The college hasn’t seen fit to mail the diploma yet, so we had to find out from the PR notice they sent to the newspaper, but, Summa Cum Laude! In three years no less. That middle kid is pretty cool.
My middle child made it all the way to the toilet to throw up last night. (After the first two tries leaving a path of vomit on the floor.)
But seriously, I have fantastic children. A honor rolls, good athletes, student council, avid readers, socially adept, and have only had minimal police intervention. I keep on trying to wreck them, but yet they excel.
My oldest was ‘Undefeated Champion’ at the last Toys R Us Bakugan tournament.
My year-five kid is doing year-eight maths. Her reading level can’t be measured as it’s higher than the school has tests for (and has been for at least two years).
She had to be shifted to the senior level a year early - in her *gifted *class.
Oh, an a few months ago, she started doing a bit of clay modeling - I think she does quite well.
My 2 year old boy stacked a bunch of cups next to each other and counted. 1, 2, 3, all the way to 10, no big deal (we knew he had already learned his numbers to ten) and then suddenly “ellenn, tellll, teen, teen, teen, teen…”
I don’t know where he learned eleven, twelve, or “teen”. I need to pay more attention to the cartoons he watches.
The Princess (who will turn 7 in one week) was doing her spelling homework. She needed to write a sentence using the word “does.” Her sentence was, “Does your pet need surgery?”
Also, today she underwent some sort of reading assessment in which she had to read 144 words, and got all of them right. She says her teacher told her she reads like an 8th grader.
My son just returned from his first tour in Iraq. He is a strong, brave soldier, and I’m so proud of him it breaks my heart.
And you with that name, too
Aw, who’s a smart boy? Nicolas is, yes he is!
My oldest is in her freshman year at college and seems to be doing well, my middle is strong and determined despite learning difficulties and ADD, and my baby boy is taller than me now that he’s 14 (and gaining rapidly on his 6’2’’ dad) and a starter on the high school soccer team. sniff.
Both kids are straight A’s in everything but Math ( both would have had an A if it weren’t for turning in papers late.)
Son is reading at a the next grade level up, football-atheletic and after having a rash on his face for the last three weeks that wouldn’t get better due to him scratching the crap out of it whilst he slept, never once complained about the hideousness of his leperous looks or the buttpaste we put on it the minute he walks in the door from school. The rash is 95 percent gone. YAY
Daughter has more style sense than most adults.
My two year old daughter is so very coordinated. She’s a little monkey - she climbs anything and everything. (Sometimes this is trouble, such as the time she got stuck on the top shelf in her closet, about 6 feet off the ground.) I’m constantly getting comments from other parents on the playground, and her gymnastics teachers get all excited about her.
As for the six year old, well, let’s just say I’m jealous of all of you with readers! However, he’s got real talent for science-y stuff.
Two days late, but I thank your son and thank you for raising him.
My 3-year-old daughter’s favorite words are “robots” and “hugs.”
When I was a little kid, I was very nervous around water - particularly the concept of getting it on my face. It took a lot of time and effort and swimming lessons before I could really learn to like the water (though it paid off in the end - I love it now) My older daughter appears to be me, except not so bad.
The Smaller Girl, on the other hand is turning into a Fearless Water Baby. From about six months old, when I first started taking her to the pool she was convinced she’d be able to swim, if only she could get her mum to let go of her (yeah right, no chance kid!). Now that summer’s here (here) and we’ve started swimming again she’s specialising in trying to give her mum heart attacks by ducking right down under the water, staying there for a couple of seconds and then leaping up with a splash and a grin.
Do you know how long two seconds is when you’re a parent in dontletthetoddlerdrown mode? It’s a Long. Long. Time. So far I’ve managed to resist “rescuing” her when she’s clearly in control of what she’s doing but it’s hard - particularly since she’s still little enough that she often does just slip under by mistake.
I am so looking forward to when they can all properly swim.
It is our pleasure (I’m currently deployed to Afghanistan, myself). I’m really quite amazed at what a wonderful man he has become, actually.
My oldest (16 1/2) went for her initial exams for the Israeli army this week . . . did the entire thing in Hebrew, spoken, written, whatever else . . . and we’ve only been here a year. It blows my mind how quickly kids can pick up a language.
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My little girl is 18 months old. She talks a lot, and she understands far more than my wife and I even know. She knows things we’ve never taught her.
Last night, for example, she heard the word “hippo” and got excited. “Hippo! Hippo!” So my wife said, “Can you go get the hippo book?” She ran to the bookshelf, looked it over saying “hippo, hippo…” to herself over and over, and came running back with a book. Hippos Go Berzerk.
She picked up baby sign language in one huge leap. We didn’t do drills with her or anything, she just started bringing the book to us, so we’d go over the signs with her. And all of a sudden one day, she starts doing lots of the signs all at once. Stuff like “happy”, “please”, “hurt”, “sad,” and “play.” Most amazing, she did “airplane,” and several days later at my parents’ house, she excitedly pointed at a plane in the sky and signed and said, “Airplane!” Thing is, we’ve never taught her what an airplane is. Somehow she just knew.
But the best one is what she’s started doing lately. I read to her and give her milk before bed, holding her on my lap until she falls asleep on my chest, and then carry her to bed. Now, just before she falls asleep, she pick her head up and dreamily say, “kiss.” Give her a kiss, and she’ll lay her head back down. So sweet I can hardly stand it.
I’ve stayed out of this thread because I figured I’d be reading about all the four-year-olds who scored 1300 on the SAT, and I knew I couldn’t compete.
Then I read the thread and saw that it’s not about competition.
My 13-y-o is reading *A Christmas Carol *in his 8th grade Language Arts class. His assignment tonight was to read X number of pages, so I said, “Why don’t you read aloud to us?” He did, and the whole time I was teetering on the edge of laughing/crying. He read the dialog so expressively (with a hint of a British accent – too much Monty Python exposure!), and he managed Dickens’ narrative admirably.
{{{{{Lucretia and family}}}}}
Actually, hugs don’t begin to do it. You are due so much more.
Well, I don’t have any kids, but I am a behavior therapist for autistic children and my three-year-old went pee in the potty three times in a row today! Woo!