Dictated letter

Dear Avery,
I am so happy that you have sleepovers with me.
I love you Avery and love to play Sleeping Queens with you.
Love,
Onika

Long Time, No Update.

Beth here...

Feeling super-bad about not updating Oni's blog in so long. Thought I'd put in a little update.

Onika is about to turn 6!!! I can't believe it. It's just not possible. But I did the math, and it's true.

She has "completed" her first year of kindergarten. By that I mean we did some kindergarten stuff this last year even though she wouldn't be in the public school system until this fall. So we'll continue with kindergarten this next year, moving ahead at her pace in areas such as math and reading, where she seems to move ahead easily.



And by "completed" I mean we aren't stopping school for the summer, just slowing it down a little. We're at low tide, and high tide will hit in the fall.

She is very much enjoying the science lessons that Mike is doing with the girls. He goes through the lessons, and they do pictorial narrations that they explain to me later. This gives us an idea of what they are getting out of each lesson. This, of course, is varies by age. :) You can see the curriculum HERE.

She loves to carry her little sister around piggy back, and objects to Azrielle's potty training "au naturel". I'm forever looking over to see that Onika's put a diaper on Azzie when I wasn't looking. Or maybe she is just offended by the nudity. Of course, she's never offended by her own...




Anyway, she's also very excited for the new baby to arrive in October. She is also quite vocal about wanting it to be a boy. Mike and I carefully tell everyone who asks that we will be just as happy with another girl as with our first boy, especially since if it's God's will, we'd like to have plenty more chances at more girls and boys.



Onika is still very much her own person. She's got a very strong personality. She's quite the kick in the pants. However you want to say it... she's special.

And as hard as I'm trying to squash all that with this nefarious home educating, and all the social stunting that goes along with it, she's proving to still be the effervescent, talkative, uncontrollable, driving her Mommy grey, impish, you never know what she's going to say next, best friends with you within 10 minutes, Onika.

Bonika.

Christmas in my doll house!

This is my dollhouse that my neighbor made.
My Gram gave us the dolls and furniture.
This is the dining room, and it has the christmas tree that I found in the store and we decorated with clay. We also made presents for it, but they are still in the oven.

I want Moreah to always be my sister, and for us to never change.
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A Moment in the Foyer Academy

Today Onika did another lesson in "Language Lessons for the Very Young" which is a hard-to-find book that my bestest friend Angie is lending us. The first lesson was a study of the picture below. There was so much to see and discuss in this picture!




Today's lesson had Onika narrate to me what she thought the picture was saying to us. After explaining the concept a couple of times, this is what she came up with:

"The girl was playing with her doll but the Mother told her to stand in the corner and she did and she dropped her doll.
The dog is 'tecting her from the Mother (*snort*)
She told her mother she was sorry for not playing her piano. Her Mom said "'I forgive you'" and let her go.
Then she played her piano forever and she was singing too.
She learned that she shoulddo what she should do when she should....
Um...
Do the right thing!"

Then Onika moved on to the rest of her school work.



I have a hard time writing these girls' narrations down without laughing out loud!

Birthday Post at my Mommy's Blog!

I turned five on the 16th of July! My Mommy is too lazy to post the whole thing all over again here on my blog, so she's just gonna post a link to her blog, and if you haven't already read about my birthday there, hop on over and check it out!
Click HERE.

Bye!

I was tagged!

Miss Marla tagged me to write 7 things about myself for you. She is my friend Maizie's Mama.

1) I went to Maizie's house by myself before.

2) I can do a somersault.

3) I like bananas, but I don't have a banana tree.

4) I saw a piggy in the mud at the farm, and a girl farmer. I asked her for a pink piggy that was clean that I could cuddle. So she cleaned it in her bathtub, and gave it to me and I took it home.

5) I can jump really high and get an apple from a tree. I don't need a ladder.

6) When I was a little girl, I played brain-pop jr. on the computer, and when I was grown up I went to Brenna's house for a sleepover, and I had a loose tooth and it fell out in my spaghetti! I told Mommy, there was blood in my tooth.

7)I am four years old and I will turn five in July.

Editors note: Some of the above is true, some is loosely based on reality, and some is just the completely fictitious ravings of a 4 year old girl.

Peter Pan according to Onika

Once upon a time there was a house and inside that house there was three beds and there was a girl and two boys and one was named John and one Michael. The girls name was Wendy.
They had a dog, Nanna. The dog chased Michael into the bathroom and put him in the bath.
There was a flying boy with a little fairy and they went to Wendy Darling.
The boy was named Peter and the fairy was Tinker Bell.
The girls looked up at him and said "are you flying?" and the boy said "Of course I'm flying!"
So they went to Neverland and there was Pirates! And Mermaids! And Mr. Smee! And Indians!!
There was a crocodile and it had sharp teeth and a clock inside it's throat and wings! It wanted to eat Captain Hook.
They went to the mermaids but Peter made Wendy get away from there so the mermaids wouldn't eat her.
Then Peter fighted with Captain Hook and turned pink.
Then Wendy and John and Michael went back home and went back to sleep.
The End