After two days-- a total of seven hours-- state testing is over for my home schoolers! Yay!
The sad thing for them is that they have regular school days for the rest of the week. We all sort of thought this whole week was going to be consumed with testing making our work load lighter. Oh well, just a few more weeks till school is out for them anyway.
I am definitely enrolling Paul into homeschool for next year. He is very excited. "Can I have this cubby?" Paul pointed out. I am excited to see firsthand the progress he is going to make!
Dennis is going through a tantrum stage where he screams! It is so uncalled for, but aren't all tantrums. The smallest thing will set him off.
The wrong cup.
The wrong breakfast.
Me saying no to him wearing shorts.
Me saying no to him wearing pants.
Me picking out the wrong shirt.
Me choosing to pick out his clothes before Alex's.
Alex beating him downstairs first. Figure that one out.
Alex sitting in his spot. And we don't even have spots.
Though this stage is wearing me down right now, I trust that it is a stage. I see the independence in him pushing to get out. He wants to open his oatmeal packet. He wants to use the stool to get his cup. He wants to pass out the dinosaur vitamins.
And this morning he insisted on buttoning his jeans. Yes, that turkey buttoned his own jeans this morning. Now don't think that by me calling him a turkey, I think his behavior is cute because I most certainly do not. But what I am saying is that I think this is problem that I can't expect him to fix on his own. For so long Dennis needed me in a big way. He was weak, and fragile, and couldn't do any of the things I mentioned. I/We grew into the routine of doing everything for him.
Fast forward one year. Dennis has blossomed. And I mean really blossomed.
Now we have Mr. Tank. Mr. Independent. Mr. I Can Do It By Myself.
And I am stuck in "He is still me baby" mode.
And he doesn't like it very much. And yet he still needs us. What five year old doesn't need help.
And so finding the balance has been challenging. And Dennis is expressing himself the best way he knows how.
**Light bulb** It just seriously went on.
I am going to try talking him through a tantrum to see if he can tell me using his words how he feels. His ability to speak in complete sentences is absolutely amazing but I usually don't even give him the chance when he is screaming and crying and carrying on like he does.
Oh how I hope this might help! I'll keep you posted.
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