We have had a lot going on, but our computer was down for a week, so I have been unable to post anything. One of the really great things is that Andrew and I finally finished reading The Hobbit. Yes sir, our long journey is finally at an end. Smaug the dragon is defeated; the gold has been recaptured, the goblin and warg hord have been destroyed and driven away, and yes, sadly Thorin has been mourned and buried. Andrew really seemed to love the story. I was a little hesitant about him taking the accelerated reading test because I wondered if he would be able to remember details from three months ago, but he took it and only missed one question. He now has 66.6 AR points. Monday they are going to read his name over the intercom for having achieved over 50 AR points--(he says to write that he is a Reading Machine.) He is only the second kindergartner in the whole school to have this distinguished honor. We are so proud. HUMMMMMMMM :) 
On Thursday it was dress as your teacher day. I told him he could wear an apron or something because he has two female teachers, but he did not want to dress like a girl, so he decided to dress as Mr. Cziep. We tried tucking in overlarge shirts and trying on huge ties, but it ended up that he wore his Sunday clothes and we painted big bushy eyebrows on with eyebrow makeup.
One other thing that took place while we were being technologically challenged was Andrew's 1st book piano recital. He was supposed to play 18 songs that he had learned and remembered throughout the whole year. Believe me this was no small feat continually reviewing and reworking so many songs every week for months, but we managed to keep them up. On the night of the recital he was so excited he could hardly stand in one place for three seconds. We had the recital at Rimrock and Mr. Page, Andrew's principal even got out the electric keyboard for him. The moment came and he sat down to play. He got through 2 songs per
fect--without once even glancing at the keys--he kind of looked like Stevie Wonder. He kept looking around and had that day dream look on his face. Well, the third song came--which was a new one and still a little challenging. Not two lines into the song, his memory failed him and he looked down at his hands for the first time. He started over a couple of times, but he couldn't remember. We told him he could skip it and go to the next, but these huge crocodile tears started to slide down his face. I tell you, my heart just ached for him. So, his piano teacher steps up and moves him over to the upright piano and tells him not to look at the audience any more. He went right on to play that song perfectly and had no other problems. He was just distracted by all the eyes watching him, I guess. He did such a good job.
On Thursday it was dress as your teacher day. I told him he could wear an apron or something because he has two female teachers, but he did not want to dress like a girl, so he decided to dress as Mr. Cziep. We tried tucking in overlarge shirts and trying on huge ties, but it ended up that he wore his Sunday clothes and we painted big bushy eyebrows on with eyebrow makeup.
One other thing that took place while we were being technologically challenged was Andrew's 1st book piano recital. He was supposed to play 18 songs that he had learned and remembered throughout the whole year. Believe me this was no small feat continually reviewing and reworking so many songs every week for months, but we managed to keep them up. On the night of the recital he was so excited he could hardly stand in one place for three seconds. We had the recital at Rimrock and Mr. Page, Andrew's principal even got out the electric keyboard for him. The moment came and he sat down to play. He got through 2 songs per
fect--without once even glancing at the keys--he kind of looked like Stevie Wonder. He kept looking around and had that day dream look on his face. Well, the third song came--which was a new one and still a little challenging. Not two lines into the song, his memory failed him and he looked down at his hands for the first time. He started over a couple of times, but he couldn't remember. We told him he could skip it and go to the next, but these huge crocodile tears started to slide down his face. I tell you, my heart just ached for him. So, his piano teacher steps up and moves him over to the upright piano and tells him not to look at the audience any more. He went right on to play that song perfectly and had no other problems. He was just distracted by all the eyes watching him, I guess. He did such a good job.
4 comments:
Woo Hoo!! I am so excited that you have joined the blogging ranks! It will be fun to be able to keep up with you guys since we only see you every few months. Which is weird since you just live in Idaho Falls. That will have to change once we move down there. I am going to add you to my family list.
Hi! I am so glad you have a blog. It is so fun to see what's happening in your life. Andrew is amazing. His reading and piano.... Wow!!! You can tell he has great parents. I wish my kids loved to read like that. Lice, oh how I despise the creature. Did I ever tell you some other women and myself went into a families home and deloused the family and went through and deep cleaned their home. It was quite an emotional, exhausting, tough experience.
What an awesome little boy...could it be somehow picked from his awesome mother and swankin Dad? Good to keep up..take care!!Love your favorite you know who!! We'll be cheering you on from the distance...Love Colorado
So being your sister I thought I'd be the first or at least one of the first to know you guys started a blog, BUT NO!!! I found it through Aunt Janets. I feel so left out!! j/k I'm so happy you guys stared one. Now my kids can see Andew anytime they want. We can't wait to see you in a few weeks. You are coming with mom and dad to Kennedy's baptizm, we'd love to have you!!!!!
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