We are nearly three weeks into our school year, and I've already learned to expect the unexpected. Like, two hours before our very FIRST match of the season being told that Mr. Greene had to officiate and I was the head coach for the day. Oh yeah. I went from wicked excited to a bundle of nerves. It wasn't as bad as I thought, though I felt like a bull in a china shop most of the time. Some of my instinct on what to do when were right on, but I kept second guessing myself. I need to trust and make the decision more quickly. At any rate, despite winning the first game in the match, we lost. The girls were tight, and got frustrated and soon discouraged. I could watch their countenances falling and their playing go downhill as a result. They would make an error, and they let it get to them. They need to learn to let it go, and press on, and not allow themselves to get flustered. That comes with time and experience. We had our second game this past Monday up in Buffalo, NY. We are in for a lot of driving this season as we are the new kids on the block in the league so we have to go to the away games, but they don't have to come to us because this is merely a probationary year.
They lost the match on Monday, as well. But, overall, I saw improvement. They seemed more relaxed, and yes they made mistakes, but there were some really good plays too. They are growing and learning as volleyball season progresses.
Last Friday was our school retreat. What fun that was! We spent the day with horses, hiking, playing, and eating. And it counted as a school day. It just doesn't get any better than that.
"Buggy" on Thunder the mule
Isaac on Thunder. He also rode Ginger (who is definitely preggo, yay!). I had a hard time getting him off when it was time for lunch. The big kids were going on a trail ride after lunch, and Isaac kept asking "Can I ride the horse again?" Oh boy. Another riding addict is born!
Emiliee on Thunder. She is used to horses. She has a pony named Charlie, and I got to see her ride at the Fair back in August.
When you have a group of teens together, there is always some sort of tomfoolery. This time it started with Benjamin (almost 6 '6") asking "Hey Mr. Greene, can I ride a sheep?" He told him "sure if you can catch one." Let the games begin!
What is good for the goose (sheep) is good for the gander (pigs).
By the way, that muck right in front of the kids spread eagle against the wall is knee deep liquidy goo. They were waiting for Benjamin to chase the pigs out of the door on the right.
This one got out, and then the chase was REALLY on!
Playing on the fort.
This is a mini golf course (all 4 holes of it) based on the story of Jonah. The devotional I did after lunch was on the book of Jonah, so I had the kids (Pre-k through 7th grade) sit in the boat. It was called the USS Ninevah. :)
Swinging! Who doesn't love a tire swing?
While we were at the fort, the older group came back from their ride.
Benjamin on King. They look alike. Tall and bony. I don't know if you can pick it out in the picture but Benjamin is eating an apple. Quiet a few of them were. They must have raided the orchard on their ride.
We also had school pictures last Wednesday, so grandparents, be prepared to receive something new for your dartboards.
Today I got a new student! Matthew is joining our little group. He is 4, will be 5 in November, so he is almost exactly the same age as Isaac. But let me tell you, he is a big boy! Very tall, and quite robust. I found out very quickly, that as hard as it is to understand Isaac sometimes, Matthew is even worse. Also, his mom speaks a lot of Spanish at home because of her boyfriend, so apparently he knows a lot of his colors and numbers in Spanish. Not so much English, though he does speak it fluently. Except for colors and numbers, apparently. No one told me I had to be bilingual for this job! Good thing I took four years of Spanish in school.
I quickly discovered that Matthew does not like to sit at a desk. He does not like to color. Or write. Or sit still for a story. He isn't big on crafts either. Oh, did I mention his broken arm? Thankfully his cast comes off next week, and then maybe I can get a clear evaluation on his fine motor skills, which seem underdeveloped right now. He didn't break his dominant arm, but I am still giving him the benefit of the doubt, so to speak. At any rate, I have figured that he is a solid pre-schooler. So, for those keeping track, I have a sort of pre-preschooler, a preschooler, a K4 student, and a solid Kindergarten student. Whew! Anyone want to come help? Oh, yeah... and I might be getting another one! But that isn't certain yet.
So, after a hectic day with a new student, and Pre-preschooler underfoot, I was looking forward to getting home, putting up my tired tootsies for a few minutes, and enjoying some real quiet time.
Not gonna happen.
The kids started band this week. Oiy vey. Elizabeth started on my flute. I know, from experience, that learning how to blow into that thing so it makes some sort of pleasing tone isn't easy. Elizabeth is finding that out too.
Josiah is playing trumpet. Or trying to.
Caleb is doing surprisingly well with the French Horn. If you think sounding like an elephant blowing his nose is good, anyway.
Jerusha started the recorder last year in the second semester. She is working on that, and learning to sight read this year.
This classy guy, with the flood water chaps on, is playing a bass clarinet. It is almost the same as a saxophone, except it uses a reed as the mouthpiece, and the saxophone doesn't. He has his chaps on because he was going to work to help clear some land right after he practiced.
Budding musicians. Glad I'm learning sign language, because the ensuing din will probably cause permanent damage to my ears.
This Saturday we have a volleyball tournament up towards Buffalo, of course, but not as far as we went yesterday. It will be from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. We have to leave early from school. That means we'll be up bright and early... say 5 a.m. or so, on a day off.
Goodie.
Have a blessed day!
