Registered for kindergarten

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On Monday afternoon, I registered my big little boy for kindergarten.  My plan was to take him with me so we could register together, but as we started walking across the street from his preschool to the Frank Allis elementary, I turned around and saw that his face had crumpled and he was teary.  “I don’t want to go to kindergarten,” he implored.  “I just want to stay at preschool.”  Well, my boy, I couldn’t agree with you more.

We talked a little about how sometimes new things can make a person feel nervous.  And then we decided that I would just go register him by myself later in the afternoon.

Jessica came over to watch my kiddos, and I walked, for the second time, through the doors of the Frank Allis elementary school.  I’ll admit that I felt nauseated.  And I’m excited about kindergarten.  There’s just something about this whole registration thing that is getting me in my gut.  I feel happy, excited, and ready to run for the bathroom.  Seems like many moms of soon-to-be-kindergartners are in the same boat:)

I filled out 8,269 forms, set up a screening appointment for Andrew, and learned out about two open houses in May and August.  Then I stepped into a separate room and met with the principal of Nuestro Mundo.  A couple weeks back, I wrote about how we were trying to decide if Nuestro Mundo would be a good fit for our guy.  As I’ve thought and read about it more, I got really excited about the dual language opportunity, and so I filled out the paperwork and signed our boy up.  There will be a lottery next month to determine who gets into the program.  They are accepting 45 students.  And so, in addition to my nervous tummy, I’m also going to be trying hard not to think or worry too much about the outcome of the lottery.  We are supposed to find out in late April.  And I’ll let you know!

I’m hoping that Andrew feels some excitement or at least not trepidation as we plan to attend the “play with a  cool teacher for a while” (aka kindergarten screening) next Tuesday:)  Maybe he and I should get some ice cream afterward to sweeten the deal!

And, as I reminded Andrew yesterday while I knelt next to him in an ernest coversation on the snowy sidewalk between his preschool and elementary school, we still have one, two, three more months of preschool and then one, two, three whole months of summer until school starts in the fall.  And by that time, I imagine that both he and I will be much more ready:)

Got wool?

Winter is a long season here in Wisconsin.  A long, cold season.  And if I’m in the right frame of mind, I love it.  I love snuggling with cats and drinking warm beverages.  I love playing in the snow and seeing the crispness of a starry winter sky.  I love watching the pure white snow sparkle under a bright winter sun with the sky blue as blue can be.   I like crawling into my warm bed (we got a heated mattress pad a couple years ago…such a good purchase!) and my soft flannel sheets.  I like how life slows down a bit in winter.  There are no gardens to tend, no late night walks to take.  Sitting and drinking hot chocolate and reading is just perfect.

One thing that I don’t like so much about winter is that I often am cold.  We keep our thermostat kind of low, and I sometimes have found that I don’t feel really warm from October to May.  I was mentioning this to my friend Janelle last winter, and she asked if I wore long underwear and knee-high wool socks.  I told her I didn’t, and she suggested that I adopt those behaviors as soon as possible.

Do you know about Smart Wool?  When I was in graduate school, my friend Jennifer introduced me to Smart Wool socks.  They’re wool, and, she informed me, they keep her cold feet warm all winter and they keep her feet cool in the summer.  Plus (and this is a big plus for clammy-footed me), the wool has magic powers that keep her feet dry and odor-free.

Since then, I’ve acquired several pairs of Smart Wool socks.  In the past, I’ve mostly used them as hiking socks or wear-around-the-house socks.  But after talking to Janelle, I decided to add some knee-high Smart Wool into my wardrobe.  And over the last couple years, I also acquired two Smart Wool long-sleeved shirts.  They’re expensive, but I can personally attest that the cost is worth it.  Since I’ve been wearing my knee-high wool socks and my wool shirts, I’ve been warm!  On the rare day that I’m not wearing wool, I usually find myself wondering why I’m so darn cold.  Oh, and a scarf around my neck helps too!

So this is my winter tip to you.  Get thyself some wool.  If you’re at all wool sensitive (I am!) I recommend Smart Wool.  Oh, and getting an electric mattress pad to heat up your bed before you climb in is such a luxury.  You’ll be glad you did.

Helllloooo March!

Happy March 1 everyone!  March…the month of St. Patrick’s Day…the month that welcomes the official first day of spring…the month where we average eight inches of snow.  March is, I must remember, certainly not spring.  Yet it is the end of winter.  I recall the phrase “In like a lion, out like a lamb.”  Well, this year March didn’t come in like a lion.  The sun is shining, the temperature has soared to the high-thirties, and it’s in general a delightful winter day.

In fact, I went to the grocery store yesterday WITHOUT A WINTER COAT.  I can’t believe it either.  The very idea of not needing to wear a coat seems ludicrous.  I just wore my fleece jacket, and I was fine.  Yeee haaawww.

Now with March upon us, I’m looking around my home and wondering how I should mix up my decorations for the month.  Did you know, by the way, that I change my home decorations every month?  Or at least every season.  Who does that, really?  Me, I guess:)  September through April I change my home decor every month, and then spring and summer I keep things pretty constant.  Except my American Girl, Kirsten, who I change each month.  This seasonal decorating is something that I started doing around age 12, and I haven’t been able to stop.  I’ve toned it down a little from my teen years when I changed all my wall hangings as well.  Now I only change some of my wall hangings.  Something tells me that if Bryan lived alone, his home would not have seasonally changing decor…

My January decorations feature snowmen and polar bears and other wintery items.  In February I add in some red items.  And March I switch out the red with green.  And I’m thinking that maybe the polar bears should depart.  Maybe some rainbows should take their place.

I’ve been curious what my yard and the neighborhood will look like at the end of March, and thanks to my Flickr archives, I can easily see photos from the last five years.  For instance, when I look at March 2007, I get see a calendar with a thumbnail from each day I took photos.

March 4 looks really snowy…like the world outside my window today.

Outdoors in the snow Then on March 19, it looks like my siblings and I all took a walk to our neighborhood park in some balmy weather.

Michael's birthday - a walk to the park And look…on March 27, 2008, crocuses were popping from the earth in Jessica’s yard:

Crocuses Maybe I’ll even be bringing home some pansies this month as I was on March 29, 2008!

Bringing home pansies What a cutie that little two-year-old Andrew was!

We have some fun plans this March.  This weekend we’re doing our semi-annual weekend at Jack’s house.  Maretta and Kyle are driving down from St. Paul, which should be so great.  I haven’t seen them since Michael and Lisa’s wedding in October!  Then on March 12, Joe comes home from college for spring break.  He’ll be in Madison for over two weeks, so I’m hoping to soak up some good Joe time.  My little bro will be graduating in May, and I’m so excited to see what adventures come his way.  Then there are the Oscars (March 8…always a good fashion time), Michael’s 29th birthday on March 19, and Joe’s 22nd birthday on March 25th.

Welcome to you, March!  Hoping your month finds you healthy, active, and full of good cheer.

Photography preparedness

January and February are gestating months for my photography business.  I started Althea Dotzour Photography last summer, had a fabulous first six months.  Really!  Who knew that running a photography business could be so very, very much fun!

The months and weeks leading up to Christmas were super busy.  I just loved helping my clients put together great gifts and cards for the holidays.  Then throughout January, I’ve switched gears and have been doing a lot of behind-the-scenes work on my business.  I’ve read lots of books on providing stellar customer service and on running a successful business.  I’ve been meeting with another up-and-coming photographer, Mallory (Fitzgerald Photography), and it’s been so energizing to have someone to talk with whose business is in a similar position.

My to-do list is long and growing as I try to get all the administrative pieces in place for the year.  Yet, new photo sessions are on the way.  I have a newborn session scheduled in a few weeks (yay baby!), a business session planned for April, and lots of people starting to talk to me about session when the weather warms and the earth greens up!  If you’re interested in scheduling something this spring, give me a call so I can get you on my calendar:)

I’m about to sign up for a two-day workshop with one of my photography role-models, Audrey Woulard.  If I get into the workshop…wow.  It’s going to be so amazing!!  Audrey does incredible work, and I have a feeling that spending a couple days with her (and my fellow workshop attendees) will provide a major boost to my photography work this year.

I feel so lucky to have the opportunity to pursue my creative passion, to help families capture fleeting moments, and to connect with so many wonderful clients.  Looking forward to the future!!!

Olympics maddness

I love the Olympics.  Really, really love them.  In general, I’m pretty luke-warm about sports.  Actually, usually I’m just plain uninterested in sports.  But there’s something about the Olympics that gets me so excited and hopeful and happy and obsessed.

Since the opening ceremony on February 12, we’ve been watching the evening broadcast each night.  That first weekend, we watched it during the day too.  Then on day four, Tuesday last week, I needed a break.  So I wrote the Olympics a note:

Dear 2010 Winter Olympics,

These last four days have been great.  Really, really great.  I’ve laughed, I’ve yelled, I’ve even gotten misty-eyed.  So thank you.
But, my dear Olympics, I think I need a break.  Just a night…a little time off.   It’s me not you.  Things have just been moving so fast…
So I’m making a choice to skip the men’s figure skating short program and women’s super G and some speed skating.  I may regret it, but I think it’s the best choice for me tonight.
See you again on Wednesday!

Love,
Althea

Since that one night away from Olympics, I’ve been back 100%, and it’s been great.  I love the variety of events.  The skiing is great.  And short track speed skating really makes me excited.  I love figure skating too, although I’m not nearly as devoted a fan as I was in the ’90s.

I wish I had a photo to post of myself at the 1988 Olympics in Calgary.  Terry and I went together just before little Joe was born; I was 10 years old.  My favorite parts were collecting pins, walking around the Olympic village, meeting the mascots Hidy and Howdy, watching a lady use her fur coat as a sled to slide down a hill, and drinking hot chocolate at the cross-country event while listening to the Swiss folks ring their enormous cow bells.  My least favorite parts were losing my hat on a bus on the way to a skiing event and then discovering that my pink moon boots weren’t waterproof and getting so wet and cold that I cried.

It’s too bad that the 1016 summer Olympics won’t be in Chicago…it would have been a lot of fun to take the kids!  My brother Joe is an Olympics-lover as well, and he hopes to go to London in 1012.  I hope he does so I can live vicariously!

What’s your favorite part of the Olympics?  Do you prefer summer or winter?  How do you feel about Bob Costas?  What are you going to do when they’re over?

Love,

Althea

Admiration

Andrew has a friend over to play this afternoon.  From the moment she walked in the door, Sylvia has been mesmerized by Olivia.  She stands still, hardly breathing, just watching this amazing four-year-old galavant around our house.  Then my little Sylv ran into her bedroom and came back without her dress on.  She was holding a purple shirt.  A purple shirt just like Olivia.

Sylvia’s jeans are in the wash, and she was beside herself, pointing wildly at Olivia’s jeans and sobbing.  I tried to talk her into dark purple or dark blue pants, but she couldn’t stand the idea of not correctly modeling after her new idol.  Fortunately, with a nudge from me, Olivia turned to Sylvia and told her (in her sweet lisp) that Sylvia looked great and that they both had on purple shirts, which was really cool.  Sylvie didn’t smile or acknowledge the comment, but I could just see her little posture change as she absorbed the world.  Then my little girl turned and headed happily into her room…content with the rightness of the universe.

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Sylvia is now napping and Olivia and Andrew are playing in his bedroom.  There’s lots of laughter and some angry words and then more laughter.  They’re currently discussing where the babies are pooping (everywhere!).  Earlier there was some raised voices and announcements that there would be no marriage until after they were grown up.

Cute kids:)  Seeing Sylvia so aware of other kids makes me aware of some of the differences between my two kids.  Andrew just generally doesn’t seem to model his clothing or behavior after other kids.  Like as a general rule, Andrew’s doing his own thing and so what others are doing is only interesting to him as it relates to his current activities.  Sylvia absolutely loves to emulate other’s behavior.  She is currently really intense about noting/wanting other kid’s clothes and shoes and toys.  She loves to copy her brother.  Or me.  Or Bryan.  And apparently, she also now likes to dress like super cool preschoolers.  It’s really interesting to see the stages that kids go through as they change and grow.

Love,

Althea

Dreaming of spring

I’m happy to report that it is the last week in February, and I am still enjoying winter.  True story!  I’m having fun playing in the snow, going sledding, bundling the kids up for walks in the neighborhood.  I have a sense that spring is the next season, but so far, I’m not too anxious for it to be here.  My goal is to be a fan of winter until about March 10.  Then, when I start going spring-crazy, it’ll actually be coming in the next month or so:)

Yet, as I gazed out the window at my snow-covered yard, I found myself dreaming of green things growing.  I imagined dirt and worms and grass and flowers.  The Flower Factory just sent me their enormous catalog of plants, and in a fit of gardening inspiration, I decided to map out an ambitious garden for our backyard.  Bryan and I have been envisioning this garden for four or five, or maybe six years now, but we’ve worked on other parts of the yard up to this point.

If you’re interested in helping dig up some turf in April, let me know!  I think we’ll need help:)  Also, I totaled up the cost of the plants that I think I’d like to fill in this new garden, and it totaled (sigh) $400.  So maybe we’ll do this on a multi-year program.

It’s fun to have a plan in hand and a plant list ready.  When the ground thaws, I hope we’re able to spend a weekend removing some turf and laying down landscaping fabric and putting in some edging.  Then the fun part…new plants!  It’ll be a prairie garden, and I can’t wait to have some of my favorite prairie plants growing in my own yard.

Kindergarten options

This is the post I meant to write when I wrote about my little boy growing up.  Now that I’ve had a moment to sigh and reflect and then to record all the dates for the 2010-11 school year in my calendar, I’m feeling a little more onboard with the whole “going to kindergarten” thing.

Our elementary school is just around the corner from our house.  I love the idea of walking to school.  I sure have loved walking (or biking or sledding) Andrew to Monona Grove Nursery School, which is just across the street from his elementary school.  It feels so neighborly and sweet to be right close by.

The Frank Allis school houses (in apparently very crowded conditions) two separate schools.  The first is the normal Allis Elementary School.  There’s a nice little write-up about that school on their website.  Looks like it’s been a school for 92 years!  The second is a dual language charter school called Nuestro Mundo (click here for more info on their program).

On Monday night, I hurried through the falling light to attend an informational session on Nuestro Mundo.  As I crossed the street toward the school, I stopped for a moment to snap the photo above on my phone.  I’ve never been in this school before, and it struck me that after I walked through the doors, it would never be “new” again.  At some point, it will probably be so homey and familiar that I won’t even remember what it felt like when this building was new and foreign and a little bit scary.

The informational session was held in a third grade classroom, and the room was packed.  It seemed to be about half English speakers and half Spanish speakers.  The teacher who led the session addressed the room in Spanish and was then translated by another teacher.  Questions were answered in both languages.  Apparently, for future meetings (and PTO meetings and things like that) the presentations are done in Spanish, and English speakers wear a headset where they can hear simultaneous translations so the meetings go a little faster.

Nuestro Mundo is a charter school, and they enroll about 50% Spanish speaking kids and 50% English speaking kids.  (See here for an article written about the school by my friend Samara.)  In kindergarten, the instruction is 90% in Spanish, and it shifts about 10% a year until by third grade, instruction is half English, half Spanish.  Children are taught literacy first in Spanish and then, after they are proficient readers, in English.

There is a lottery for enrollment in the school, and it sounds like about half of the students who want to get in actually make it.  So in a way, I don’t want to get too caught up in wanting this program, because who knows if we’ll get in.

Here are some of my thoughts as I approach the idea of picking the right school for Andrew:

  1. I want Andrew to love school.  I’d like him to be happy at school, to connect to his teacher, to smile with his classmates, to feel comfortable and confident and secure.  I’d like him to skip on his way to school.  And even if he never will tell me one little bit about his day, I’d like to know in my heart that it was a good one, full of nice friends, compassionate teachers, and fun activities.
  2. Wherever her goes, I wouldn’t be surprised if it takes my young boy a little while to warm up.  Andrew seems to be an observer by nature.  I notice that in group settings, he often waits on the sidelines and checks things out until he feels comfortable enough to jump in.  That said, he has a great time in his own little sidelines, and he’s usually very content to play games or read or do art on his own until he’s ready to engage with others.  At least in preschool, Andrew seems to be a kid who plays well with everyone but who doesn’t have a couple special friends.  Whenever I ask him about his friends, he’ll rattle off the names of several kids, and if I try to suss out who he most enjoys spending time with, he smiles and throws up his hands, “I like all my friends at school, Mom!”
  3. Academically, I think that Andrew is pretty advanced right now.  Due to his focused, cognitive nature, he’s been fascinated with letters and reading for the last year.  If he’s in the mood, he can now read almost any picture book he picks up.  I love it when he reads to Sylvia!  His writing is somewhat legible, and he really enjoys writing “journals” and books.  At the suggestion of his preschool teacher, I’ve made a little dictionary for him with all the words that he’s asked me to spell for him.  It’s one of his favorite possessions.  Andrew is also really interested in numbers and math, and he often asks me to quiz him with “a tricky one” about addition or subtraction.  He loves telling the temperature, and we’ve been having fun this winter with negative numbers:)
    Because of all this, I think that the academic content of a traditional kindergarten will be much less important than the social and enrichment aspects of going to school.  In the dual immersion language program, it looks like kids score lower on academic achievement testing for several years (actually until 6th grade at which point they score better than traditional classrooms).  I’m guessing that this is because the kids are working on language skills in addition to everything else.  If Andrew goes to the dual immersion language program, his early literacy and math skills might not lag as much as they do for kids since he’s starting out with many early skills, and that makes me feel a little better, because to tell the truth, I have a bit of a hard time signing up for a program that could from some perspectives leave Andrew at an academic disadvantage.
  4. The things that I love, love, love about Nuestro Mundo is that it could give Andrew something that Bryan and I can’t give him…fluency in a second language.  Even more than that, though, the school is designed to help students become global citizens.  I love the idea of Andrew gaining a multicultural education (actually, this is true in either school).  I love the idea of a school where he learns at such an early age about how to dive in and learn a new language, a new culture.
    Before I had kids, I remember thinking that I really wanted to expose them to a wide variety of people and cultures and situations.  I had hoped to spend time in parts of town or in parts of the world that are very different from ours so that we could, together, build familiarity with that which initially feels foreign.  We haven’t really done this at all, and so maybe this is a great way to start!
  5. A couple weeks ago, I read an article in my alumni magazine, The Carleton Voice about Carleton’s growing international program.  I thought the lesson applied strongly to our kindergarten choice:

About three years ago, stormy weather stranded Carleton President Robert Oden Jr. in the Detroit airport. Although his 37-hour delay was both regrettable and forgettable, he came across a magazine article that wasn’t. On the subject of global leadership, the writer had interviewed more than 20 leaders in business, industry, the arts, and government from around the world.

“When they were asked how future leaders should be educated, their answers were remarkably similar,” recalls President Oden. “Almost all of them said something like: ‘Become fluent in at least two, preferably three languages—and spend as much time as you possibly can with people from other countries.’ ” A number of the leaders went on to describe the importance of developing the knowledge, understanding, and skills required to effectively communicate and negotiate with people from anywhere in the world.”

Fine!  I thought, I’ll be brave!  I’ll sign Andrew up for a program in which he’ll be jumping into 90% Spanish.  The teachers seem terrific, and they’ll help him along.  Andrew seems to talk in gibberish half the time, and he eats up the Spanish words that I share with him, so picking up a new language should come pretty easy to him.

Ahh, I don’t know.  I find myself really leaning toward Nuestro Mundo, but I’m wondering…what are your thoughts?

FYI, here’s the school data profile for the Frank Allis Elementary School and here’s the school data profile on Nuestro Mundo.

Growing up…registering for kindergarten

Can you believe that my little baby boy is going to be a kindergartner this fall?

It’s true.

Four and a half years ago, he looked like this.  He was a tiny newborn who didn’t even know how to nurse.  He was about to open his blue eyes to see the sunlight of a new day for the very first time.  I slept with him curled right next to me because being apart from his little self made me feel like I was missing a limb or an organ.

He had grown in my womb, and through his birth, I became a mother and he became a child of the world.

Then he started growing up.  Not being a newborn.

He can clap when we ask him He started walking and running and then talking too.

As he’s grown, Andrew has consistently shown his lovely self.  He’s solid.  And smart.  And imaginative.  And determined.  And reserved.  And mellow.  Except when he’s crazy.  He takes his time to warm up, and when he does, his smile shines like the sun.

Boy is a bit cold from swimming!

He’s made friends.  Good friends.  Who help him grow and adjust and delight in the world in new and wonderful ways.

Alivia and Andrew walkin' in the fall

Favorite photo!!

He’s gone from being a baby to becoming a big brother.  And in that moment, he suddenly became so big, so grown up.

So much love! Andrew has loved going to preschool at Monona Grove Nursery School.  I love the small size of his school, the wonderful teachers, the relaxed, play-based, non-academic atmosphere.  It’s such a gentle first school experience.  Plus, the other children and their parents are so much fun.

Here's Andrew with his teachers Sending him to preschool two mornings a week last year and three mornings a week this year has been a wonderful addition to our days.

I recently learned that I need to register Andrew for kindergarten (I’ve also recently learned that I don’t know how to spell kindergarten).   March 1.  aaaaaak!  Sorry, I’m better.  I’m really excited about Andrew going to kindergarten.  But.  yeah.  It feels like a big step.  It feels like moving from the known and familiar to the unknown.  He’ll be away from me for seven hours a day, five days a week.  He’ll be going to school in a big building that has always looked to me more like a high school than an elementary school.  And I think he’ll be fine.  I’ll just need a little time to adjust.  Here, in the comfort of the interwebs, I will adjust.

It’s an odd thing, learning to let go.  When our babes are tiny, it feels like we can control every aspect of their existence.  We choose their toys and their clothes and the songs they listen to and the people they interact with.  We can ensure that they only eat exactly the kinds of foods we want them to have in their precious little bodies.  Then, slowly, that shifts.  If we’re smart, we let other people take care of them, give our children the opportunity to experience life solo with relatives and friends or babysitters.  Then, suddenly, they have experiences that are apart from us.  They know songs or books or games that we’ve never heard of.  And it’s wonderful, and it feels a little odd.

So this kindergarten thing is just a part of that whole letting go continuum.  It’s symbolic of starting in the long school process that will culminate in high school graduation.  It’s going to mean a big change in the way our days are structured and in the way we spend time together.  And it’s going to mean that most of Andrew’s waking hours will be spent in the company of people I don’t currently know anything about, but I’m sure they’ll be lovely.   Ahh, big changes.

Oh, a new favorite picture of my boy!

By the time September rolls around, I think that my independent, brave little guy…who will then be five years old…will be all ready.  Hopefully, I will be too!

Sylvia’s birthday evening

Bryan came home from work on February 11 with a pretty balloon to the delight of his two-year-old.  After supper, we put another set of cupcakes on our balloon tray and once again serenaded Sylvia with the birthday song.

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She really understands the ceremony of singing and blowing out candles this year.  And she’s so excited that it is her turn!

IMG_3614After supper, we retired to the living room, where the kids ate their toes.

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Bryan was disgusted.IMG_3624 Andrew did a super job of being a big brother to the birthday girl.  It can be hard to have your sibling getting all the attention for the day, but he handled it quite well.

IMG_3626LuAnn got Sylvia this fantastic red corduroy cape.  It’s lined in a vibrant black and white flannel and has a great button at the neck.  She’s going to be so cute wearing it!

IMG_3641Then LuAnn really outdid herself and made Sylvia a beautiful dress.  With a matching one for her dolly.  And a matching purse.  Sylvia immediately wanted to try them all on and checked out all the details.

IMG_3654Here’s my favorite picture of my birthday girl.

IMG_3653Here, Sylvia is also sporting her new bath robe and her new red shoes!

IMG_3660My little water flower.

IMG_3670An outfit change…trying on jeans, a lamb shirt, and putting her shoes on herself.

IMG_3678She says, “Birthdays are great!”

IMG_3682Happy birthday, sweet Sylvia!

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