A geocaching travel bug that is. The girls' 4-H Walker is currently resting on the warm sands of a tropical island.
If you're not familiar with geocaching, Travel Bugs (TBs) are game pieces that travel from geocache to geocache. The TBs have a dog tag attached to them with a serial number that is logged on to geocaching.com for the TB's owner to track online.
4-H Walker is more than just a regular travel bug though, it's entered into the CYFERnet Travel Bug Race (a national 4-H program).
4-H Walker
Learn more about Geocaching Travel Bugs here.
The race was designed to encourage kids to learn more about technology through 4-H. The girls' club launched 4-H Walker back in September and L. was charged with tracking it online and reporting it's progress to the club at their monthly meetings.
The object of the race is to see how many miles your club's TB can travel by May 2008. The trick is that the kids are at the mercy of other geocachers picking up 4-H Walker and moving it along.
It turns out 4-H Walker has had some good karma.
The yellow lines track the path the TB has traveled to date.
It started off in a geocache near Sebago Lake and has traveled to Wisconsin, New Hampshire and Florida before jet-setting over to Switzerland. L. had to find a web translator tool to read the post made by a German geocacher.
She loved that.
Now after nearly two months in Switzerland, the TB is enjoying the sand and sun in....
... Aruba.
Yup, I bet I have a few friends here that might like to be 4-H Walker today.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, 4-H Walker has traveled 13,355 miles so far. The kids are certain they are going to win ;-)
Read more about Geocaching in Kid Tracks - the Retro version
I had a wonderful moment tonight. One that made me realize that the decisions my family has made -- and the years of trying to find patience even when it was buried way down deep -- has been well worth the effort.
But before I explain my 'moment,' I have to give you some background.
My 11-year-old daughter has "processing learning disabilities." Most people are familiar with dyslexia, which is one of many processing learning issues, so when things come up that she does that are a bit quirky when others are around, that's usually how I explain things. Her issues are a bit more complicated than dyslexia but our goal has always been a "happy, healthy, well-adjusted" child. It's been a good mantra to remember when things aren't going so smoothly in the academic department at our house.
I share this tidbit about my child because after years and years of struggling with reading and writing, things are starting to click for her now. We opted to home school her in 3rd grade while still accessing some Resource Room hours at our local public school (we really liked her school but didn't think it was the right environment for her at the time). We evaluate our homeschooling decision every year and so far the arrangement has suited us well so we've continued (and given me a few more gray hairs to make the work, school, life juggle thing work out for everyone).
I've always looked for non-traditional learning opportunities for her and created some semi-traditional ones at her learning level with other great moms, including a weekly book chat time. We've kept books on the easy side for the kids so that the titles are read for comprehension rather than simply word decoding. My girls have looked forward to every book chat meeting we've had these past three years.
Pushing my child to read when she didn't want to was not my approach though. I really wanted her to love and enjoy reading like I do and not turn her off at a young age so I didn't force her to do it (well, except the coaxing I did about the weekly book chat book but that wasn't too hard because she helped to pick the titles).
I discovered that she enjoyed audio books so even though she *should* have been able to read the "Magic Tree House" series in 3rd and 4th grade, I still picked them up in audio format from the library for her (along with the hard copies in hopes she might pick them up and try to read some of it).
I chose more advanced books on audio as well to keep things interesting. It turned out that the whole family enjoyed audio books and we spent an entire winter season listening to the Series of Unfortunate Events in the car on the way to the ski mountain (btw, Tim Curry does a fab job with those audio books!).
But a lot of people questioned my approach to audio books because she wasn't actually 'reading' them. I felt she was gaining valuable lessons in understanding plots, characters, settings and other elements of fiction without the frustration of word decoding.
It worked for me and she was happy so we let the outsider comments slide.
Now this year I am finding that she's picking up chapter books on her own that are more challenging than I would have thought she could handle. And this is the first year she's read books I haven't read previously (I'm a closet Young Adult fiction fan). And when I'm picking her brain about the plot, she's right on with the info (yeah, I go ahead and read the titles afterwards because she usually peaks my interest).
It's taken four years to get there but she has arrived.
So that brings me to tonight.
She's been working on a sewing project for the Cumberland County 4-H Fashion Review and had to fill out her paperwork to enter the contest (the kids are judged on their project and then participate in a fashion show to feature it). She had to write her own commentary for the fashion show and talk about how she made her project (a fleece poncho), what pattern she used, etc. It also suggested she include her hobbies to wrap it up.
Here's what she wrote:
When G. is not sewing, she’s playing with her cats, taking pictures or reading.
Holy cow -- reading?
Like I said, it was a special moment for me.
Last Friday we went to the Kids Ice Fishing Derby on Thomas Pond. We'd never tried the sport and some friends suggested we go to the derby to learn how to do it.
The problem with learning something new is realizing what you don't know you don't know. Or in our case, simply not thinking through what the activity entailed and what we should bring. The kids preregistered for the derby so we knew the fishing gear was provided but we realized as soon as we got to the pond that we needed some other stuff.
Like chairs.
Snacks.
And other stuff to do to pass the time waiting for a nibble on the trap.
And in case you didn't know this already, sitting on ice is both wet and cold.
Yeah, clearly we didn't think things through.
But we're pretty good at going with the flow so the kids walked around to see derby volunteers drilling holes. They thought that was pretty cool, especially because the drill had to go almost to the hilt before it hit water.
The girls were given a hand with the traps and help baiting it by a derby volunteer.
Then the girls asked what they were supposed to do once their trap was set.
Uh, wait?
Well, the Almeida kids are used to moving around and being active so they decided to 'skate' around in their boots to pass the time.
A short while later a little girl in figure skates skated by. The crest-fallen look on my girls' faces prompted a pang of sympathy that I didn't think to bring our skates either.
After that, the girls crouched by their trap for a few minutes and I think this photo sort of sums up their thoughts about ice fishing that day.
We ended up spending about an hour total on the ice and did not catch anything. L. was pretty disappointed we didn't stick it out longer but I actually wasn't feeling well and had to get to the doctor's office for an appointment. We decided since we could keep the traps, we could try ice fishing again near our house .... and prepare better for the sport by bringing additional gear with us.
The derby was a busy place!
I stumbled across a cool sky observation activity to do with your family that is going on now through March 8.
Many people have never seen a sky full of stars because of the increase in light pollution. The website GLOBE at Night is asking people all over the world to sign up as an observer to help create a map to record what stars are being seen in different places around the globe.
You don't have to know all your stars/constellations to join the observation team (just Orion). The website presents a series of sky images and you choose the map that most closely resembles what you can see in the sky on the night you make your observation.
It does take a little effort on the part of the observer to find their lat/long coordinates for their observing location (i.e., your house) but the rest is pretty easy. No GPS is required (Google Earth can help find your coordinates as well as other mapping websites that are listed on GLOBE's site).
The observation recording started yesterday and continues through March 8. You can sign up at any time before that date to record your observation. You can do it once or multiple nights, it's up to you.
They had 60 countries participate in the observation project last year and the results were pretty interesting.
GLOBE at Night
The girls did some cross country skiing at Fuller Farm yesterday before having a snowshoeing adventure in the backyard with Fino.
L.'s friend made a jump on the hill and L. thought it was really fun. Its great to see how at ease the girls are on their 'skinny' skis.
Fino borrowed two pairs of snowshoes from his friend Amy and we had one pair of our own. Since I was feeling under-the-weather yesterday anyway, I opted out of the backyard adventure.
I was crashed on the couch for about 30 minutes (two hours of skiing wiped me out) before G. came flying in to the house.
"Mommy! Mommy! Daddy fell in the river!"
(It's actually a narrow stream about two feet deep at the most.)
In my groggy, not quite functional state I asked, "Is he still stuck?"
"Well no, but he says his foot is hurt."
"OK, but is he walking back home?"
"Yeah he is but he says he can't feel his foot. You have to help him!"
G. watched me slowly pick myself off the couch (abdominal pain does not lend itself to fast movements) and decided I wasn't going to be much help so she darted back outside again.
A few minutes later Fino walked in the door just as I was reaching for my coat.
His snowshoes and boots were covered in a thick layer of snow and ice and he was making the ooooh and aaaah sounds of someone in pain.
"What happened?" I asked, still at little out of it.
He recounted the events leading up to his icy tumble that included "joking around," "teasing the girls," "they warned me about the water but I didn't listen to them" and "I jumped on the log without checking it out first."
Once he finished, my sympathy for his plight waned and I continued to watch him fumbling with the equipment straps while walking around on the hallway carpet.
"Fino, you're going to rip the carpet with those snowshoe spikes. Take those things off."
"I can't get them off. My feet are frozen."
So I reached down and pulled off the snowshoe straps and his boots while the girls were twittering around him.
"Mommy, will daddy's feet be OK?"
"Yes, his feet will be fine. Are you ever going to do what he did?"
"No way mom."
"No, daddy didn't make a good decision today."
As I ran warm water in the bathtub for Fino to soak he reddish/purplish feet, he summed up the incident.
"Sorry mama, it was a guy thing."
The girls have been working on their Girl Scout Maine Lobster Patch and it's been fun learning experience for all of us.
After several weeks of lobster worksheets and trivia games at home, we were able to coordinate a visit to a lobster boat on Commercial Street in Portland thanks to the Gulf of Maine Research Institute for putting us in touch with Dave from the Lucky Catch.
The girls were introduced to lobster bait.
Then shown how a trap is baited. A dead fish is put in a mesh bag then a metal rod is threaded through the netting and placed in the center of the trap.
Dave explained how the lobster crawls in to the trap. We learned from an interesting website we found, that the first room of the trap is called the "kitchen" and because the lobster isn't smart enough to go out the way it came, it continues forward into the "bedroom" of the trap and gets stuck there.
There are small openings in the trap to allow for lobsters too small for market (under 1.25 pounds) to escape the trap while the legal catch size can't make it out of that hole. There is also a special tool used to measure the lobster's back to verify its size.
There are tanks in the boat to store the lobsters in salt water until they reach shore.
The girls learned that each lobster boat has their own special buoys. The lobsterman choose their colors and stick with them because that's how other lobstering boats can identify their traps. The girls were amused to hear that some lobstermen choose pink and/or purple for their buoys. The Lucky Catch uses green and red stripes.
The highlight of the lobster boat tour was the banding demonstration. L. was the first to get her 'claws' banded.
And of course everyone had to have a turn getting banded as well as operate the pliers.
Lobster claw elastics
My Girl Scouts learned a great deal about lobstering during their time on the Lucky Catch and can't wait until summertime when they can actually go out and bait, drop and pull traps as well as band claws on a Lucky Catch lobstering tour (I can't wait to try it too!).
Here are a few websites we liked about lobsters and lobstering if you're interested in learning more:
Catching LobstersLobster Tales & TriviaLobster Institute: FAQsA Lobster's LifeDiagram of lobster bodyNon-commercial lobstering regulations in MaineGulf of Maine Aquarium
We have our own cross country skiing terminology. It was inspired in part by a snowy disc golf game a few years back along with some terms the girls learned in ski school at Attitash while learning to downhill ski when they were younger.
Since L. is working on an outdoor education project for 4-H this year about cross country skiing and I have been serving as her camerawoman on the trails taking video and photos of the various techniques of skiing that she knows, I thought I'd share the basics for those teaching their children how to cross country ski.
Note: I'm not a great skier so this is really basic info and based on my own family's experience these past couple of years...DUCK WALK (aka the Herringbone)
This is one of the ski positions used to climb hills. On less powder, you really have to dig your edge into the snow (which is not as sharp as downhill skis so this takes some practice) to climb a steep hill. Side-step is another way to climb a hill.
FRENCH FRY (aka the Straight Run)
This is the 'fast' position when going down hills. It's also the position for classic skiing.
PIZZA PIE (aka Snowplow, Stop)
This is the slow down and/or stop position. It's important to teach kids this position and make sure they don't cross the tips of their skis while doing it. Another way to slow down is to drag the ski poles on the snow behind you. We've done that a few times this winter when the conditions have been particularly icy and controlling ski edges has been hard.
One of the games we play at our 4-H Ski Club is Simon Says. It's a great way to teach the kids these positions in a fun way. Plus, learning to jump in to the various positions (with or without poles, depending on their ability and/or soft powder conditions for falling down ;) is a great way to learn balance while training legs and feet to get in to the positions without having to look down.
L's ski lesson #1
And sometimes you go down a hill in fairly icy conditions, like we did a Riverside Golf Course in Portland this past Sunday, on a wing and prayer that you won't fall down. The kids made it look easy; Kate and I obviously didn't pray hard enough ...
Learn more about Geocaching Travel Bugs here.
The race was designed to encourage kids to learn more about technology through 4-H. The girls' club launched 4-H Walker back in September and L. was charged with tracking it online and reporting it's progress to the club at their monthly meetings.
The object of the race is to see how many miles your club's TB can travel by May 2008. The trick is that the kids are at the mercy of other geocachers picking up 4-H Walker and moving it along.
It turns out 4-H Walker has had some good karma.
The yellow lines track the path the TB has traveled to date.
It started off in a geocache near Sebago Lake and has traveled to Wisconsin, New Hampshire and Florida before jet-setting over to Switzerland. L. had to find a web translator tool to read the post made by a German geocacher.
She loved that.
Now after nearly two months in Switzerland, the TB is enjoying the sand and sun in....
... Aruba.
Yup, I bet I have a few friends here that might like to be 4-H Walker today.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, 4-H Walker has traveled 13,355 miles so far. The kids are certain they are going to win ;-)
Read more about Geocaching in Kid Tracks - the Retro version
And in case you didn't know this already, sitting on ice is both wet and cold.
Yeah, clearly we didn't think things through.
But we're pretty good at going with the flow so the kids walked around to see derby volunteers drilling holes. They thought that was pretty cool, especially because the drill had to go almost to the hilt before it hit water.
The girls were given a hand with the traps and help baiting it by a derby volunteer.
Then the girls asked what they were supposed to do once their trap was set.
Uh, wait?
Well, the Almeida kids are used to 
A short while later a little girl in figure skates skated by. The crest-fallen look on my girls' faces prompted a pang of sympathy that I didn't think to bring our skates either.
After that, the girls crouched by their trap for a few minutes and I think this photo sort of sums up their thoughts about ice fishing that day.
We ended up spending about an hour total on the ice and did not catch anything. L. was pretty disappointed we didn't stick it out longer but I actually wasn't feeling well and had to get to the doctor's office for an appointment. We decided since we could keep the traps, we could try ice fishing again near our house .... and prepare better for the sport by bringing additional gear with us.
I was crashed on the couch for about 30 minutes (two hours of skiing wiped me out) before G. came flying in to the house.
"Mommy! Mommy! Daddy fell in the river!"
(It's actually a narrow stream about two feet deep at the most.)
In my groggy, not quite functional state I asked, "Is he still stuck?"
"Well no, but he says his foot is hurt."
"OK, but is he walking back home?"
"Yeah he is but he says he can't feel his foot. You have to help him!"
G. watched me slowly pick myself off the couch (abdominal pain does not lend itself to fast movements) and decided I wasn't going to be much help so she darted back outside again.
A few minutes later Fino walked in the door just as I was reaching for my coat.
His snowshoes and boots were covered in a thick layer of snow and ice and he was making the ooooh and aaaah sounds of someone in pain.
"What happened?" I asked, still at little out of it.
He recounted the events leading up to his icy tumble that included "joking around," "teasing the girls," "they warned me about the water but I didn't listen to them" and "I jumped on the log without checking it out first."
Once he finished, my sympathy for his plight waned and I continued to watch him fumbling with the equipment straps while walking around on the hallway carpet.
"Fino, you're going to rip the carpet with those snowshoe spikes. Take those things off."
"I can't get them off. My feet are frozen."
So I reached down and pulled off the snowshoe straps and his boots while the girls were twittering around him.
"Mommy, will daddy's feet be OK?"
"Yes, his feet will be fine. Are you ever going to do what he did?"
"No way mom."
"No, daddy didn't make a good decision today."
As I ran warm water in the bathtub for Fino to soak he reddish/purplish feet, he summed up the incident.
"Sorry mama, it was a guy thing."
The girls were introduced to lobster bait.
Then shown how a trap is baited. A dead fish is put in a mesh bag then a metal rod is threaded through the netting and placed in the center of the trap.
Dave explained how the lobster crawls in to the trap. We learned from an 
There are small openings in the trap to allow for lobsters too small for market (under 1.25 pounds) to escape the trap while the 
There are tanks in the boat to store the lobsters in salt water until they reach shore.
The girls learned that each lobster boat has their own special buoys. The lobsterman choose their colors and stick with them because that's how other lobstering boats can identify their traps. The girls were amused to hear that some lobstermen choose pink and/or purple for their buoys. The Lucky Catch uses green and red stripes.
The highlight of the lobster boat tour was the banding demonstration. L. was the first to get her 'claws' banded.
And of course everyone had to have a turn getting banded as well as operate the pliers.
Lobster claw elastics
My Girl Scouts learned a great deal about lobstering during their time on the Lucky Catch and can't wait until summertime when they can actually go out and bait, drop and pull traps as well as band claws on a 
Here are a few websites we liked about lobsters and lobstering if you're interested in learning more:
FRENCH FRY (aka the Straight Run)
This is the 'fast' position when going down hills. It's also the position for classic skiing.
PIZZA PIE (aka Snowplow, Stop)
This is the slow down and/or stop position. It's important to teach kids this position and make sure they don't cross the tips of their skis while doing it. Another way to slow down is to drag the ski poles on the snow behind you. We've done that a few times this winter when the conditions have been particularly icy and controlling ski edges has been hard.
One of the games we play at our 4-H Ski Club is Simon Says. It's a great way to teach the kids these positions in a fun way. Plus, learning to jump in to the various positions (with or without poles, depending on their ability and/or soft powder conditions for falling down ;) is a great way to learn balance while training legs and feet to get in to the positions without having to look down.
L's ski lesson #1
And sometimes you go down a hill in fairly icy conditions, like we did a Riverside Golf Course in Portland this past Sunday, on a wing and prayer that you won't fall down. The kids made it look easy;