Hooray for Rocketboy!
My son Neil has just finished sixth grade with low A's and high B's. He's traveled a hard road—he has severe attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (AD/HD)—to get there and is still a kind-hearted child who doesn't give up.
My other son, Jared, has finished preschool and just did very well on kindergarten-entrance testing. Oh—and he now no longer asks me to check his tush after he's wiped it. He can handle it himself now!
Good on ya, Rocketboy! Now there's a brag.
Big Girl has been learning her lower-case letters over this past month. Yesterday she made a pretty passable "e", which has always been something she wouldn't even try before.
Wahoo RB! You did say we could brag on our "critters", didn't you?
Well my littlest critter, 30-lb. Maggie, managed to get hit by a truck this past weekend and walked away from it with only a broken rib and a few scrapes. !!! Needless to say, she no longer has off-leash privileges in rural Maine.
You know, a friend and I did a similar spelling exercise in college. She had a very aural memory--she could sing back a song she'd only heard once, nearly note- and word-perfect. I have a visual memory, and can just "see" whether or not a word is spelled correctly.
When her spelling got to the point that she was losing points on papers, she asked me for help. Of course, I had no idea how to teach her to *see* words the way I do, but together we figured out that if she spelled difficult words out loud while she was studying, she could remember how to spell them later. Maybe RB is an aural speller, like she was.
And now for my brag:
Just this morning, Mr. Kicky (7 mo.) dropped his favorite cloth book over the side of the bouncy chair--and tried to retrieve it! He was able to grab it, but not to right himself again, so I helped with that. Then he dropped it over the other side of the bouncy chair, and this time when he leaned over to get it, he grabbed the teething ring that hangs from a swinging fish on the chair (it's hard to explain) to steady himself before reaching for the book with his other hand. My husband and I both yelped--we couldn't believe he'd actually figured out how to keep his balance when he leaned over, after just one try!
Hey, why not? Friday Cat Blogging, Friday Kid Bragging -- it's all good! 
I affectionately call mine Brat Blogging.
My little guys did a super job putting on their first play, our own version of Hamlet. They came up with great ideas for props and did well on remembering the plot and sequence of dialogue.
Let's hear it for Rocketboy, a child of the first magnitude :o)
My wee dog Jaz pooped on the pad this week. It's the little things in life that count ;^)
My 5 year old daughter just read her first book! I actually blogged about it yesterday. Hooray!
My son's fiance (who is a lovely woman in her own right, by the way) occasionally writes love poems for him. They're amazingly sweet and sincere, but very bad. He's a songwriter, so he's aware the poetry itself is lousy, but he sees through that to the love that motivates them, and he frames them and hangs them on his bedroom wall.
He's one of the kindest, most loving men I've ever known; his commitment to his sweetheart so strong, and it is such a priority in his life. I have an awful lot of admiration for him.
Wow, mildchild, that is wonderful! And good on ya, rocketboy! Hi vetmommy. (my friend in real life).
My brag is this: My five year old can whistle. Not just a little, alot. And she keeps getting better at it. Now, this amazes me because I only learned how to whistle when, at the age of 36, my husband taught me. I still kinda suck at it. So this ability in my offspring is super amazing to me. Must come from his side of the family.
Great idea! Rocketboy Rocks.
My brag:
My littlest one just proved the children-are-sponges philosophy. The other night, Big Sister asked me to read a scientific book titled "Light," which included a section on the passage of light and a discussion of the words transparent, translucent, and opaque. We experimented with different objects held under the reading lamp to illustrate these concepts while Little Sister busied herself nearby with dolls. Big Sister and I concluded our conversation and headed toward bed when Little Sister suddenly grabbed a book, held it under the lamp, and asked, "Does this book make a shadow, Mama? Is there a shadow?" I responded that yes, indeed, there was a dark shadow under the book. She replied, "Well, that means that this book must be OPAQUE."
This little sponge is two-and-a-half years old.
Hurray for Rocketboy!
My daughter Alex passed her LPN boards!
He hasn't done too much yet, as he was born last Saturday (!), but he's a good nurser, good sleeper and just frickin' cute! I couldn't be prouder!
what a great idea- i feel that i've been way to critical of my little one recently- and it has to stop before he actually starts picking up on it. probably a little too late already.
but yeah- it's fun reading about everyone's accomplishments for the week, big and small.
Mine is pretty small: Silas learned to crawl down the stairs.
This is fabulous.
In the absence of children, I can report that my 2 dogs, both terrified of fireworks, made it through yesterday OK with a minimum of panic, panting, and freaking out. There was no "going" in the house, all was well.
These are all such great accomplishments, large and small. And Suzie, congratulations!
My oldest daughter, the overachiever, finally quit a job where the policies and the boss were abusive. She walked away with her head held high, and finally took back her emotional and mental health.
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