Jonathan and I had a Date Night (occasionally, I take him somewhere, just me and him, and he calls it a date, I guess because of Dave and I going on dates) last night. Whenever we go on a date, I put his booster seat in the front seat next to me. He LOVES this... he finally gets to control all those buttons and dials that tantalize him so from the backseat. Now that he is reading so much, it is even more fun. He loves the scan button on the radio, and thinks we should always listen to music like this, because that way you get to hear so many more songs.
I just let him do whatever he wants with the a/c, radio and other buttons... I try not to interfere with his developing genius. Speaking of which, a lot of our conversation last night revolved around why he should be allowed to have a pocketknife. My Mom let him have a pocketknife (I don't know the story) yesterday, and we confiscated it when he came back home.
When Jonathan wants something, he does not whine and carry on like most kids... he wears me down with his calm logic. (This is how we wound up with two gerbils, even though I had long ago instituted a strict NO RODENTS policy.) I asked him, what on earth do you need a pocketknife for? And he gave me a long list of examples in which a pocketknife would come in handy. He even pointed out instances where a pocketknife would be useful not only to himself, but to me and the entire family. I told him that I would have a meeting with Daddy about it while he was at school today, and he said, "I already TALKED to Daddy. He said we have to TALK to YOU. So if YOU don't know, then how will DADDY KNOW?"
{Lord, how I love that child. How I love his Daddy, and how Jonathan is like David 2.0! How could I not love Jonathan when he is so much like his Daddy? The kid has got me! He can get away with an awful lot. It is a good thing he has such a good heart and sense of right and wrong, or he could really be a monster!}
Anyways, we went on a date to his school. They had a parent training night for Title I reading. We spent an hour in the library moving between 4 stations, where they gave us take-home games to help with word building, sentence building, fluency, comprehension, read-alouds and word families, and *PRAISE THE LORD* some fun games to use to practice sight words. Just in time, because Jonathan's eyes glaze over when we pull out that deck of flashcards. And since I do this type of reading instruction for my job, I have to admit by the time I come home, I am pretty sick of sight words myself. Plus, all of the take home games are things I can use at work, too, so it was really advantageous for me that we went.
It was a great night. I enjoyed being with him at school, and I got to see his media center for the first time (library! love! the! library!). Then we left there and went to Denny's. It was dark out, and past 7 PM, so it was like this big adventure. For both of us. Normally, I don't like to drive at night, and also, I don't like to eat at Denny's. Denny's is on my list of Nasty Places. But it was fun. We went to the one in front of Wal-mart on Wickham, so we got to look at Elvis pictures and King-Kong movie posters. He ordered spaghetti, and I got a short stack of pancakes. When we left, he accidentally stole his hard plastic glass and kept begging me to go back inside so we could return it. (See, there's that strict sense of right and wrong... to me, they had overcharged us for crappy food and poor service, I had still tipped more than 20%, so what was the loss of a plastic glass to them? But that's the difference between Dave and me!)
He was telling me something funny a boy in his class said, and I said, "Oh, yeah, is so-and-so your friend?: And he said, "Yep. He's a mover clip guy." This means that he is someone who has to move his clip a lot. Jonathan is not a mover clip guy (remember, he got an award for never moving his clip?). But I think that he feels cool by association, that he is friends with a mover clip guy. I know the feeling a little. I dated some mover clip guys, but thankfully I wised up and married a non-mover clip guy. :)
I just let him do whatever he wants with the a/c, radio and other buttons... I try not to interfere with his developing genius. Speaking of which, a lot of our conversation last night revolved around why he should be allowed to have a pocketknife. My Mom let him have a pocketknife (I don't know the story) yesterday, and we confiscated it when he came back home.
When Jonathan wants something, he does not whine and carry on like most kids... he wears me down with his calm logic. (This is how we wound up with two gerbils, even though I had long ago instituted a strict NO RODENTS policy.) I asked him, what on earth do you need a pocketknife for? And he gave me a long list of examples in which a pocketknife would come in handy. He even pointed out instances where a pocketknife would be useful not only to himself, but to me and the entire family. I told him that I would have a meeting with Daddy about it while he was at school today, and he said, "I already TALKED to Daddy. He said we have to TALK to YOU. So if YOU don't know, then how will DADDY KNOW?"
{Lord, how I love that child. How I love his Daddy, and how Jonathan is like David 2.0! How could I not love Jonathan when he is so much like his Daddy? The kid has got me! He can get away with an awful lot. It is a good thing he has such a good heart and sense of right and wrong, or he could really be a monster!}
Anyways, we went on a date to his school. They had a parent training night for Title I reading. We spent an hour in the library moving between 4 stations, where they gave us take-home games to help with word building, sentence building, fluency, comprehension, read-alouds and word families, and *PRAISE THE LORD* some fun games to use to practice sight words. Just in time, because Jonathan's eyes glaze over when we pull out that deck of flashcards. And since I do this type of reading instruction for my job, I have to admit by the time I come home, I am pretty sick of sight words myself. Plus, all of the take home games are things I can use at work, too, so it was really advantageous for me that we went.
It was a great night. I enjoyed being with him at school, and I got to see his media center for the first time (library! love! the! library!). Then we left there and went to Denny's. It was dark out, and past 7 PM, so it was like this big adventure. For both of us. Normally, I don't like to drive at night, and also, I don't like to eat at Denny's. Denny's is on my list of Nasty Places. But it was fun. We went to the one in front of Wal-mart on Wickham, so we got to look at Elvis pictures and King-Kong movie posters. He ordered spaghetti, and I got a short stack of pancakes. When we left, he accidentally stole his hard plastic glass and kept begging me to go back inside so we could return it. (See, there's that strict sense of right and wrong... to me, they had overcharged us for crappy food and poor service, I had still tipped more than 20%, so what was the loss of a plastic glass to them? But that's the difference between Dave and me!)
He was telling me something funny a boy in his class said, and I said, "Oh, yeah, is so-and-so your friend?: And he said, "Yep. He's a mover clip guy." This means that he is someone who has to move his clip a lot. Jonathan is not a mover clip guy (remember, he got an award for never moving his clip?). But I think that he feels cool by association, that he is friends with a mover clip guy. I know the feeling a little. I dated some mover clip guys, but thankfully I wised up and married a non-mover clip guy. :)
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I LOVE when I get to go out on mommmy maddy dates (soon I'll do it with Thatcher too)
Occassionally I really enjoy Denny's, however I will NEVER go to the one of wickham in front of walmart, that is one of the dirtiest ones, so give another location a try? lol
"Mover clip guy".... wow, what an interesting use of language. And the concept - I immediately thought of a few "mover clip guys" from my own childhood. I wonder if there are any "mover clip girls," and if they are similarly admired?
Also, yay for Jonathan for using logic and reason!
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