Strawberry Short-Circuit

So yesterday we went to a mall that is opening not too far from our house (15-20 minutes I guess) where they had advertised as having a “live” Strawberry Shortcake show.  When we arrived, along with about 600 of our closest friends (we actully knew one family there, which was amazing by itself) they started the show with a live ‘MC’ who was going to lead the Strawberry Shortcake ‘show’ along with a CD of Strawberry Shortcake and her diabetes inducing cohorts.  Except that the CD had a scratch on it (or the player was severely busted).  So the MC guy would say, “Hey, everybody!  Are you ready to meet Strawberry Shortcake!?”  The audience would go wild and then the Strawberry Shortcake music would start to play in that CD skipping fashion, “Doo-doo-d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d”.  Then it came time for Strawberry to say something.  And by say something at a live action show they mean a CD plays a pre-recorded Strawberry Shortcake bit.  What they really should have had happen was get someone next to the mixer board to just say the silly parts.  It was ten minutes or so of completely silliness.  But in the end the kids were happy because they got to meet/hug/wipe snot on Strawberry Shortcake.

On the up side only 6 kids got speparated from their parents and had to be taken by ‘officials’ to the D.A.R.E. truck that costs more than most Aurora Police make in a year.  Another up side was that I got slightly sunburned from having to walk from the outskirts of the packed parking lots into the place where they were doing the show.  I guess its good preparation for when I have to go Christmas shopping.

US Apparently Needs More Space

I just read this article on the BBC about the United States new Space bill.  What a joke!  How on Earth [apologies for the pun] are we going to justify to the international community that we

  1. Need to control the space outside of our planet
  2. Know exactly where our international space boundaries are (everywhere?)
  3. Are not developing weapons to blow everyone else out of space except for the chosen few that we think should also be in space – when we like them to be
  4. Can monitor commercial flights into space in a friendly way for them [in other words we’re really nice for letting them send commercial or otherwise flights into OUR space]

I love being a United States citizen for the rights I have.  I hate that we’re so arrogant that we think we can ‘claim’ outer space for our own.  Brilliant.

The Marines Called…

and I’m one of the chosen few.  They want me to go out and be one of the few, the proud, the Marines.  The “re-crew-ter” wanted to schedule a time for me to come down and talk with him about my goals and future.  I was touched that at least one agent of my government wanted to know me on such a personal level.  No politician has ever wanted that.

But then I realized that this guy just wanted me for my body.  That made me feel dirty because I’ve not had any other guy proposition me like that.  I’m just a number to him – I think number 5,269.  But whatever number I might have been it was nice of him to call.  I told him that I have a lovely career and that I have two little girls that I’m not going to leave behind.  They can draft me if they need me that bad, but I think that right now they’re using the NASCAR drafters instead.  Not to mention I have a wife who would be sad if I was gone on a tour of duty in Iraq that has been extended every time I’m just about to go home like so many of the soldiers have had happen.  We have one couple that we are aware of from church (the daughter of some folks at church and her husband) who have been delayed in being back together for several years now.  Years.

No thanks, I’ll stick with my zero minute commute and getting to see my family as needed.

Yet Another Volatile Post of Head Blowing-Up Proportion

Boom!  This post is volatile.  That means that you the reader may disagree with it.  In its entirety or in part.  You might find yourself really, really upset at me, my wife, my former-dog and most-likely George Bush [pick one].  Please read it with this in mind because otherwise you might not knowingly get upset and then find yourself upset in the middle without being warned that you’d be upset.  At least if I warn you I still come across as a somewhat nice guy that you’re still ticked at.  Enjoy:

Recently Jessica got some ‘positive’ feedback about our homeschooling Abby.  And by positive I mean silence is golden.  Or maybe I mean that someone couldn’t say anything nice so they said nothing at all. While this is proper social etiquette and I can appreciate that, I am not a fan of the position that home schooling is wrong for several incredibly logical reasons.  I will attempt to outline them here and you can agree or disagree (and please feel free to do so in the comments, I love a good bit of reading on my blog that isn’t from me). Before I dig in I want to clearly state my position: I don’t think everyone should home school there child.  I also don’t begrudge my parents for not home schooling me my whole life.  I think that each parent is responsible for the upbringing of their child and this may or may not involve a combination of many things.  Some boys are in boy scouts, some are in awanas, some are in detention centers and some are in front of televisions.  Your choices as parents affect your children whether its taking them to Sunday School, beating them, sexually abusing them, or just not having enough time with them.  Don’t pass this decision off on the government, work, or any other possible entity.  The choice for you to educate your child inside and outside of the home is yours.  There.  I think that’s my position.
Reason Number One That Home Schooling is OK

First let me state that you don’t know everything.  You probably knew that.  You also know that I don’t know everything.  Therefore, when we get into the topic of learning and education its important to realize that mistakes have been made, and unless humans get suddenly more like God, will continue to be made.  Owning up to those mistakes is critical.  My own parents’ ability to do so really helped me learn about becoming an adult.  The first reason that home schooling is OK is that each child is going to learn a different way and sitting in a class for hours at a time was not my preferred way of learning.  Hands on training and education worked a lot better than hours in a hard seat listening to someone talk about the theoretical.  Jessica on the other hand has a tendency to learn from reading and then doing.  She can listen to people, but her mind is sharp (yes, that’s part of why I married her, I admit that her mind and body were both attractive to me) and she can read and do quickly.  I prefer apprenticeship in some ways because of the relationship that is involved.

Since your child may need the apprenticeship model of learning, homeschooling affords you that opportunity.  You can spend the time with your child as is needed.  However, if your child is a reader and learns from reading they can do that as well.  In a public school it is very difficult for a teacher to be able to handle those (and other) situations when multiplied by thirty or more.

Reason Number Two

You are still responsible for your childrens education.  My parents spent a lot of time teaching me things that my teachers did not.   My dad taught me about gambling and compulsion and greed by helping me set up a lottery in my fourth grade class.  The teacher ended up shutting my lottery down because she suddenly found that I had all of the ‘points’ [money] and my co-students were eager to give it to me because they had a chance of winning half of the money in one pot.  There is no way my teacher could have provided that life experience (though she did provide the forum for the lottery).  My mom taught me about spelling (though it is probably hard to believe when reading this blog) and about some more artistic things.  Sure, those are things I could have learned at school, but they were things that were not gone over in the classes that I took.  My mom required me to look up words when I could not spell them instead of just asking her and having her dictate the letters to me.  Mom also taught me about Scrabble, which to this day has been a problem for me in relating with my father-in-law – he still thinks he’s better at it than me 😉  Scrabble taught me about problem solving… something that I never learned much about at school.
In short, no matter what your child learns at school, they still have things to learn from you.  If the class is at a public facility funded by your tax dollars, great!  If your child learns it at home, funded by your family income, great!  Learning is critical and you need to be teaching your child.

Third Reason

I hate to be political but Mr. President [George W. Bush] signed into law the “No Child Left Behind” act.  Which should be known as the “Your child will be left on his/her behind” act.  This act basically says that each child should know the exact same thing.  Sure, that sounds nice, but is completely impractical.  In my own life I was behind in mathematics for years.  I had a hard time grasping some of the concepts.  Other students should not have to pay for my slowness.  No child left behind means that I am purposefully sending my intelligent daughter into a public school where every subject is led by the slowest student in the class.  Abby is guaranteed to be frustrated because she’s got kids who have ADD sitting next to her holding her back.  I don’t hate the ADD kid, but I also recognize that my child, who probably has her own form of ADD or some other learning disability doesn’t need special attention in area X.  However, I don’t want her holding back the ADD kid at some other subject that really piques his/her interest!

If you send your children to a public school then you probably have already started to see these things in action.  If not, get ready, it will be visible at some point in time.

Reason Four

Logical Proposition: Person X had poor social skills, they were home schooled, therefore all home schooled children will tuck their shirt into their pee stained underpants and look like a moron.  False!  Social opportunities are around your child every day of the week.  Whether you as a parent let your child participate is your choice.  Abigail, for example, is involved in Sunday School and ‘Switched Up Sports’ as well as ballet.  Three social activities along side getting together with other people throughout the week.  Her being social is part of her character and personality.  Some people object to home schooling because they say that someone they know was home schooled and socially awkward.  That is a broad and unfair generalization.  If you used that logic in other areas of your life you’d see it is flawed.  If you know one co-worker who likes 80’s music who was not born in the 80’s does that mean that all co-workers not born in the 80’s like 80’s rock?  Heck, no!
Conclusion

In conclusing I have no condemnation for parents who send their children to public school.  You will get the benefit of the teachers there teaching your children what they are able to teach them.  Don’t home school your child if you don’t feel comfortable with it.  However, don’t look down on myself and my bride for choosing this for our children.  It could be that we enroll Abby in public school later on because it is obvious that is what is best for her based on various indicators.  We’re not school nazi’s, we’re just parents attempting to do the best we can with what we have.  And at this point in time, that involves video podcasts, reading lessons, ballet, sports, Sunday School and a steady diet of intellectually challenging things.

See?  Wasn’t that [typo for my mom]infurioriating[/typo for my mom]?

Pardon Me Whilst I Hurl in Public

I was just reading a new article on CNN and have to disagree with one of the statements that a relative of the shooter at the Amish School.  The relative says, “…that Charles Roberts was not an evil person. That he was a deeply troubled man…” Yack!  Barf!  Hurl!  You don’t admit that you’ve molested children [see bottom of article], then kill some, and get called ‘troubled.’  The Biblical position is that man is ensnared and drawn towards Evil (see Genesis 6:5, 8:21;Romans 1 and 6), thus making man’s desires pulled towards evil at the start, but then to have someone act out evil thoughts in a real and violent way and then call them troubled?

Sure, some people dont’ believe what the Bible says about various things, and I’ll grant each person the right of having an opinion, but this moral scenario steps into each of our homes and demands of us deep, personal relationships with all of our family members. Know your spouse so well that when they’re wrestling with things you know it, and seek counseling so that when these sorts of urges, problems and confessions of past sins (molestation is absolutely wrong, 100% of the time) come up they can be delt with in a redirected manner towards resolution.  Then, after you know your family, get to know your neighbors.  Be a friend to them.

This event has challenged me to want to be a better dad, a better husband, and a better neighbor.  By being someones friend and helpful, trustworthy confidant you and I may just help prevent the next school shooting.

Engineer It!

We went to the Denver Museum of Nature & Science yesterday and they have a traveling exhibit called “Engineer It!”  Wow!  What a great, great exhibit.  I was totally floored by the great sections involving hands on activities for kids to really dig into science, engineering, and fun.  I told one friend that I wanted to come back without the kids and have a go by myself since I could probably design an amazing rocket that flies 100 feet with pressurized air and get my name on a sticker up on the wall 😉
If this exhibit comes to your town and you have children between 3 and 103 (please tell me you don’t have children that are 103 years old) you should go.  It’ll be here in Denver until January 1st – so get there if you have time!

Stink

If there’s one thing I pride myself on its my ability to keep to myself when needed. As much as I often want to make comments on things I refrain. For those of you who know how often I make comments you can probably extrapolate how many comments don’t get said.

On the airplane on the way home from some meetings this week I refrained from commenting (for those of you in Texas thinking, “We should have gotten together” but we didn’t, apologies, there just wasn’t time on this super-quick trip). You see I wanted to tell the man who wreaked of alcohol that he should probably drink less so that the smell didn’t pour out of his pores. But then, I came in contact with a family of people from a different part of the world. The entire family sat around my seat in various other seats in a U shape. And they emitted the smell of Jr. High. That is to say that in Jr. High most boys don’t bathe as often as they should. Only this was an entire family of stinkiness. An entire family of people who really should have just rented their own private plane to stink up. The upside is that the alcohol smell actually went away. The downside was the three girls sitting in front of me and the alcky were all too young to be sitting by themselves, but were doing so despite the better judgement of evey other passenger on the plane and the flight attendants. They insisted that wiggling, giggling, jiggling and fiddling with their seats as well as making lots of other noises was a good plan.

Their fathers came up periodically to congregate in the aisleway. Which of course sent the stewardess into 9/11 commando mode and she had to scurry them off to their seats. I’m not worried about devout Hindus [as was evident by their garb and makeup between the eyes], who won’t eat animals, let alone kill them taking a plane down, but it could be the perfect smoke screen for some guy to go and try to open the door.

Ben’s & Kate’s Friend

Last night I went to our church and worked the sound for a wedding rehearsal.  And by sound I mean I plugged my MacBook Pro into the sound system and ripped the MP3’s of the songs needed onto it and used the remote control to start, stop, adjust the volume and switch tracks.  Wee!  But this post isn’t about how the Apple has made my life easier, its about a new life that’s about to start as two lives become one.

Ben & Kate have been going to the Tuesday night study that I’m part of.  Kate is the siter of the hosting family and as she started dating Ben he showed up.  In the shorter time that I’ve known Ben it has become apparent that he’s just a neat, neat guy and in the longer time I’ve known Kate it has been apparent that she’s a really awesome bride-to-be.

I’m looking forward to their wedding almost as much as they are.  I’m pretty sure that they’ve had a sleepless night, they’re probably about ready to jump out of their skin about now.  But rought 11:30 or so they should officially be married and beginning their amazing life together.  Sure, there’ll be sickness and health, richer times and poorer times, Denver Post and maybe New York Times, but wherever they live, whatever they do I’l be praying for them and joining many, many folks in holding them up.

My name tag said, “Randy, Ben’s and Kate’s Friend: Sound”, I’m not sure about being sound (though I’ve been called noisy), but I’m thrilled to be their friend.  Congratulations Ben & Kate!