Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Eva is making me fail school. Surprise? I think not.
Recently I completed my midterm lab project for one of my Speech and Language courses.
The idea behind the project was to outline a speech related goal to work on with a toddler (age of my choice) and implement a lesson plan with that toddler. I was to submit my lesson plan for review and once it received a green light, I was to go ahead and video tape my presentation of my lesson plan. Thinking this a breeze, since I have a willing 3 year old at my disposal to practice aforementioned lesson plans on, I chose to create a lesson plan related to a speech and language goal that Eva and I have been working on - rhyming. It seemed wise, since I already had begun teaching Eva about rhymes and I already had more than enough creative ideas for lesson plans. I proceeded to write out my midterm lesson plan and submitted it to my Professor.
I got a crappy grade.
A really crappy grade.
Among some of her comments, the main theme I noticed was this: 'Given the age group you have identified I am not sure why you chose rhyming as your goal. Three year olds' cannot do this. You need to pick an age appropriate goal.'
Whoops.
Looks like I failed to mention that I have a VERY precocious -no, not precious, precocious - 3 year old who is extremely far ahead (at least by my course materials measure) in speech and language development.
C'mon Eva, you're making your Mommy look bad. Slow up a little, k?
The idea behind the project was to outline a speech related goal to work on with a toddler (age of my choice) and implement a lesson plan with that toddler. I was to submit my lesson plan for review and once it received a green light, I was to go ahead and video tape my presentation of my lesson plan. Thinking this a breeze, since I have a willing 3 year old at my disposal to practice aforementioned lesson plans on, I chose to create a lesson plan related to a speech and language goal that Eva and I have been working on - rhyming. It seemed wise, since I already had begun teaching Eva about rhymes and I already had more than enough creative ideas for lesson plans. I proceeded to write out my midterm lesson plan and submitted it to my Professor.
I got a crappy grade.
A really crappy grade.
Among some of her comments, the main theme I noticed was this: 'Given the age group you have identified I am not sure why you chose rhyming as your goal. Three year olds' cannot do this. You need to pick an age appropriate goal.'
Whoops.
Looks like I failed to mention that I have a VERY precocious -no, not precious, precocious - 3 year old who is extremely far ahead (at least by my course materials measure) in speech and language development.
C'mon Eva, you're making your Mommy look bad. Slow up a little, k?
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Summer.
Dear Summer,
We are sad to see you go. Please come back soon. Our bathing suits miss you already.
Sincerely,
Nicole and Eva.
What a good lil' Birdie sitting in the dentist chair. She was such a trooper! I'm sure it helped that Nana was there to help her.
We are sad to see you go. Please come back soon. Our bathing suits miss you already.
Sincerely,
Nicole and Eva.
Mommy got a new phone. Eva is confused. She seems to think SHE is the one with the new phone. Silly, silly Eva.
Horseback rides up the wa-zoo!
One of our many trips to Waterton.
Another of our many trips to Waterton... with some interesting hooligans.
Corn maze + petting zoo... Love this pic of Eva and Nollie!
Yaaay! Let's ditch our moms!!
Playin' with Uncle Doug.
Hmmm.... somethings wrong here....
Parade candy! There was a shocking amount this year.
Being a kitty is Eva's new favorite thing. Mommy doesn't like it so much. Kitties, of course, don't answer their mothers in English; and Eva takes her 'kitty time' very literally.
The best is when she gets into things she can't get out of. Seriously. This one looked kinda like a turtle trying to get up from its back.
Eva has taken to cleaning the house with her Mickey Mouse player on her hip. She looks simply precious sweeping and mopping, stopping only to click 'next track' on her hip.
Wahab took us to Whoop Up Days - this was the Ridiculously Large Slide of Death. Eva insisted. I relented. She cried the whole way down. She now won't go anywhere near a slide, regardless of size. Childhood trauma, anyone?
This one was better. She liked this one.
Again, Fishy Ride of Terror. Nothing but tears and shrieks.
Fort building is the best!
What a good lil' Birdie sitting in the dentist chair. She was such a trooper! I'm sure it helped that Nana was there to help her.
A beautiful picture of my lovey.
Summer pic of the year.
Camping in Drumheller!
It was a hit. Can you tell? (The garbage bag is for potential potty related accidents. You can never be too careful when you're 3....)
Canada Day parade in Drumheller, with Nana & Papa.
In the BIG dinosaur - she climbed up the whole way and loved it!
At the dinosaur museum. If you're wondering about her face, this was my attempt at face painting. Nana has made face painting a new family camping tradition!
Roasting mallows with Papa.
Visits from the Mays are always welcome.
2nd place for summer pic of the year. Look at that face. She is terrified!!
In Kiera's bumbo. We love Auntie Tiff, Uncle Brent & Kiera!
Helping Auntie and Nola feed Mr. Robs.
Ahhh... the creative games of toddlers. Nola drew the short end of the stick, sadly.
Hail storm madness!
Lake Louise. Eva was such a trooper in the canoe! She paddled hard and was so brave!
Saturday, June 2, 2012
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