“There…in the…wa…wa…water was a boy.” My youngest son struggled to read the sentence. Again. I tried to encourage him, my heart sinking. “Good. Keep going.” As he worked harder than any eleven-year-old boy should have to just to read The Story Of Ping, I thought to myself, “Surely by this time next year he will… Continue reading How Do I Know My Child Is Making Progress?
“I can think of better ideas, Momma, if you just let me walk around.” My eleven-year-old son was narrating a story, as part of our writing lesson for the day. I was typing his words as he spoke them and had asked him to stay close to me so I could hear him spin his tale.… Continue reading Movement and Learning For The Older Child
My son is eleven years old. I clearly remember him in his sweet little preschool classroom at four years old. He loved the arts, the crafts, the playtime and the other children. But the letters, the writing his name, the sounds? Not so much. Even back then, it was obvious that reading was not his… Continue reading 7 Simple Tips For Parents Of Struggling Readers
My youngest son is eleven years old. He has been trying to learn to read now for almost seven years. Day in and day out, practicing the sounds, the sight words, the letters and the blends. Seven years. I have been trying to teach him to read for seven years. Day in and day… Continue reading Learning To Read With Special Needs
My youngest son loves to tell stories. Elaborate, epic, complicated and funny stories. He is always, always the hero. Much to my chagrin, his mother is usually the villain. (Sigh.) He has been telling stories for as long as I can remember. My little storyteller is also the subject of much concern in most educational assessments.… Continue reading How My Dyslexic Son Became A Writer
I leaned over the kitchen counter, my head in my hands, and tried to take a few deep breaths. The house was a disaster, I hadn’t finished reading lessons my youngest in three days, I was still in my pj’s at 11AM, and my eleven year old was melting down over not being able to buy… Continue reading Lies I Believe About Being A “Special Needs Mom”
My youngest son is ten years old. He is 100% sure that he is a man now, except for the times that he is 100% sure that he would much rather be a little boy. He waffles between asserting his independence and crawling up on my lap to snuggle. And the older he gets, the… Continue reading Hands-On Activities For The Struggling Reader (that really work!)
He threw the book and stomped off to his room. “Don’t you understand?” he yelled, clearly frustrated. “I have dys-A-lexia!” As he slammed the door, I tried to sort through all my reactions – smiling because of the way he pronounced dyslexia, bitter because he threw the book and we have been trying to help… Continue reading Just Because It’s Difficult, Doesn’t Mean You are Doing it Wrong
This post was originally published on Not The Former Things in 2014. After reading two books last week, my sweet son was thrilled. I was thrilled. We all were thrilled. But this week, basic words are a struggle again. He sees the words. He knows he used to know them. But his brain just can’t… Continue reading Momma, Why Can’t I Read?
It is officially the week we collectively give thanks. It’s good. It’s right. It’s tradition. And sometimes…it feels completely impossible. (This post originally appeared here on Not The Former Things in November of 2014. It feels like much has changed, and yet, as I read own words below, I am struck by how much is… Continue reading When Being Thankful Feels Impossible
My youngest son is ten years old. It took him three years (count them, three years) to learn the alphabet fluently. Four years to spell and write his first and last name correctly. He still sometimes fails to recognize basic sight words, that he has been practicing for the better part of five years. I… Continue reading When Your Child Is A “Slow Learner”
It’s Sunday morning. How many families are fighting to get their kids out the door today, and into that Sunday school classroom? When I was a single mom, I used to look at the clock on a Sunday morning and count down the hours and minutes until my sons would be checked in to their… Continue reading Why Does Sunday School Have to be School?
When my son was in preschool, he carried a particular book around with him all the time. In the car, to the grocery store – he even slept with it. It was his favorite book. It had beautiful pictures of animals, and little interactive boxes and slides. He loved it. Now, that little boy is… Continue reading Interactive Books And My Dyslexic Learner
It’s the first week of September. Moms are taking pictures of their freshly combed children in the morning, holding up cute signs with their grade levels. School buses are buzzing around the neighborhood again. And homeschool bloggers everywhere, are sharing their curriculum picks for the new school year. I’m like an addict with these posts.… Continue reading A Different Approach To The New School Year