We Know Snow Days

Living in Maryland, in a typical year we have 2 or 3 days when our local schools are closed due to snow.  In rare, disappointing years, we have none.  But every few years the snow days just keep coming.  This has been one of those years!  (Note my exceedingly rare use of an exclamation point…..)

Personally, both as an educator and as a dad, I welcome the snow days…at least until we use up the number allowed for in the school calendar and face sacrificing 80 degree June days to make up the time.  Sleeping a little later than usual.  Slowing down a little for a day or two without homework, practices, or other evening activities.  Getting outside to build snowmen or sled.  All of these strike me as a healthy change of pace for my students, for my own children, and even for Mrs. DKB and myself.

This year the timing of one storm was perfect, giving us two days at home during the Winter Olympics, and my 10 year old and I were inspired to create our own skeleton-ish experience.  [Apologies for the rotation of the video.  I’m looking at this as a learning experience.]  

I will miss these days now and then later in the year.  Not necessarily on one of those 80 degree days, but certainly at other times.  Good times.

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It’s Time

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I can hardly remember a time before my mother was regularly ill–probably when I was in elementary school.  And over the last 3+ years her already poor health began to slide faster and faster.

It’s a harsh reality that most of us navigate this type of crossroad at least a few times in our lives.  But this is the first time I’ve had to walk the kids through the loss of a family member.  How to talk to them about her illness?  How to protect them?  How to help them find peace?  Along the way, I adjusted how much I shared with them based upon their respective ages, from 10 to 17, but I always answered every question honestly.  I continually reminded them that they had made their grandmother happier than anything else in her life–which was the absolute truth.  And I worried about how I was going to tell them when she was gone.

Still, her consistent conviction on just about everything–and, let’s be honest:  formidable stubbornness–had me convinced that she would somehow outlive us all.  But in October, when her doctor recommended that she begin to consider hospice care, it became soberingly clear that we were actually approaching the time when my mother would not be with us anymore.

One day, my mother’s health reached a point where there was no other choice, and she was admitted to the hospital for comfort care, with no expectation of going home.  After being non-responsive all day, she opened her eyes just long enough to see me at her ICU bedside and she struggled to speak her only sentence of the day, and her final words to her first-born:  “Don’t worry about me.”  An amazing gift:  Hooked to hospital monitors and fading quickly, her priority was still to help me.

So, trying to help my trio, my message has mirrored my mother’s:  It will never be the same…but it will be okay.

Post script:  My site has been on hold for too many weeks because this became the post that I could not finish, but also that I could not skip.  The final version follows Hemingway’s iceberg approach….less stated may not be more, but it is enough.  Now it’s time to publish and move forward.

It’s good to be back.

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Punkin Chunkin’–And a First Attempt at Vlogging

Last week my son’s Webelo den was invited to participate in a “punkin chunkin'” with a local Boy Scout troop.  The Boy Scouts had built 2 trebuchets, the larger standing approximately 10 feet tall at its axis.  Here’s an explanation of how a trebuchet works. Modern, homemade, medieval weaponry and flying pumpkins?  What’s not to love? This seemed like a good opportunity to give vlogging a try–I hope this video does the experience justice.

Boy Scouts Punkin Chunkin–November 2013

Any thoughts?

[Special thanks to National Pike District Boy Scout Troop 882 for inviting the younger boys to share this experience.]

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