefeaters

Fall sports season is a wrap!

Soccer

Bode has been with his soccer team for a couple of years and they’re finally gelling really well together. So well, in fact, that they went undefeated, which was particularly awesome because he’s had a rollercoaster few years playing. He started out as a superstar preschooler and was a top scorer. Then, as the other kids got stronger, he lost his confidence and held back. He has finally found his niche on defense and though he’s not a flashy player, he is a smart one who always makes solid passes and is a team player.
I asked Bode if they had a team name this season. He shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know. Call us “The Undefeaters.”

Talk about a premonition.

Volleyball

This is the fourth season I’ve coached volleyball for the 2nd Ward Young Women at church and it was a blast! Hadley is only 11 (Young Women are 12-17) but I recruited her and a couple of her younger friends to play so we’d had enough girls. She continues to be a source of frustration because she fights me at every turn. The girl is good and could be great. She oozes natural talent and really thrives out there…and then when she steps off the court, she claims she’s only lukewarm about volleyball. Really? Apparently she doesn’t see what I see.

Last year, we beat our arch rivals 1st Ward in the tournament but then they beat us in the finals. This year, we were in it for the win and, despite our strong competitors (most of whom play volleyball in club or school), we were the Little Engine That Could. We came from behind to beat them during the tournament, had a showdown in the finals and were declared Stake Champions!


Great job to all! After a busy fall, I’m looking forward to our winter hibernation.

The cute and not-so cute of Halloween

Lest you think my family is Halloween-obsessed, you’d be correct.  My mom always went all-out with our homemade costumes and I have such wonderful memories of friends, family and trick-or-treating marathons around our area.

Here’s a a glimpse at some of our extended clan’s festivities.

Jamie’s sister Tammy had a Wizard of Oz theme. If they kept with traditions, they setup a huge screen on their front lawn in Salt Lake City and showed classic black-and-white movies on Halloween night.


I was feeling weird that I have more Halloween decorations than Christmas until I saw my brother Pat and sister-in-law Jane’s storage:

Jamie: I NEED MORE DECORATIONS!!!

Jane always throws a killer pumpkin-carving party with 50+ friends and family.

Not to be forgotten: my niece’s darling angelic and devilish kiddos:

And for my brother Jade? There are no words.

He responded to our mullet insults on Facebook: “If I would’ve had more time the full duct man costume would’ve been re-created this year!!”

Counting our blessings on that one. He’s newly single and ready for the taking, Ladies.

Happy Halloween!

As much as I love Halloween, it made me a bit sad this year. The kids are growing up fast–too fast–and let’s face it: Halloween just isn’t the same without little kids. This Facebook flashback from five years ago tells the tale with our cute Mario and Princess Peach. Apparently the only thing that hasn’t changed is Jamie’s pumpkin obsession.

Hadley in particular looked so grownup as an archer. Aren’t my  girl and maple tree gorgeous?

 

My friend Suzy was generous enough to send Bode a legit NASA costume, which he beefed up with Jamie’s scary pumpkin mask. Um, OK.

Between our ward’s truck-or-treat and class parties, there was plenty of fun.

Sixth grade

The Pumpkins also made celebrity appearances at the Volunteers of America Halloween party for homeless families….

…And visited our local high school’s special needs kids and our kids’ school. Bode proudly made a speech while Hadley pretended she didn’t know us. I wore my embarrassing pumpkin glasses just for her.

Our neighborhood has been ranked #5 as the best neighborhoods to trick-or-treat in Denver, which I attribute to our fire station that hosts a party and fire-truck-led procession, and then the countless families that go all-out for Halloween. That parade has been one of our highlights–it’s so fun seeing all our friends dressed up but Hadley was among the oldest so her days are numbered.

Jake, Noah, Nicky, Bode, Vinny and Curtis

Our superhero neighbors

Another reason for my nostalgia: gone are the days when we trick-or-treat as a family. My friend Julie took Bode out with all his besties while I threw a party for the tweens in our ward. A few of the girls dressed for fashion, not comfort (roockies) and after an hour, ditched their shoes to go barefoot. Hadley could have trick-or-treated for hours (chip off the old block) but when you have half your group blistered and limping, you call it early after a mere hour and a half, go back to your house to review and trade your stash, and watch a spooky movie.

And yes, I was the killjoy who kept yelling at Waldo to STOP HIDING SO I COULD TAKE A PICTURE.

Happy Halloween 2015!