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A Proud Dad Says My Son Reads More Books Then I Ever Have

By Real Dad, October 27, 2009 10:27 pm

Last year Nicky was having a tough time with reading. Carrie and I struggled to help him learn his “sight words” and as a dad, I struggled with feeling that I didn’t do enough to help him. For the new parents, “sight words”  are words that kids should recognize visually without having to spell them out.  Some examples of these words are: who, what, the, at, to, there and so on. Carrie worked very hard over the summer to help get our son where he needed to be before beginning the 1st grade. She sat with him every day and went over his letters and words while I read to him as often as possible.

Nicky and his proud Dad at a game last summer

Nicky and his proud Dad at a game last summer

He wasn’t quite there when the school year began last month but he was certainly a lot closer to where the other kids were with their reading skills.

Nicky’s teacher is great and has a lot of patience with him. He is also pulled out of class two times per week for an extra 30 minutes of help strictly for reading by another teacher. In just 2 months, Nicky’s reading ability has improved so much that he continually reads books. He is always walking around with a book in his hand and goes to extraordinary lengths to hide these books from his sister and brother. He mostly reads children’s books that are age appropriate as well as various Star Wars books that are meant for adults but he tries his hardest with these.  This dad couldn’t be any prouder because I was not and still am not a big reader, so I encourage him all of the time.

The interest in reading is not only do to the fact that he can NOW read but also the types of books he is reading. Some of the books he is reading were given to him by a classmate and the others we purchased because a classmate brought them in to school and showed him “how cool” these new books were. I thought it might be worth mentioning these books because we also think these books are great from a parents perspective. I even found myself chuckling here and there when he read them to me. I have included the links to Amazon to make it easy in the event you want to purchase them or read their short description.

Ready Freddy! Tooth Trouble (Ready, Freddy!)
Ready, Freddy!: Stop That Hamster
Firehouse Fun (Ready, Freddy!)
Junie B., First Grader: Aloha-ha-ha! (Junie B. Jones, No. 26)
Junie B. Jones Is a Beauty Shop Guy (Junie B. Jones, No. 11)
Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed (Junie B. Jones, No. 8)
Junie B., First Grader: Jingle Bells, Batman Smells! (P.S. So Does May) (Junie B. Jones, No. 25)

He absolutely loves these books and this was kid that just a few months ago would not look at a book’s cover, never-mind open it up. Maybe your kids will enjoy them as much as our son has. I cannot wait to share with him my coveted The Kiss Album Focus, Vol. 1: Kings of the Night Time World, 1972-82but I guess that will come in time!

Fatherhood’s Perfect Dream and Nightmare

By Real Dad, September 8, 2009 10:29 pm
The Face on an Angel but the Mind of...something else!

The Face on an Angel but the Mind of...something else!

Jordan-Rose (Jordy) just turned four in May and it has been both GREAT and well….NOT SO GREAT. From the time she was born she was certainly a handful. Soon after birth she was diagnosed with “Acid Reflux”, lucky us. I quickly learned that “Acid Reflux” was a synonym for many words, including pain in the ass! Formula after formula after formula before we found one that she could keep down. In between the crying fits she was a great baby. She laughed, played and giggled a heck of a lot. As Jordy got a little older, Carrie began to become concerned with her lack of sounds and then speech and that is where the difficulties kicked into high gear. I of course was telling my wife that she is over-reacting and that my daughter was fine. You see, Fatherhood began wonderfully with Nicky, so I figured things would turn around with Jordy. WRONG!

Our pediatrician recommended an “Early Intervention” evaluation. After a few home visits by the county specialists, she was diagnosed with Apraxia of Speech or Speech Apraxia (depending on your therapist, doctor or reference material). Basically what this means is this: she has a disorder but they really do not know what causes it, why it happens or what to call it and so on but she was not able to formulate simple sentences although she could say each word individually. We immediately began speech therapy through Early Intervention and they soon realized that she may benefit from some sensory therapy and recommended another evaluation for her sensory issues. She was then diagnosed with Sensory Integration Disorder (she had problems with loud noises, touching of her face or hair and any other type of contact such as snug clothing). We began taking her to a Neurologist in addition to the multiple therapists coming to our home.

After one year of therapy, Early Intervention stopped. Here in NJ they only provide services until the age of three. We had to begin looking for another avenue of therapy that we could afford. We found it at a local college. They have a program in which students work with children as the professor oversees the session. We paid $500 for one month of speech therapy (4 sessions) but it didn’t work out. Jordy was misbehaving so much during the sessions that they were never able to focus on the speech however we noticed that her speech was greatly improved, go figure. We now had to begin the process of having Jordan-Rose qualify for Special Services through our town’s Board of Education. All of those that have gone through this then you understand and those that have not had this experience, I hope you never do. It is a painfully agonizing ordeal. At least in our experience, the way the town handles the parents is a disgrace. The social worker we had was rude, unprofessional and not sympathetic to us at all. The BOE had evaluated our daughter themselves and found no such disorders, as previously diagnosed by several other doctors and therapists. They denied our request for Special Services so we hired a really expensive attorney that specializes in this field. She required a $6000.00 retainer and we paid it without hesitation because this is our daughter. That is when I realized that Fatherhood is the most expensive endeavor I have ever embarked upon

My Jordy!

My Jordy!

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During this ordeal we began to see unbelievable improvements in Jordy’s speech and sensory development, keep in mind that she did not receive therapy for some time but Carrie was working with her everyday. After many heated debates and calm discussions at times, we decided to have Jordy re-evaluated by doctors and therapists at a children’s hospital that has an entire department devoted to children with special needs. In a nutshell, we were told that they did not believe that Apraxia of Speech or Sensory Intergration was an issue. They felt that she was just a “difficult” child…at times. Now Carrie and I have matching spinning heads!! What the hell do we do? We sat back and thought about this, meanwhile our attorney is butting heads with the school on our behalf. We fought the school for a re-evaluation and they denied it. After more legal battling, our attorney was able to get the BOE’s attorney to grant us our request for re-evaluation. They recommended a Neurologist that is supposed to be the best in this part of the state. Our attorney researched this claim and found that this doctor was very highly recommended across the board.  His evaluation was right in line with the children’s hospital, no diagnosis of any disorder. AAAUUUGHHH!

So now we pull the plug with the attorney and receive the remainder of our retainer. We hired a therapist to come to our home and help, not only Jordy but us in dealing with Jordy as well. This continued for several months until we could no longer afford that! So now we are at a point were Jordy has to be enrolled in Pre-K classes. We skipped the 3-year old session and waited for the 4-year old session which she begins next week. Thankfully the teacher and her aide are familiar with my daughter and all of our concerns. She was Nicky’s Pre-K teacher and had many interactions with Jordan, even allowing Jordan to participate in a morning and afternoon class. She assures my wife that things will not be as difficult as we imagine.

Jordan is an remarkably sweet girl with a massive stubborn streak. She can be completely loving  one moment to all of us and then the next moment punching her brother in the back. Tonight I witnessed her having a stare down with my wife. Jordan walked around the kitchen table hitting everyone because we were all talking. When Carrie raised her voice at Jordan asking her to stop, Jordan lowered her eye brows and just stared at her. Carrie starred back, not wanting to break and let Jordy win. After several quiet and tense moments, Carrie broke and yelled at Jordan to leave the kitchen but not before she was to apologize to everyone there. Jordan apologized and stormed out. She later returned to tell Carrie that she is the best Mommy! WOW….I will refrain from my next comment.

We are eager for her to begin school, on many levels. She can use the structure and social interaction (interaction not including her 2 brothers). We learned a lot through this ordeal and respect every parent that has a child with special needs. It is not an easy road but we can say that we are satisfied with the latest diagnoses but how do you really know which is correct when multiple professionals tell you two different things? I guess it comes down to knowing your child. Stick with you gut feeling and if you are not getting what you think your child deserves, keep fighting!  Fatherhood, Motherhood and Parenthood is not about us as fathers or mothers, it is about the children we choose to create.

Do you have a similar story? If you do and would like to share, please do so. Maybe we can all help other parents going through similar situations.

The Last Weekend of Summer

By Real Dad, September 4, 2009 9:29 pm

Here it is folks, the last weekend of summer. A time for family to spend one more weekend  grilling. This week has been a tremendously tough one and the weekend is eagerly anticipated! This past week I transferred to the company headquarters (60 miles away), worked at least 10 hours each day and Carrie had a difficult week with the kids which included Corey having a tooth extracted. Ouch! He was restrained and given gas to sedate him so it turned out not as horrific as my wife thought it would be. In this case, it paid off having sleep apnea because she told Corey the mask at the dentist is just like the one Daddy wears to bed. He bought it however this Daddy wishes his mask was like the one Corey used at the dentist! I wish I had a funny video to show everyone of how “stoned” he was but I wasn’t there and Carrie doesn’t think like me….sorry.

I am hoping the weather holds up this weekend as our weekend is planned to be spent in Long Island with my wife’s family. Lil’ Papa took Nicky and Jordy with him yesterday so we are meeting them tomorrow after I do somethings around the house. There is just not enough time during the week!

Next week is school…..YEH! I cannot wait for school. I already posted my feelings on the start of school so I will not say it all again but the feelings are bitter sweet. I will be broke and penniless soon as my kids go to private school and we cannot afford it by any means but my wife will get a break which means I get a break. I will let you read between those lines.

The school system in my town sucks for the most part and the district I live in has the worst school therefore we refuse to send my son there. We have to get out of this town but will not be able to do it any time soon. We made a request to the board of education asking them to allow my son to attend another school and we were refused so we kept him in the catholic school. Hopefully we can swing one more year but now Jordan is enrolled in Pre-K classes…shoot me now! We may be living in a cardboard box soon but if I still have my notebook and I can find a semi-clean alley behind a wi-fi location, I will be happy. Oh yeah…..as long as I have my wife and kids too! Was that believable?

This Father Cannot Wait for School

By Real Dad, August 28, 2009 8:54 am
This is how I feel about school NOW!

This is how I feel about school NOW!

School time is quickly approaching here in NJ and this father cannot wait! Although I am not the one home with the children, I receive the result of my wife’s frustration.  This year Nicky will be in the 1st grade and Jordy will be in Pre-K classes 3 days per week. This is will be a well deserved break for Carrie. By the time school starts, Corey will not be taking Prednisone (read my last post for that one) and Carrie and Corey should have some quiet time together.

Having 3 children so close in age better pay off in the future because it is friggin tough right now! This house is filled with a lot of laughter, playful yelling, fighting, not-so-playful screaming, teasing, hitting, pushing and all of the other stuff that goes on between the father and mother……kidding of course. By the time I get home in the evening, my wife has been with the kids for about 12 hours all by herself, on most occasions. Needless to say, she is quite happy to have some reinforcement to help her but after working 10-12 hours myself, I am not always in the right mood to deal with the craziness.  We endure it well, I think.

For all of the mothers out there that chose to stay home and raise your kids: GOD BLESS YOU! This father couldn’t do it! I guess I could but I think I would need a daily dose of Valium or an equivalent (legal or other wise). I am certain that women are much better suited for raising children and I am not being sexiest here. I personally do not know many fathers, if any at all, that would choose to stay home but I know they exist because I follow their blogs. For now, I prefer working my ass off every day; at least I am not not surrounded by loud and messy kids all of the time even though I am speaking of my own kids. I am the hunter/gatherer! My bounty may not always be what my wife would hope for but she said “I do” so she is stuck!

This 35 year old father is off to work now. A 45 minute ride, all by myself with some old school Metallica playing through my MP3 player. That’s right, off to “work” or I should say: Off to a more peaceful place for the day! My blog, my rules! :)

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