Christopher's seventh grade football team won district. What an exciting football season!
And, to watch Christopher mature in some many ways -- playing for coaches who are not his dad or dad's friends, not starting on defense to not only starting on defense, but also on offense and being the main kicker for the team. Persistence and effort pay off.
He can't rest on his laurels . . . already in basketball practice. He's one of the top 24 players. While he thought he made B team, picks haven't been made yet. He has a great attitude about it . . . knows size is what some of the selections are based on.
Today's devotion was "Late Bloomer." How timely. Yes, Chris, you will grow.
Grow in more ways than one!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Pre-AP Math
The battle continues. Christopher insists he should not be in pre-AP math even though he has a very good grade -- the bad grades resulting from his not turning in homework or not studying for a test.
I'm about to give up.
But I told him, if he moved to regular math, we would expect a 100 average. After all, it would be easier and there would be no homework, according to him.
I'm about to give up.
But I told him, if he moved to regular math, we would expect a 100 average. After all, it would be easier and there would be no homework, according to him.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Second Debate
The first debate this year must have been uneventful as Christopher didn't mention anything about it.
But this past week, he had his second debate. He had to memorize his part. While this sounded more like a short speech to me, he insisted he was giving a debate.
So Friday rolled around and as we drove to school, Christopher continued to talk about how he wished he didn't have to give the speech. He even suggested going to his debate class for tutoring and giving the speech to his teacher.
I talked through the look over their heads, make eye contact with someone nice, take a deep breath stuff and I don't know if he was convinced. I did tell him to pray and said I would to. He mentioned there was a girl in his class who didn't even want to go to the front of the room she was so nervous. I said he could be a good support for her.
The day goes by and I hope everything went well.
I picked him up and he said he did his debate went good. He did it. He also said the girl who was nervous managed to give her speech in front of the class, too.
Whew.
But this past week, he had his second debate. He had to memorize his part. While this sounded more like a short speech to me, he insisted he was giving a debate.
So Friday rolled around and as we drove to school, Christopher continued to talk about how he wished he didn't have to give the speech. He even suggested going to his debate class for tutoring and giving the speech to his teacher.
I talked through the look over their heads, make eye contact with someone nice, take a deep breath stuff and I don't know if he was convinced. I did tell him to pray and said I would to. He mentioned there was a girl in his class who didn't even want to go to the front of the room she was so nervous. I said he could be a good support for her.
The day goes by and I hope everything went well.
I picked him up and he said he did his debate went good. He did it. He also said the girl who was nervous managed to give her speech in front of the class, too.
Whew.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Agenda
At the beginning of the school year, we buy an agenda. It is a spiral-bound book that includes each week of school with blanks to fill in for homework.
This year, Christopher has decided not to fill in the blanks in his agenda. His reason -- he'll remember his assignments.
Yet, this week, we've had a few forgotten assignments. He remembers either at 8:30 p.m. or at 7:15 a.m. This morning was quite a mess. As I was going through his backpack, out came a sheet of paper with eight math word problems. There were no answers . .he had not done the work. So, he hurriedly tried to finish before he and Gervais left at 7:30 a.m. Then, he went to tutoring. Math paper was turned in incomplete.
The agenda blank for math . . . was blank.
This year, Christopher has decided not to fill in the blanks in his agenda. His reason -- he'll remember his assignments.
Yet, this week, we've had a few forgotten assignments. He remembers either at 8:30 p.m. or at 7:15 a.m. This morning was quite a mess. As I was going through his backpack, out came a sheet of paper with eight math word problems. There were no answers . .he had not done the work. So, he hurriedly tried to finish before he and Gervais left at 7:30 a.m. Then, he went to tutoring. Math paper was turned in incomplete.
The agenda blank for math . . . was blank.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
3 times 4 is what . . .
We are big time in fractions. Yuck. Thank goodness Gervais is home to help Christopher.
I think I've heard the question 3 times 4 equals what about seven times. Ironically, Christopher has said the answer is seven a few times.
He's tired . ..
I think I've heard the question 3 times 4 equals what about seven times. Ironically, Christopher has said the answer is seven a few times.
He's tired . ..
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
First Football Game and a PAL
1 - 0
First game, chalk it up as a win. Harris played Driscoll today and both the white and dark team one. Christopher plays on the purple team. He started on offense and on the kick-off team. He didn't play defense, which was hard for him, because his best buddy moved to his team and started over him. Ouch. He had a great game and I know the coaches saw him make some great tackles. He has instinct that few kids have. He knows how to play. I think eventually he will be playing defense.
And, he was nominated by his art teacher for the Outstanding Achievement Award. Each week two Harris students get to go to Madison High School football games and are honored by the high school PALs (peer assistant leaders). Hopefully, he will be selected.
He's such a great kid, great football player and a great PAL.
First game, chalk it up as a win. Harris played Driscoll today and both the white and dark team one. Christopher plays on the purple team. He started on offense and on the kick-off team. He didn't play defense, which was hard for him, because his best buddy moved to his team and started over him. Ouch. He had a great game and I know the coaches saw him make some great tackles. He has instinct that few kids have. He knows how to play. I think eventually he will be playing defense.
And, he was nominated by his art teacher for the Outstanding Achievement Award. Each week two Harris students get to go to Madison High School football games and are honored by the high school PALs (peer assistant leaders). Hopefully, he will be selected.
He's such a great kid, great football player and a great PAL.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Quiet
I know Christopher is headed toward puberty. He will eventually get there and all those changes I've heard about, read about and watched movies about will occur.
But I'm not ready. I still want him to be my little boy who still says "mama" every so sweetly when he is tired. I want him to still wave to me when he is around his friends. And, I want him to quite simply want to be with me.
All that requires us spending time together -- which is hard these days. Between football practice, taking care of the girls and just life, he and I sometimes say only a few words to each other.
Like tonight. He's been quiet in his room while I've been busy around the house getting things ready. I think that quiet thing is part of puberty, but is it also part of him still being my little boy. He's quiet that way -- can be by himself. He's always been able to do that. He can go into his room and draw or write or just sit and look around. I want that to continue, of course, because I like the quiet and so does my husband. But I don't want it to be quiet because he doesn't want to talk to me or because he doesn't want to be with me.
I like the quiet, but I don't know if the quiet will always be the right quiet.
But I'm not ready. I still want him to be my little boy who still says "mama" every so sweetly when he is tired. I want him to still wave to me when he is around his friends. And, I want him to quite simply want to be with me.
All that requires us spending time together -- which is hard these days. Between football practice, taking care of the girls and just life, he and I sometimes say only a few words to each other.
Like tonight. He's been quiet in his room while I've been busy around the house getting things ready. I think that quiet thing is part of puberty, but is it also part of him still being my little boy. He's quiet that way -- can be by himself. He's always been able to do that. He can go into his room and draw or write or just sit and look around. I want that to continue, of course, because I like the quiet and so does my husband. But I don't want it to be quiet because he doesn't want to talk to me or because he doesn't want to be with me.
I like the quiet, but I don't know if the quiet will always be the right quiet.
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