Toddler grades

Woot woot for the baby bunso!

So proud and happy of her improvements in school. The good grades are a bonus. But more importantly, our hearts swelled during the parent-teacher conference when her class adviser told us how her speech has expanded by leaps and bounds. Also, at this stage, she is showing signs of being a good leader. Among her peers, she is still the only one who doesn’t cry when no one around is familiar, and she has also mastered her class’ daily routine.

Good job, baby! Keep it up!

Busy as a bee

My little cutie pie was made a star during their recent production in her school’s foundation week celebration. All the students were assigned “Houses” and each house was composed of students from all year levels starting from the toddler class to high school. Maxine was made part of Red Agila, which she was so proud of though I doubt she understands it hehe. Since she was the youngest, and the cutest (stage mom alert!), she was the baby and as I said the star. During their practices (I brought her to school during these times because I played nanny when Mama just had her operation), I saw how all her other house-mates take care of her. They were playing with her, carrying her around, and basically vying for her attention. It was too cute for words!

Come the day of the actual presentation, or the field demonstration, where all the Houses will showcase their production numbers, she made a grand entrance, riding a tricycle-turned-mini-float dressed up with a bazillion paper flowers. She was the cutest bee! Her Dad said (I was again absent from this!) that she didn’t actually dance, rather just stood there and be cute. I didn’t think she had any inkling that they were entertaining the guests. And the best thing–their team won for best performance, yay!

Little fun run

Our toddler gamely woke up at the crack of dawn one weekend to join her schools’ fun run, which is part of their foundation week celebration. I remember Ate Mischa had her first when she was in Kinder, and Maxine is much younger now in Toddler. She actually had fun according to the Dad, and even cried when they went home. Haha! Hope she’ll be fitter and more athletic than poor old Mommy πŸ™‚

Day camp

Mischa’s school held a Day Camp for some of their grade schoolers, which she joined. This was not required but the big girl insisted she wanted to join so we arranged our very tight schedule to accommodate her request. It was after all, a bonding activity for parent and child. And thank God we did go (at last the Dad did) with her for it was fun and educational. An independent group facilitated the activities, such as making fires, learning different kinds of knots, and learning other life-saving and survival skills.

The kids who participated were grouped, and came from varying grades and sections, so it was an opportunity for them to meet other school mates. Good thing too that Mischa’s team won, hooray!

Eye surgery

After months of continuous eye drops therapy, Mama finally agreed to undergo eye surgery. When her blood pressure shot up in the middle of 2017, our family doctor made her take up several tests to determine what causes her hypertension, including laboratory exams and clearance from ENT doctors. Turned out that she did have issues with glaucoma, an age-related defect of the eye where the pressure is high, and a beginning cataract. If left unchecked, this combo may cause permanent damage or blindness.

Yes, and as I said, Mama succumbed to our combined pressure). Her eye doctor was really a big help, too. He had the right amount of competence (you can tell by the way he talks that he’s not after the money, he is genuinely concerned with his patients), confidence and bedside (in this case, clinic side) manner. Mama is basically afraid because it is still surgery after all, and thought that she was too old for this. However, Dr. Perez convinced her that her eyesight would greatly improve (she might not need glasses later on), the pressure in the eye would be greatly reduced, and the actual operation is a walk in the park. It was finally done earlier this week.

While her normal activities can resume the day after, I still had to take some time off to be with her, and assist her. Since there are a number of medications being put on the eye round the clock, I also didn’t want her to go out just yet so I brought the bunso to school myself. Yay for mom-chauffeur this week! Also brought mama to check ups. Exciting week for me and the kids, especially, because I know we both like it when I take care of them.

The prognosis on Mama’s eye is good, too, and we are positive that everything’s a-okay. I know it is now time for me to take care of my parents as they are in their golden years.

Eye Level

Now, we have to admit that our darling Ate needs help with her academics. Like me, Math seems to be her waterloo. I hope I did not pass on that horrible gene to her, but she’s having a difficult time with it. Through her primary years, she’s managed to cling on, albeit precariously, with her fingers. But alarm bells started sounding off this term when she failed several quizzes and even a long test. Add to that are working parents’ woes that we are not able to really sit down with her and review her school work, resulting to those measly performances. We thought maybe aside from lack of time, that we’re providing her with the wrong strategy that’s why she “couldn’t get it”.

So we deemed it high time to get her some help. We’ve decided to enrol her in a supplemental program that focuses specifically on Mathematics. Since there is one near us, we chose Eye Level. I will reserve on whether their program is effective. Based on their website and social media sites, they had me at “self-directed learning”, which we really hope to imbibe in Mischa since she’s already in grade school. They have individualized programs based on the needs of each child. Aside from mastering the basics, the program promises to encourage critical thinking, which I think is more important.

When we had Mischa assessed over the weekend, they provided us her strong and weak areas in Math, and from there, we discussed the kind of tutoring she will undergo. Of course we were okay with it as the assessment jives with what we’ve observed at home. She had her first session right there and then. Then she brought home some worksheets that she can answer at her own pace at home. Ideally, there should be two 45-minute sessions per week but we’ve negotiated with one 1.5-hour session weekly because we can only bring her to the center on weekends. Sad but true, but parents do what they gotta do.

Really praying that this would be a great deal help to her (and to us).