Yesterday was our first conference with our Monster’s teacher.
I have to admit that I don’t know what I expected going into this – this is the first time I’ve been on this side of the table. I’ve been the one that was being discussed, and I’ve been the teacher. (Yes, Hebrew school, for about four years. Don’t look so shocked.) Continue reading
So, the latest change around the house is that the Monster’s doing a lot more imitating lately.
We’ve always read to him – it’s one of those things that one hears is “what you’re supposed to do” to ensure your kids get an early start on things. And certainly, he’s got a very good head start, since he knows all his letters and numbers. Continue reading
I wasn’t very athletic as a child. Yes, I played rec soccer and little league, and I learned to play tennis, but a lot of that was my parents’ insistance that I play some sports. (I did ski, but there’s a reason I don’t quite hold that in the same class, as will be apparent shortly.)
The irony is that as I’ve gotten older, I have taken up more sports on my own – I’m a curler (if my profile picture hasn’t given that away), I enjoy the occasional volleyball game, and I dabble with golf. The major difference is that I now mostly participate in sports for the social aspect, and gravitate towards sports that emphasize that – for example, I don’t think I’d enjoy golf as much, especially with my horrible handicap, if it didn’t offer the opportunity for me to chat with the rest of my foursome. Continue reading