We have come up with a theory on this combined first and second grade scheme. In order to appease parents, classes are capped at 20 students each. But they have more students than allowed. So, they put a couple kids into a second grade classroom for a bit then shunt them to one of the now overcrowded rooms.
The Plan in Action
In the morning, SKGP goes to the second grade class for about 15 minutes. Then she is sent to Mrs Osborne's first grade class. She's number 22 in that class.
At the end of the day, she goes back to the second grade class in order to pick up her backpack and go home.
So, this is all just a hack to get around this limit on class size. Too bad; I had hoped this would be a real opportunity for her to stretch.
I wonder if this is legal.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Wild Kingdom
We had a nice visit in southern California.
On Saturday, we went to the La Brea Tar Pits, and the (world famous) Farmer's Market. It has been a long time since I've done the tourist thing in LA (other than Disneyland), and there really is some cool stuff. The tar pits are impressive. We got to see some volunteers actually digging out a pit, which was very cool. Someone tell me why we shouldn't clone some of those long gone mammals.
On Sunday, we went to Orange County to be part of Baby Eva's dedication (sort of a baptism / christening thing without water). Eva was a great performer and it was a nice ceremony, with a mighty fine lunch afterwards.
We drove home. It wasn't fun, but we made it back by 9 PM. SKGP survived the last stretch even though she really had to go.
Which brings us to the wild kingdom.
A cricket was lounging in the foyer; over the kids objections, we put it outside.
In SKGP's bedroom, we discovered that a cat had exploded. There was vomit in three separate piles on the floor. In one of the piles was a swarm of ants. Why had the ants decided to avoid the kitchen and go upstairs to feast on cat puke? It just doesn't make sense. I hate ants.
There was another cricket in our bathroom downstairs.
(Are we living in the next Coalinga?)
On Saturday, we went to the La Brea Tar Pits, and the (world famous) Farmer's Market. It has been a long time since I've done the tourist thing in LA (other than Disneyland), and there really is some cool stuff. The tar pits are impressive. We got to see some volunteers actually digging out a pit, which was very cool. Someone tell me why we shouldn't clone some of those long gone mammals.
On Sunday, we went to Orange County to be part of Baby Eva's dedication (sort of a baptism / christening thing without water). Eva was a great performer and it was a nice ceremony, with a mighty fine lunch afterwards.
We drove home. It wasn't fun, but we made it back by 9 PM. SKGP survived the last stretch even though she really had to go.
Which brings us to the wild kingdom.
A cricket was lounging in the foyer; over the kids objections, we put it outside.
In SKGP's bedroom, we discovered that a cat had exploded. There was vomit in three separate piles on the floor. In one of the piles was a swarm of ants. Why had the ants decided to avoid the kitchen and go upstairs to feast on cat puke? It just doesn't make sense. I hate ants.
There was another cricket in our bathroom downstairs.
(Are we living in the next Coalinga?)
Puke!
Act I
On Wednesday, a couple of us went to Sinaloa in Morgan Hill for a margarita after work. Then I met the family at the new restaurant Ragoot, also in downtown MH. I've never been impressed with Sinaloa's food, but everyone told me that you go there for the margaritas. Well, the margarita I had sucked. Their chips and salsa isn't very good either, but that never stops me from eating ton of it. Ragoot's is the right restaurant for Morgan Hill -- its pretty good and hip, but still casual. I had a nice salad.
After I went to bed, I tossed and turned for a long time. I dozed for a while, but I was feeling worse and worse. Then I made the mad dash to the toilet.
Act II
Thursday passed with me in bed. Friday I returned to work. After work, the family drove to La Canada to spend the weekend with RCP's family.
After a brutally tiring drive, we arrived around 11:30 PM. After a struggle, we got the kids into bed. We fell asleep.
At 2:30 AM, SKGP yells for us. We go to check on her, and EJP is swimming in a horrible white mucousy sludge.
We change the sheets and go back to sleep.
Act III
3:00 AM. Another yell from the kids room. Another change of sheets.
We bring SKGP in with us so she can make it through the night undisturbed. An hour or so later, EJP comes in and squishes in with us.
On Wednesday, a couple of us went to Sinaloa in Morgan Hill for a margarita after work. Then I met the family at the new restaurant Ragoot, also in downtown MH. I've never been impressed with Sinaloa's food, but everyone told me that you go there for the margaritas. Well, the margarita I had sucked. Their chips and salsa isn't very good either, but that never stops me from eating ton of it. Ragoot's is the right restaurant for Morgan Hill -- its pretty good and hip, but still casual. I had a nice salad.
After I went to bed, I tossed and turned for a long time. I dozed for a while, but I was feeling worse and worse. Then I made the mad dash to the toilet.
Act II
Thursday passed with me in bed. Friday I returned to work. After work, the family drove to La Canada to spend the weekend with RCP's family.
After a brutally tiring drive, we arrived around 11:30 PM. After a struggle, we got the kids into bed. We fell asleep.
At 2:30 AM, SKGP yells for us. We go to check on her, and EJP is swimming in a horrible white mucousy sludge.
We change the sheets and go back to sleep.
Act III
3:00 AM. Another yell from the kids room. Another change of sheets.
We bring SKGP in with us so she can make it through the night undisturbed. An hour or so later, EJP comes in and squishes in with us.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
The New School Year
We got a notice in the mail today that SKGP will be in a combined First / Second grade class this year. That's all we know.
Hopefully, it isn't the second graders who can't hack school. It seems unlikely they would be a good influence. However, this might be a nice opportunity to challenge her, which I think would be beneficial.
Does anyone know anything about the successes and problems with combined programs?
Hopefully, it isn't the second graders who can't hack school. It seems unlikely they would be a good influence. However, this might be a nice opportunity to challenge her, which I think would be beneficial.
Does anyone know anything about the successes and problems with combined programs?
An Amazing Idea
"Let's make Merced County a national park."
I overheard this call to action at a recent meeting.
Perhaps you aren't as familiar with Merced County as I am. It is located in the Central Valley, north of Madera and Fresno Counties, south of Stanislaus County, and abutting Santa Clara County on the west side. It includes about 2,000 square miles of land.
It is home to the cities of Merced, Livingston, Atwater, and Los Banos as well as Dos Palos and Gustine. Merced has the new UC Merced campus. You may have heard of the other cities, but maybe not.
It has lots of swamps or sloughs or wetlands (or whatever they're called in this case) where the San Joaquin River flows. Duck hunters love it. It's got rugged, barren hills on the west which burn regularly. It goes east toward the Sierra foothills.
I'm sure its a great place to live -- good old fashioned small town life and rural atmosphere.
Who do I talk to make the dream come true? Are you with me?
I overheard this call to action at a recent meeting.
Perhaps you aren't as familiar with Merced County as I am. It is located in the Central Valley, north of Madera and Fresno Counties, south of Stanislaus County, and abutting Santa Clara County on the west side. It includes about 2,000 square miles of land.
It is home to the cities of Merced, Livingston, Atwater, and Los Banos as well as Dos Palos and Gustine. Merced has the new UC Merced campus. You may have heard of the other cities, but maybe not.
It has lots of swamps or sloughs or wetlands (or whatever they're called in this case) where the San Joaquin River flows. Duck hunters love it. It's got rugged, barren hills on the west which burn regularly. It goes east toward the Sierra foothills.
I'm sure its a great place to live -- good old fashioned small town life and rural atmosphere.
Who do I talk to make the dream come true? Are you with me?
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Daisy Troop 103 - Family BBQ
| Daisy Troop 103 of Gilroy, CA spent some time at Christmas Hill Park on 8/12/2006. | |
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