Job Corps Update

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I am so very proud of my Liberian children! Keziah was home last weekend and brought her certificate of completion for Office Administration to show us. She has worked so very hard for this!  Soon she will graduate from Job Corps. She has decided to stay near the Job Corps center, rather than move back here to Bellingham. She has made some great friends, attends a church she loves and is setting down her own roots.

Boaz has completed his carpentry training and is working his first full-time job, about three hours south of us.

Ezra is working toward his High School Diploma and job training in painting.

These kids have worked so hard…We are so proud of them!

 

Parenting Teens {and the Starlight Prom}

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Tilly, age 14

Awhile back when I asked what type of posts you readers enjoyed the most and what you wanted to hear more about, parenting teens was at the top of the list. Back when I started this blog, I didn’t have any teens. I now have four living in the house and have gone through the teen years already with Keziah, Ezra and Boaz.

I suppose I haven’t written more about parenting teens specifically because I don’t feel like I have much to say.032313_0971 blog

Adalia, age 17

My teens are seriously awesome. They are obedient and respectful (for the most part). They help with our family and around the house. None (by the grace of God) are rebellious. All are hard workers. This, I imagine, is a direct result of us not having the money to give them an allowance. If they want money they first need to find a job and then earn the money. This tends to make them very responsible when it comes to spending that hard-earned money.  032313_0972 blog

Devon, age 16

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Enoch, age 13

I guess if I have any philosophy on parenting teens it’s this: pour time into them when they are young. Read to them. Go on walks and hikes and adventures. Involve them in every aspect of your family life. Let them know you care. Be there to listen. Talk to them. Let them know you see them as individuals. Don’t be afraid to discipline. Be their parent, not their friend. The friendship part comes later. I am now seeing the fruit of this with Keziah (20) and Adalia (17). 032313_0976 blog

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Adalia, Cameron, Enoch, Connor, Judah, Tilly and Devon all dressed for the Starlight Northwest Prom.032313_0982 blog

Starlight has been such a blessing to our family. Starlight provides activities for families with seriously ill children. Living with a medically needing sibling is draining on the whole family. What I loved about the prom was it gave our teens and Devon and her siblings a chance to attend with formal event even without their medically needy brothers. This was an evening for them to shine. The girls got their makeup and hair done (down in Seattle, so after these photos were taken) and got to feel beautiful. As homeschoolers, they were thrilled to get to attend a prom. Well, Devon’s brothers weren’t thrilled. Rumor has it they only attended because Judah and Enoch were going.

Adalia, Devon, Tilly and I have been attended our local SPIN (Serving People in Need) dances for months now. It started with Adalia going as a project for her Psychology class and has grown into an event we all look forward to. The SPIN dances are monthly community dances put on for people with developmental disabilities. I am so proud of these three teen girls who look forward to spending an evening dancing with these amazing members of our community. Let’s be honest, it can be awkward to be around developmentally disabled adults who don’t have the same boundaries the rest of us do. But they go. Not because they are trying to “do a good deed” but because they love the dances. Each month has gotten a little easier as the people become familiar to us.

After attending the Starlight Prom, Judah and Enoch decided to come along to this month’s SPIN dance. It was amazing to see them there. Uncomfortable at times, but ready to go back next month.

Yes, I’m proud of my teens, but I can’t say I  have specific formula for how to produce them. If so, I’d write a book and be rich.

 

Pike Place Market

Saturday was a fabulous day. I drove Adalia down to Seattle to meet up with her online friend, Ginny.

Ginny found my blog around the time I was pregnant with Apollo and Adalia was taking her doula course at Bastyr. Ginny was (and still is) very interested in midwifery and being a doula. She began emailing Adalia and the girls developed a deep friendship. Ginny and Adalia have been emailing/Facebooking and talking on the phone for three years now.

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Just this past week, Ginny and her mom flew to Seattle to check out a couple of schools and the girls finally had a chance to meet in person. 041313_1874 blog 041313_1872 blog 041313_1870 blog

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Ginny, as it turns out, has an amazing knack for finding the best spots to eat. For lunch she chose Volunteer Park Cafe. All four of us thoroughly enjoyed our lunches. The atmosphere was incredible and the food delicious. I hope to go there again.

After lunch we headed out to Pike Place Market. I mean, come on. We couldn’t have friends visit all the way from Massachusetts and not go to Pike Place.  pike place market

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The girls had a ball there. I’m pretty sure they could have spent all day. And all night there.

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And they were game enough to do a silly pose for me in front of the Pike Place Nuts sign.pike place market, fish tossing

And it wouldn’t be Pike Place without a little fish tossing, now would it?

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And since Ginny’s real name is Virginia, we had to get this shot. I call it Virginia Inn the Rain. You can’t see it in the photo, but it was raining pretty good at this point.

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The icing on the cake for our day, was when Ginny called that evening to let Adalia know she made her decision: she will be going to school in Seattle in the fall. We can’t wait to see more of this beautiful, lovely young lady.

 

Wednesday Whimsy

020213_9708 blog 2Here’s a little personal project I have been working on. These little horses were Adalia’s favorite toys for several years…we have many photos of her playing with them and receiving them for birthday gifts or in her stocking.

It is so much fun to revisit these childhood relics. Especially that now, at seventeen she has fond memories, but certainly doesn’t spend hours playing with them.

What is/was your child’s favorite toy? Do you have any special way of preserving the memory?

 

Adalia

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My beautiful Adalia. Sixteen years old. She just sent in her official packet to become a certified PALS Doula. She is about to finish her first quarter of community college. She got a 98% on her last English paper. You could say I’m a wee bit proud of her.

I finally gave in and gave Apollo melatonin last night at 10:45 (it would have been his sixth night without). He slept with no nightmares. He is, however, choking on food again. I can’t even tell you how nervous and worried this makes me. After his first heart surgery in March, we had a short honeymoon where he seemed to be eating better. Six weeks later he was admitted to the hospital for more testing. He is scheduled to see his GI doctor next week, so I’ll be asking about a swallow study then. Meanwhile, I’m keeping a journal of his choking (how frequently and on what) so we have a good record of it.

{And a little blog business. I very rarely delete comments. Only if they are extremely crude or insulting and hurtful to others (I’ve occasionally had blog readers fighting with each other). Over the last few months I’ve been getting more and more negative comments. Not really a big deal, I’m the one putting our life out there. The big deal is when they come from the same  person, using different names. I’m not sure why people do this. I figure it’s like a train wreck- they hate my family, but can’t *not* read about our life. Probably figuring it wouldn’t look good if they *always* posted negative comments under their real name, they choose to use several. This is the second time I have noticed this and banned someone from commenting. I don’t need my blog to be a Renee’s-Family-Is-So-Wonderful fest…but really, if you hate us, how about you just don’t read? No need to always be happy and positive in the comments, but how about being honest?}