Fa, la, la, la, la!

The other day we went to the elementary school winter concert. I was amazed by how many parents (both moms and dads) were in attendance at 2pm on a workday. I guess when you put such a high value on education that you’re willing to pay big bucks for it, you take advantage of every opportunity to see if your investment is paying off.

The hour long concert featured songs performed by each grade, plus a few group numbers at the beginning and the end.


2nd grade


4th grade


combined choirs

Their singing was better than our camera work, but I’ll blame it on the squirmy baby who was not nearly as fascinated by the concert as we were.

And for those of you who either can’t or don’t want to sit through the videos (I don’t blame you — there’s something about sharing DNA that magically makes these events tolerable) the following photos are for you:

He totally knew I was taking a picture of him even though I was all the way across the gym. Love that smile.

Wearing cousin Mia’s dress — can’t believe she was ever this small!
Singing his little heart out. I loved watching him sing with so much energy that his entire body moved. 

Carter was pretty far away from me so all of the photos I took of him had large balding heads in the foreground. This is the best of them.

And if you made it this far, your reward is another nausea-inducing video. No really, you might want to slap one of those seasick patches on before you watch this since the swaying of the kids plus the swaying of the camera is quite a combination. Maybe next time we’ll spring for a tripod. No, we won’t. I’m not going to be that parent. (I’m also not going to be the parent holding an iPad in the air to film it — there were several of those too.)

winter concert

The other night we all went to see Calvin perform at the middle school band and choir concert.

Calvin is in beginning band — they won’t be ready to perform until spring. Judging by the sounds I hear coming from his saxophone as he practices, that’s a wonderful Christmas gift to us all. The advanced band played Lady Gaga’s Poker Face and Taio Cruz’s Dynamite, along with a few other typical band pieces. They sounded way better than anything I ever heard from our middle school band.

Stretching her legs during intermission . . .
There’s my singer!

Hmm . . . don’t the shorter kids usually stand in the front row? In this case there were several tall boys in the front row completely blocking the kids behind them. I got a lot of awesome pictures of Tall Boy standing right in front of Calvin. Too bad I don’t know Tall Boy’s parents. I could have been their official photographer for the event.

7th & 8th grade combined choir

They sang a few songs that had nothing to do with holidays or winter, but they sounded nice. I spent most of my time zoomed in with my camera trying to time the swaying bodies to get a shot of . . .

this smiling guy. 

TASIM ball

Kristy asked why I finally got a Mac when all these years I have claimed that the PC version was fine for me and Mac wasn’t worth paying the extra money for. The biggest reason is because I can never figure out how to do things easily on a PC. 15 years later and I still can’t find where things are saved on my hard drive so I end up saving everything to the desktop. I finally decided to see if the Mac phenomenon was all hype or if it really was better for me. My experience has been that it’s 1000 times more intuitive for me and I spend much less time trying to figure out how to do something so everything is easier and faster.

A perfect example of my PC frustration: I have a picture from the TAISM ball and I can not figure out how scan the stupid thing onto our desktop computer. I could have done it with our “old” one that got fried by the AC water, but this new one doesn’t play nice with our printers. So after spending 30 minutes trying unsuccessfully to scan it to the computer or scan and save it to a memory card (who knew our printer did that? Except it doesn’t because it would say it was saving it to the card, but then there wouldn’t be anything on the card. :sigh:) I resorted to taking a picture of it with my camera — the old school way of scanning.

The photo didn’t have great contrast before, and having to take a photo of it didn’t help. The theme was 1920s/30s jazz which hopefully explains the feathers that I’m wearing. 

This is the only photo that we took with our camera, but there are others that people tagged us in on facebok. If I see one of Josh and I together, I’ll grab it and move it over here. We had a fantastic time with the other TAISM parents and teachers. It felt strange and very high-class to be going to our sons’ private school fundraiser event. What a strange life we lead. One year I’m a mom homeschooling in my pajamas, the next I’m partying with the ambassador.

We danced a bunch and it confirmed our desire to someday take dance lessons. You know, the ones we’ve been meaning to take since our first Marine Corps ball 14 years ago. We were finally signed up for salsa in Egypt and the night of our first class was the first night they called for a 6pm curfew and that was the beginning of the end. I guess the universe doesn’t intend for us to dance like we know what we’re doing. 
Oh well, we managed — except I’m a bad follower and I like to watch other people who have obviously had the benefit of lessons (especially because they were playing old jazz standards and some of the couples had skills) and when I’m busy watching people, I’m a really bad follower. And then I laugh about it. I have a long way to go before I’ll be ready for Dancing with the Stars.
The food was amazing. Seared tuna (that was still properly raw on the inside) with fennel, lemon mint sorbet between courses, beef tenderloin, and desserts galore. As you can see from the above photo, we had a great time and I obviously found something hysterically funny right before they snapped this photo.

fall festival

Last night was the Fall Festival at school. Basically a big Halloween party for the elementary school students with games, food, and trick-or-treating.

Here we have our Dread Pirate Roberts (with his awesome sword — silver yarn crocheted over a coat hanger. Josh bent the handle into the correct shape and I wrapped it with black fabric to give it the right grip) and our Tae Kwon Do black belt. In the background is our little pumpkin. She is twice as big as last year so the pumpkin “dress” has become a “shirt.”

Calvin is dressed up as a cool middle schooler. He had a birthday party to attend after the school party so he didn’t want a costume.

Both gyms were set up with carnival games and the boys went around collecting candy and prizes.

One of their favorites was the Angry Birds game: they threw beanbags made to look like Angry Birds at other bean bags made to look like pigs. Knock down the boxes and crush the pigs to win!

The Angry Bird bean bags were really cute! There was a line for that game all night.

Then it was time to line up outside for trick-or-treating. One of Caleb’s best friends (dressed as a tent).

Another one of his good friends — adorable Princess Leia. 

This is why he came home from school wanting to be a vampire. He talks about this girl from his class all the time.

Caleb and his teacher — Mrs. Bernhardt. The reason why there are no pictures of Carter is because as the hundreds of kids lined up outside the school building Carter and a friend saw an opening at the front if the line and squeezed in. Of course he tells me all this later when I finally caught up with him and asked where he disappeared to. 

Calvin helped out with the “throw a wet sponge and hit a teacher” booth.

Girly was happy just hanging out on my back. I couldn’t tell if she was really tired, or just happy with so much to see.

 Back in line for more games and more prizes. 

Another one of Caleb’s best friends. Are you sensing a theme here? 

Finally I caught up with Carter and his partner in crime. His mom was in charge of the Fall Festival so he and Carter got their pick of the candy stash in her office. This is when I found out that after all the work I put into his pirate costume, he went around telling people he was a ninja. Sheesh.

Picking through the stash at home. Camille wanted to make sure she got her share of the loot. I made sure the boys knew how lucky they were cause back in the olden days when I was a kid, I didn’t get to eat my Halloween candy. We would dump it all in a pile and each of us could pick out 3 pieces to keep. The rest was “thrown away.” I found out later that mom kept a stash, Kristy kept a stash, Carrie kept a stash, and knowing Wendy, she probably did too. I’m the only one with Halloween = no-candy memories.

Still trying to get to the good stuff . . . actually, because they don’t do Halloween here the stores don’t sell bags of miniature “good” candy. Most of it was those weird tootsie-roll shaped chews like my grandma used to eat, suckers, and hard candies. No Smarties, no Sweet Tarts, no M&Ms, no Nerds, no Jujy Fruit, no Whoppers, no Snickers, Milky Way, or 3 Musketeers, no Hershey’s minis (Special Dark) and no candy corn. I had one Twix, which was the best Twix I’ve ever had, a 1/2 of a Bounty (which is like a Mounds — coconut inside chocolate) and a few bites of  the different chews to see if there were any worth eating (nope). So, pretty much a normal, candy-free Halloween for me. 

PS

For all those worried about Calvin and his self esteem — don’t be concerned. He’s fine. His teacher couldn’t be nicer. (From looking at the work samples Calvin was turning in, he’s much nicer and more understanding than I would be). See, in the background of this picture he’s yawning his way through his flashcards. Not embarrassed at all.

Part of the issue is he isn’t confident with his math facts (and has always been that way) so when they are doing work in class he takes WAY longer to do it than anyone else. Thus, the multiplication flashcard suggestion to help him pick up speed. Hopefully increased speed will equal increased confidence and he’ll leave behind that deer in headlights look when presented a problem to solve.

The picture of him with his head in his hands and Josh mid-eyeroll was CLASSIC Calvin and pretty much summed up what math has looked like at our house for the past 6 years. If something doesn’t come easily to him he gets frustrated and gives up instead of trying to figure it out. He’d rather avoid than fight. This meeting was more of a “we’re going to make sure you keep fighting” coaching session.

So don’t worry that his confidence has been bruised or anything — he still thinks he’s plenty awesome at lots of things (whether he is or not). We’re hoping that someday he’ll be able to say that he’s awesome at problem solving, attention to detail and seeing something through to completion. It’s not about the math, but the man we’re hoping he will become.