Friday, May 2, 2014

About the Suzuki Method


Every Child Can Learn
More than fifty years ago, Japanese violinist Shinichi Suzuki realized the implications of the fact that children the world over learn to speak their native language with ease. He began to apply the basic principles of language acquisition to the learning of music, and called his method the mother-tongue approach. The ideas of parent responsibility, loving encouragement, constant repetition, etc., are some of the special features of the Suzuki approach.

Parent Involvement
As when a child learns to talk, parents are involved in the musical learning of their child. They attend lessons with the child and serve as “home teachers” during the week. One parent often learns to play before the child, so that s/he understands what the child is expected to do. Parents work with the teacher to create an enjoyable learning environment.

Early Beginning
The early years are crucial for developing mental processes and muscle coordination. Listening to music should begin at birth; formal training may begin at age three or four, but it is never too late to begin.

Listening
Children learn words after hearing them spoken hundreds of times by others. Listening to music every day is important, especially listening to pieces in the Suzuki repertoire so the child knows them immediately.
 
Repetition
Constant repetition is essential in learning to play an instrument. Children do not learn a word or piece of music and then discard it. They add it to their vocabulary or repertoire, gradually using it in new and more sophisticated ways.

Encouragement
As with language, the child’s effort to learn an instrument should be met with sincere praise and encouragement. Each child learns at his/her own rate, building on small steps so that each one can be mastered. Children are also encouraged to support each other’s efforts, fostering an attitude of generosity and cooperation.

Learning with Other Children
In addition to private lessons, children participate in regular group lessons and performance at which they learn from and are motivated by each other.



Graded Repertoire
Children do not practice exercises to learn to talk, but use language for its natural purpose of communication and self-expression. Pieces in the Suzuki repertoire are designed to present technical problems to be learned in the context of the music rather than through dry technical exercises.

Delayed Reading
Children learn to read after their ability to talk has been well established. In the same way, children should develop basic technical competence on their instruments before being taught to read music.

Are Suzuki Kids Prodigies?
Are Suzuki students musical geniuses? Are they ‘gifted’ children who have a special talent for music? Are their parents professional musicians?
Fortunately, Suzuki students are normal children whose parents may have little or no musical experience. Their parents have simply chosen to introduce them to music through the Suzuki approach, a unique philosophy of music education developed by Shinichi Suzuki.

The Suzuki Legacy
Shinichi Suzuki was a violinist, educator, philosopher and humanitarian. Born in 1898, he studied violin in Japan for some years before going to Germany in the 1920s for further study. After the end of World War II, Dr. Suzuki devoted his life to the development of the method he calls Talent Education.
Suzuki based his approach on the belief that “Musical ability is not an inborn talent but an ability which can be developed. Any child who is properly trained can develop musical ability, just as all children develop the ability to speak their mother tongue. The potential of every child is unlimited.”
Dr. Suzuki’s goal was not simply to develop professional musicians, but to nurture loving human beings and help develop each child’s character through the study of music.

The above article can be found at https://suzukiassociation.org/

Parent Perspective
Early on as a home educated family, we integrated the Suzuki method of learning music into our lifestyle. Our exposer to this method of musical training began when our oldest was 4 and started taking violin lessons at the Wausau Conservatory of Music.  One of my earliest impressions of the Suzuki Method was the flow of communication and relationship between the child, parent and teacher.  I love the level of parental involvement!  WARNING:  These are not the traditional lessons where the child is deposited in a teacher’s home or studio and then retrieved 30 min later.
 
Example:
Music lessons for us are attended armed with notebook, writing utensil, music books, and quiet games or books for the other children to enjoy while they wait for their lesson time.  As the involved parent, I sit in the lesson recording notes that are directed towards me by my child’s teacher concerning the various pieces they are working on. 
These notes are what we use for reference during that child’s daily practice sessions at home during the week; practice sessions that are executed with 100% parental involvement.  This means that if Elsa is practicing ½ hour per day, then I am directing that practice session according to the notes jotted down during that week’s lesson.  I will say that as my kids have gotten older, because of time conflicts, I no longer attend the music lessons of the 2 oldest.  They attend lessons on their own, but the teachers are great at weekly communication, keeping me updated with feedback pertaining to progress.
 I have all 7 lessons scheduled on the same day, because the violin students are also involved in a weekly violin group class.  One child plays with the Wausau Area Youth Symphony and also the Conservatory Chamber Group and the 2 younger violin students are participating in Jr. WAYS this year, so this means we are at the Conservatory 3 days a week.  

Why so much detail? Is all this information really necessary?  Maybe not, but as a parent who is watching our family’s lives being shaped by music, I’m passionate about communicating the benefits and “how-to” of this lifestyle.  Watching your child grow from mastering “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”, to playing Vivaldi in a concert is indescribable joy that I would love for more parents to experience.  I have four violinists and three pianist at varying abilities right now, but listening to them play together is so rewarding.  Yes, my kids fuss and argue just like all kids; but music has given them a common ground to gather on and an opportunity for the older to instruct and mentor the younger. 

The key word here, as with home schooling, is Lifestyle.  Keep First Things First.  For our family order is; Jesus, music, school.  Read the Bible, then hit the music. Why music before school? Speaking from experience, I can guarantee that a music lesson is more easily brushed aside than the math or grammar, and it’s easier to fit in an extra math lesson at the end of the week than to make up for missed practice days.

Tips for practice:
Allowing the children to pick a small treat from a designated stash is a great way to wrap up daily practice.
 If you are cheerful about practice, it’s more likely they will be too.
Use non-verbal corrections; a gentle touch on the arm, an adjustment of the bow, a tap on the elbow. 
Keep the talking to a minimum. Children get bored with talking.
Take the lead regardless of what the child appears to want …young children are not very good at making intelligent choices about matters that set their future lives.
A 10 min. happy practice is better than a 30 min grumpy, tearful practice.
 
The Suzuki method is great at preparing children to perform.  My children love and look forward to the concerts that occur during various times of the year.  Finding a teacher that provides and participates in opportunities for performances is crucial.  If children are not instructed in the beauty of gifting others with their music, playing to create an atmosphere of worship, or for the sole reason of bringing God glory, they are being deprived of a truly complete musical education. 

We are 11 years into this Suzuki experience, and I would not trade one minute of it.  The heavy “ear training” involved in this program has enabled my kid to easily pick up church songs and worship choruses.  Not a day goes by that He is not exalted in our home through music. 



     



Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Music Matters....the benefit of music lessons


1. BRAIN POWER
Music and math are very much connected.  Musical beat, rhythm, and scales introduced at an early age easily translate into fractions, division and patterns. "More and more studies show a correlation between higher academic achievements with children who are exposed to music," says children's music specialist Meredith LeVande of MonkeyMonkeyMusic.com. "Music simply stimulates parts of the brain that are related to reading, math, and emotional development."  Many studies have shown a direct correlation between musical training and improved language development, IQ, Academic performance, creativity, and problem solving skills.

2. IMPROVED MEMORY
"Further research has shown that participation in music at an early age can help improve a child's learning ability and memory by stimulating different patterns of brain development," says Maestro Eduardo Marturet, a conductor, composer and musical director for the Miami Symphony Orchestra.  Children with music training have significantly better verbal memory that those without such training.  The longer the training, the better the verbal memory.  (Ho,Y.C., Cheung, M.C., & Chan, A. 2003. Neuropsychology, 12)

3. SOCIALLY
"Socially, children who become involved in a musical group or ensemble learn important life skills, such as how to relate to others, how to work as a team and appreciate the rewards that come from working together, and the development of leadership skills and discipline," says Marturet, who also oversees the MISO Young Artist program in South Florida, which allows young musicians to hone their musical skills as part of a professional orchestra.  Kids, spanning a wide age range, involved in an orchestra will see value in each participating musician based on dedication, teamwork, discipline, character, and perseverance; not value based on similar age.

4. CONFIDENCE BUILDER
"They find that they can develop a skill by themselves, that they can get better and better," says Elizabeth Dotson-Westphalen, a music teacher and performer.  Children who study a musical instrument are more likely to excel in all of their studies, work better in teams, have enhanced critical thinking skills, stay in school, and pursue further education.

5. TEACHES PATIENCE
Music practice refines discipline and patience.  There are no instant results; learning to play well means persevering through hours, weeks and months of practice.  Children learn the concept of delayed gratification, improved patience, and respect for a method they may not fully understand at the present moment.    

6. IT CAN HELP THEM CONNECT
Who doesn't sometimes feel a little disconnected from their lives? Music can be a much-needed connection between children and parents.   "It can satisfy the need to unwind from the worries of life …it makes people more alive and connected with one another," says Michael Jolkovski, a psychologist who specializes in musicians.

7. CONSTANT LEARNING
In some pursuits, you can never truly learn everything there is to know. Music is like that. "It is inexhaustible -- there is always more to learn," says Jolkovski.  A good music teacher will share with their students how they are still furthering their musical education; how they are still pushing themselves. 

8. EXPRESSION
How can kids really express themselves? One great way is through the arts -- like music. "It gives pleasure and expresses nuances of emotional life for which there are no words," says Jolkovski.  Most  importantly, music gives an expressive dimension to our worship and individual communication with our Creator.   Col3:23 “And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men”, when music is practiced with this verse in mind, it becomes a sacrifice praise, not just another academic.

9. DISCIPLINE
To improve in music, you have to not only do well and pay close attention in class, but devote regular time to daily practice.  And not just playing the instrument, but smart practice. That requires discipline.  "Exposing kids to musical instruments is the key. They are naturally curious and excited about them -- and the discipline that parents AND kids learn by sticking with it is a lesson in itself," says Mira Stulberg-Halpert of 3D Learner Inc., who works with children who have ADHD.

10. CREATIVITY

Above all, playing music -- particularly as kids get to more advanced levels in it -- is a creative pursuit. Creatively is good for the mind, body and soul.

Cookies... a year later

Here it is a year later and I'm getting around to wrapping up the "cookie" post.  Shame.

Well, it was successful....the kids sold 78 dozen and I decided to try it again this year for the Easter season.

The kids received an enthusiastic response when they started knocking doors and asking friends and family;  we ended up selling 120 dozen without hardly trying!!! It was crazy...people who ordered last year doubled and tripled their order this year.  Seeing that all the money went to missions and youth camps, this has been a worthy cause and the kids and I are up for it again next year!

We are very thankful to see the Lord blessing our efforts.



Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Slow Death by Baking

Cookies......Cakes......Purses......WMTA (the kids upcoming music competition) are the latest obsessions in the Von Haden house these past few weeks. 

 
Having two kids in 1440 Youth Group at church, fund-raising is frequently a topic of conversation when it comes to paying for youth camps and conventions.  So, with General Youth Congress happening this year, I decided to step up the effort on my part to generate some income for 1440.  Hmmm,....what...to....do....?


Reuben is trying his best to convince me to let him decorate a cookie.


Well, I have this thing for making and decorating "Roberta's Famous Cut-out Cookies" and it has even proven to be a source of relaxation after a long day of homeschooling, (Did I really just type that?) therefore I had this great idea to make and sell decorated Easter cookies.  No big deal, just eggs and crosses.  Keep it simple, right? 
Most Awesome Cookie Poster!!!!
Knowing I would need some posters and fliers, I contacted the best graphic designer I knew, Sis Hilderbrand.  Wow, she took the few photos I submitted to her and created the most incredible cookie posters ever!
In fact, one member of my family, living under our    very own roof, forked over $15.00 and pre-ordered
    2 dozen!  I tried to reason with them telling them that
    we may end up with cookies that don't sell, but they
    stood firm and insisted on placing an order to insure
    their share.  (I'm planing on placing the blame on the
    poster designer if this ordering gets out of control!)

            The kids have gone out once so far to collect orders, and that has resulted in over 15 dozen so far.  Jubal told one of our neighbours about the sale and they ordered 2 doz. without even seeing the "Most Awesome Cookie Poster"! 


I've decided the best way to stay ahead on this, is to make and frost cookies every waking hour.  Not really. 

Marilla is a huge help by mixing up batches of cookies and frosting for me as I request them.  She also has a love for baking and has put in late hours helping in the "Sprinkles Dept." as I frost them. 

Last night we were up 'till 11:30 putting the finishing touches on about 80 crosses, drinking tea, and enjoying the opportunity to decorate cookies with out having to have a stand-off with most of the other family members.  The one good thing that will come out of this, if nothing else, is that my kids will be so sick of licking frosting off of beaters and out of bowls, they'll never argue over this privilege again!                                                                                     
 
After last night, Marilla and I decided that something will have to be done as far as storage.  We are running out of space in our freezers.  What a great problem to have! 
Seeing that this blog entry is just at the beginning of this "Great Cookie Adventure" its a little early to tell how it will all end.  Hopefully, I will be posting a happy and successful ending to my first endeavor into fund raising at the end of the month.
 
So, in closing; if you need an incredible poster designer, talk to anyone who knows Sis Hilderbrand and her sweet skills; if you want to buy a cookie, give me a ring; and if you want to lick the beaters or the bowl, line up with the kids (Jubal might let you cut in line behind him). 
 
 
 
 
P.S.  I forgot the part about the cakes and purses, so here's a couple pic's of Andie's 7th Birthday cake from this past week and also the purse I made for one of Elsa's little friend's birthday party she'll be attending in a few days. Also, Simeon and Marilla's WMTA results will be in after they play on Saturday, so I'd recomend that you stay away from the house 'till then. Tension is running high.
 
In short: Creativity is good for the soul....and the psych ward.
 
Whoo's Turning 7.....?
Andie Lou Who!



A new design...we'll see how it'll go over.  Jubal had a few things to say about it, if you can imagine that.
 
 




Monday, January 7, 2013

Pictorial Updates

 

The wonderful skating warming house with free skate rentals in our little town.

Elsa after 2 min of skating, now waiting for stitches.


Christmas morning waiting to open the stockings.

2012 Christmas Concert at the Wausau Conservatory of Music.
They played Carol of the Bells and did a beautiful job!


Sunday, January 6, 2013

I'm watching you....always watching!

Sunday.  Crazy schedule.  Rushed morning.  2 hours+ total drive time.  Dishes from dessert last night still in the sink.  Forgot to drink coffee.  Massive headache.  Kids dressing each other.  Mom redressing kids. 

Where is this going?  I'm just trying to justify, to myself, why we ended up at the local Chinese buffet this afternoon after dumping a ton of currency on groceries the day before.  ( I have not been grocery shopping "for real" since before Christmas.)  Every time we step foot in a restaurant, something inside me cringes.  Eating out with 9 people is not exactly budget friendly and I'm forever calculating in my head how much everything would cost if it was coming out of my kitchen, served by my waitstaff.  The only time I don't do this is when we eat at  Shanghai Grill because I could never produce that many different kinds of oriental dishes with the groceries I purchase from Aldi. (A shout out to my favorite store!  Woo Hoo!!)  Anyway, we ate out and I'm ok with that....now.

We had been there for about 30 min. and the kids were in full swing of sampling every fried item on the buffet, when on my way back with my second plate; don't judge me, a man siting on the aisle asked me if those were my kids that were making multiple trips to the buffet.  Not missing a beat, I proudly said, "Yes, they are!".  The gentleman proceeded to compliment me on their behavior and how nicely they were dressed.  "I drive city transit," he said "and you don't see kids like that any more.  What ever you're doing, don't stop.  It's working."  About 10 minutes later, a lady stopped by our table and commented on the two younger girls' behavior she had observed while they were in the restroom.  "So polite and such manners!  So encouraging to see....thank you!" 

After these two encounters, I turned to the kids, thanked them for their efforts and reminded them why we use manners and treat others with respect.  Not only because it's pleasing to Jesus, but because it's pleasing to other people.  And, being followers of Jesus we need to show His love and act as He would if He were there,.....because He is!  John 13:35 By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.

You don't have to have a large family for more than 2 minutes before you realize that everyone within a 50 yard radius is watching you.  Actually, staring would be a more appropriate term.  So, as a parent, I've learn to use this to my advantage.  As soon as someone is misbehaving I like to gently whisper in their ear, "Everyone is watching you and they're wondering why your acting like a [take 4 years of their current age] year old."  This causes them to glance around quite rapidly and reduce their behavior to silent sulking, or embarassment. 

Some might disagree with this method, wanting to raise their children to not be burdened with worrying about what others think and say about them.....wanting their children to feel "Free to be their own person!" *gag*  Well, this is why I choose to raise my kids to care what others think about their behavior.

I Cor 6:20 For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.  

We were all born in sin with a sin nature.  That means it's our natural tendancy to sin against God and without his sacrifice, without the shedding his blood, without Him taking our place, we have no hope of salvation from our sin, the curse of eternal death, and seperation from our Creator.  Our 4 oldest children have all come to this realization, and have surrendered their lives to Jesus, asking for His forgiveness, following His command to be baptized, and have received the infilling of the Holy Ghost!  Does this mean they are perfect? NO!  It does mean that when they fall, they repent, get up and keep going.  It means that they are responsive to the prompting of the Holy Ghost and the Godly encouragement of their parents and those God has placed in authority over them.  It means that they know that they've been "bought".  They're not a slave to sin any more.  They have been seperated from the "world".   They are in love with Jesus and they "owe" him their lives.  They represent their Creator and through their actions they are presenting Jesus to their world. 

Way to go Von Haden 6!  I'm so proud to be your Mother.  Keep up the good work and keep pointing to Jesus through your works!  

Matthew 5:16   Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.  



 



Thursday, January 3, 2013

Heros

Ah! The New Year...

We spent New Year's Eve with my mom, Roberta, in Eau Claire and were blessed to hear Bro. Ray Nicholls preach at Pentecostal Assembly's New Year's service.
For those of you who may not know, Ray Nicholls was the principal of, and his wife Judy, taught at the school that I attended.  Of the 12+ years I attended New Hope Christian School, they were there for at least 10.  Since then, Ray Nicholls and his wife have spent quite a few years as missionaries traveling to various parts of the former Soviet Union, Europe and the Middle East.
So yes, after not seeing him for about 14 years, I was very excited!  I guess I've referenced his wisdom and Bible teaching more than once, because Simeon mentioned to my mom that night in church, "Wow, this is really great getting to see him in person!"

A missionary a hero?  You bet!  I'm glad my boys don't look to athletes and movie stars for inspiration or examples.  Our culture is lacking true role models, and it pains me to see the "celebrities" parents allow their children to follow on Facebook and Twitter, read about in trashy fashion magazines, obsessing over their "love life", and watching their lame "Reality TV" shows.

My boys' Heroes?  I'm glad you asked.

Their Dad, Eugene
John Tandberg
Ray Nicholls
Derald Hilderbrand
Grandpa Harmsen
Travis Rose
Avery Ritchie
Uncle Tim
Bill Mueller
Adam Zogota
Nick Krcma


This is just a partial list of the Heroes in our family....(you would have tuned out by now if I'd attempted to list them all.)  Oh, you don't recognize the names?  That's O.K.  These men are not about popularity, but holiness, faith, and Godly character. 

So, Thanks to all the men who are "Hero" to my boys.  Please don't become famous or get your own reality show....just be real, Real Men of Faith.

Heb 11:32-34
And what shall I more say? for the time would fail me to tell of Gedeon, and of Barak, and of Samson, and of Jephthae; of David also, and Samuel, and of the prophets:
Who through faith subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions,
Quenched the violence of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, out of weakness were made strong, waxed valiant in fight, turned to flight the armies of the aliens.

Monday, December 24, 2012

Renewed Passion

For those of you who have responded graciously and enthusiastically to my past blog posts, I am making my #2 New Year's Resolution to renew regular blogging.  (Blogging rhymes with Flogging, sometimes it would seem they have a connection.) So, if you have any interest in what I have interest, please feel free to follow my attempts in chronicling my developing passion; my family.

God Bless.

Christmas Letter 2012


Merry Christmas! 

First off, I would like to apologize for the change in delivery and format.  In the middle of all our many incredible blessings this holiday season, our printer "passed away".  So, this has forced me to publish an e-version of our Christmas letter.  I know not everyone is comfortable navigating the "web" or even has access to Internet in their home, so to those of you who took the extra time and effort to read this, "Thank You".


I am writing this the morning after hosting our first Wittenberg Neighborhood Christmas Party! The simple pleasures of celebrating the season, singing carols, and enjoying good food in the atmosphere of our own home is yet another blessing to be thankful for.  Eugene and I have come to appreciate and enjoy our friends that surround us here on Summit St. in Wittenberg.  We thank God every day for allowing us the privilege to serve him in such a beautiful setting, surrounded by such wonderful people.  We continue to seek His will, longing to share His love with those around us.

To one or two of you who have a genuine interest in the part of our family classified under "Animal Kingdom", here are a few tid-bits.  The cats have been removed to a country farm.  They were confusing the dirty laundry and the litter box.  Not acceptable.  So, since one of the cats had belonged to Jubal, he was re-gifted with 2 gerbils on his birthday.  We ended up with one of each gender and I suffered a mild heart-attack when I did some research and found out that they breed every 20 -30 days!  Jubal was pumped.  He kept saying, "Well, I'm expecting pups any day now!" But alas, no pups. The female must be barren. 
Kin-Ring is faring well, and is taking to streaking out of the house whenever the door opens a crack.  He now is receiving a special correctional collar for Christmas.  Needless to say, he's in for a surprise. Parmalee The Bunny is doing well, hopping about the house whenever Kin is outside.

As usual, 2012 brought some changes to our family dynamics.  The most important event was Eugene's mother, Louise, moving in.  This has such a blessing to our family and and any adjustment that has needed to be made has been for the better.  The laundry is organized and done in a more timely fashion (thanks to Louise), Reuben and Elsa have their own private reading tutor, and the children have a non-critic in the house when practicing their music. (Yes, I can be a little overbearing/critical after so many years of lessons.)  Louise has sat through many an impromptu drum session that makes me want to break drum sticks and hands, yet she responds with nothing but praise; amazed at the talent.  (She does agree with me that all the children are in need of hearing-aids, so together we have threatened the kids that if they don't start listening better, they will be the only residents in town under the age of 60 wearing these devices super glued in their ears!) The children are enjoying having Grandma Louise with us and have spend many late nights talking with Grandma in her room long after Eugene and I have retired for the evening.  What a blessing that they will have a relationship with her that few are privileged to have with their grandparents.

Simeon turned 15 in October and is wearing his fathers shoes.  Literally.  He is in 9th grade and doing very well in his studies.  He is enjoying an on-line class this year, reading and discussing books such as The Federalist Papers, The Anti-Federalist Papers, A Tale of Two Cities, Communist Manifesto, Mein Kampf, and many other great literary works.    His teacher has been very pleased with his written assignments and level of discussion/participation, and needless to say, Eugene and I have been very pleased with the opportunities that this class has afforded him. Simeon is doing well in his violin studies and now plays with  the Wausau Area Youth Symphony.  He really enjoys this opportunity and is excelling more than ever.  He has ski fever now that we have snow, and is out in the back yard every spare moment sculpting his terrain park.  Update: I caught him snowboarding off the garage roof today as Marilla was filming his recklessness.

Marilla also had her birthday in October turning 13. She is a lover of Jane Austin books and is reading Jayne Eyre by Charlotte Bronte for the second time this year.  She is a huge help around the house and even did some of the Christmas baking this year.  (Her spritz cookies were beautiful!)  She is doing well in her 7th grade studies, and is taking on the challenge of teaching Andie to read.  She loves playing the piano and will spend hours playing and singing various church choruses.  She did take a few classical piano pieces to the State Competition level, but did not place.  (One of the judges noted that she was tapping her foot while playing...drat that foot tapping!)  She has picked up a regular babysitting job in addition to her dog walking, and is learning time management skills due to the fact that this job is from 9 - 12 in the morning, during reg school hours.  Ahh...real world skills!  Much to her delight, she is learning French this year, and enjoying the challenges that go with it.

Jubal is 11, an avid reader, master of retaining information and obsessed with LEGO's 24/7.  He's plodding along in his piano, being kept afloat by performances.  He loves performing and the accolades that go with it, but the everyday practice; not so much. ( I've seen some of the other kids struggle with this and I just have to be willing to keep pushing them until they get over the hump and embrace it themselves....not a party, but worth it.....someday.)  Jubal has forged ahead this year into the job market with his own business.  He has a few "clients", as he refers to them, who pay him to return their empty trash cans to their garages after the garbage truck makes its rounds.  He is very faithful in this little job and is looking to acquire even more responsibilities in the neighborhood.  I have noticed a new level of responsibility in his schooling in just the past month and am very encouraged with this trend.  Being able to move from one subject to the next without prompting is a huge step in the right direction and Eugene and I are thankful for this.
Overheard Conversation:
Jubal: Marilla, if you let me use your Nook e-reader tonight, I'll let you use it when ever you want to.
Marilla: Jubal, it's mine.  I can use it when ever I want.

Elsa is still retaining the office of  Local Viking Princess.  She is in her 9th year of this position and no competitors have challenged her.  She is loving her violin and is in the Jr. WAYS group at the Conservatory.  This younger version of the Wausau Area Youth Symphony is a much smaller group but has been a great source of musical education and opportunity for Elsa.  She looks forward every week to getting together with her little friends to playing their instruments together.  She is a budding artist and impresses us every day with her artistic talent.  We would have to build a new wing on the house just to hold all her drawings and paintings.  She is really improving in her reading and has moved onto chapter books, but only while reading to Grandma!  (Thank God for Louise!) We are still waiting for all this talent and ability to transfer into "Bedroom Cleaning" but, I have a feeling we're going to be waiting for a long time to see any enthusiasm in this area.

Reuben is loving 1st grade and is a little math whizz working on multiplication, division, and fractions!  He also enjoys reading to Grandma Louise and is always rewarded with a piece of chocolate or candy when he has done his best!  (Yes, there are days when Grandma withholds the treat knowing that he could have tried harder and I'm thankful for her discernment and consistency, but this has only happened a few times.  He's a quick learner.)  Reuben is a snuggler and being 7 has not diminished this urge at all.  He loves to get a few moments of good snuggle time in with his mom each day and is not embarrassed at all to remind her.  He baffles the household with his consistent diet of brown bread, P.B. apples, beans and his love of steamed broccoli. He and Simeon share a twin size bed as he does not like to sleep alone and he loves his oldest brother.  Simeon in return, is very kind to him, building LEGO's and reading to him at night. Reuben really enjoys playing piano and is progressing quite nicely, not needing much prompting to practice. *Whew*

Andie is 6 and has turned into a little speed demon on her bike.  This graduation from training wheels has turned my stomach more that once. She loves to pedal down the sidewalk as fast as she can and then try to pull a few "moves" on her bike all the while the handle bars are wobbling violently and she's looking to see if we're watching! Good Grief.  Talk about an early grave; for the both of us!  She is quite the giggler and weeper, mastering "Hurt Feelings".  She loves Reuben and Elsa and the three of them make quite a team.  Her front teeth are finally coming in, after years of missing at least one or both, which is resulting in her looking cuter than ever.  She takes violin lessons along with Simeon and Elsa, and even played with the other five siblings as they played "Carol of the Bells" in 6 parts for the annual Christmas Concert at the Conservatory.  She is learning to read this year and enjoying all the new books that are being read to her that came with her curriculum. A favorite of hers is the James Harriot Collection for Children, she loves these gentle stories about animals and their country vet.  For some strange reason she feels quite comfortable in telling Grandma Louise what to do and how things work around our home.  Andie informed us that since she is no longer the latest addition to the family, now that Grandma has moved in, she ranks higher in the pecking order and therefore can give supervision and guidance to our latest family member. Thankfully Grandma has accepted this with good humor.

Eugene is still working for Liberty Mutual and I am still working for The Family.  Both jobs are rewarding, but mine has better benefits. 


Eugene bought a used pop-up camper this fall and we went on our first All-Family camping trip in October.  My mom, my sister Eliza and her family, and my brother Josh with his wife and kids were all there and other than the incident of Reuben getting separated from the other boys and biking 2 miles to a Ranger Station, we had a blast! ( He mentioned to me that he was scared, but that he asked Jesus to help him.)  5 Adults and 13 kids. The kids enjoyed it so much they were planning more camping trips before the week was even over! We are so thankful for such a wonderful family to share these beautiful memories with! (Ignore the man in the gray pants behind the log, he's my sister-in-law's husband.)
   
In closing, to repeat the words of William Wadsworth Longfellow:

"God is not dead, nor does he sleep....", and Isaiah 55:8, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts."
It is of the utmost importance during this season of happiness for some, and yet grief for others, that we remember and lean on the ultimate truth of the Scripture.  That is to put God in his rightful place and stay in ours.  God is never surprised by the circumstances that surprise and grieve us. He is still God.  He is still in control and he is still on His throne.  Yes, He was that infant born in a cattle feeding trough many years ago...but before that, he was the WORD speaking our world in to existence and forming man out of dust, creating galaxies we have yet to discover and ocean depths yet to be explored. Job 38:4 "Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding."  Who are we to question God?  Who are we to doubt the scripture?   Romans 9:20, "...O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus?"   Isaiah 29:16 ".... for shall the work say of him that made it, He made me not? or shall the thing framed say of him that framed it, He had no understanding? Is it possible that our Creator is more knowledgeable that his creation?  Is it possible that we have erred, not Him?  I would encourage all of us during this season to once again, seek after Christ.  Instead of questioning Him and His ways, let us respond to Him and His offer of salvation. 

Down from His glory,
Ever living story,
My God and Savior came,
And Jesus was His Name.
Born in a manger,
To His own a stranger,
A Man of sorrows, tears and agony.

O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all.
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.


What condescension,
Bringing us redemption;
That in the dead of night,
Not one faint hope in sight,
God, gracious, tender,
Laid aside His splendor,
Stooping to woo, to win, to save my soul

O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all.
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.

Without reluctance,
Flesh and blood His substance,
He took the form of man,
Revealed the hidden plan,
O glorious myst'ry
Sacrifice of Calv'ry,
And now I know Thou art the great 'I Am'

Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday Jesus- We're so glad you came, The Von Hadens
 


Faces of the Von Haden 6

Marilla age 13


Elsa age 9


Andrea age 6


Simeon age 15


Jubal age 11


Reuben age 7

Sunday, December 23, 2012

An apology to all of you who have checked out my blog to read the Christmas Letter.  I have been sick in bed for 2 days now, feeling very uninspired.  I am periodically working on it and anyone would think that it would be no problem, having all this time on my hands, to just pump it out!  Well, that's not the way my brain works.
So, if you would please pray for my health.  I need to get out of bed and tend to my house and family and the Christmas Letter.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Letter Delay

Greetings to those of you who have come by to read our annual Christmas Letter. 

ARGH....

I have been hit with the flu and fever.  I am mid-letter but my brain is running a little slow, so please accept this apology....I will have it posted in the next few days.

Much love and Christmas blessing.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Christmas? Already? *sigh*

How is it that I don't even remember celebrating Thanksgiving, and yet here we are, three weeks out from Christmas?  I have no idea where the time went and honestly I don't have time to wonder, I'm wandering. Yes, wandering in and out of music lesson and the walk-in department at the clinic in Weston.  Strep and various viruses seem to be the 'order' for the month. 

Eugene had been sick since Thanksgiving, and I had the joy of laying on the couch with a Kemps ice cream bucket trying to supervise the children and my heaving stomach at the same time.

Now I have two kids that are waking up every morning with their eyes stuck shut.  "Eye Boogers", is Andie's name for this latest ailment.  She related to me yesterday morning as I took a warm washcloth to her eyes, " I woke up and I had to go to the bathroom, but I couldn't get my eyes open!"
"Well, what did you do?"
"I couldn't see, so I just laid there tried to go back to sleep....."
"Oh, Andie!"
"I tried to twist them [eye boogers] off, but I was afraid my eyebrow [eye lashes] would come out."

Drat those eye boogers!

So, now we are facing the Annual Christmas concert tomorrow with sick kids running fevers and the occasional 'eye booger' appearing during the day.  I really don't like to drag kids out when they look like this.  I'm already thinking of creative ways to avoid making eye contact with the other parents who I'm sure, with their eagle eye, will have notice the physical ailments of the Von Haden children. 

I've thought of bringing a bottle of spray disinfectant to wipe down the piano keys with after my kids are done with their performance, but quickly dispersed with that idea.  The silent wave of panic that would sweep through that auditorium following that simple effort in hygiene would cause a stamped to the double doors in the rear.  Hmmm.  WWJD?


Well, being the praying type, we have been doing alot of praying and have even had a little time of  "...laying hands on the sick...".  Elsa and Reuben both joined me in laying hands on Andie to pray for her yesterday morning as I was trying to soften up the crude on her nose and eyes. 


I love the faith of children.  The ability to trust in a God mighty enought to heal, yet tender and loving enough to live in their hearts.  The healer of their bodies, whose birth they celebrate and honor with carols. and songs of joy and wonder. 


And so, by faith, we will be there tomorrow.  It's all for you, Jesus.  We will play to honor you.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Yes, This Really Happened.

Living in a house with 6 children and half of them still needing help (mothers insistence) in the bathroom......I am therefore the designated "wiper" for a few bums.  So, considering our higher than normal fiber intake, it is quit frequently I am hearing, usually yelled, "MOM, COME WIPE ME!"  Nice.  I'm fine with this.  It's my job. 

Today I heard a subdued, "Mom, (long pause) can you come wipe me?"  I was in the middle of tutoring someone in their math and writing out General Science flash cards so it took me a few seconds to switch gears from "teacher" to "bum wiper", but being the supermom I am, it took me only brief seconds to make this adjustment.

I cracked open the bathroom door to see a small child sitting on the commode, with his head bowed and resting in his hands. 

Small talk works best in situations like this.

"Hey, What's up?"

"I peed on my head."

Silence

The child raised their face out of their hands and sure enough.....wet hair on the forehead. 

"Oh," I said, "then you should probably get in the bathtub and wash your hair."

"Alright....."

Considering that the victim was of the male gender, I was pretty sure that waiting until the last possible second and hasty aiming -or lack of- were the main factors in this strange case.

So, into the bathtub in the middle of the day and being the versatile mother I am, I quickly transformed myself into "Child Cleansing Mode".  A little lavender oil and shampoo does a wonderful transformation and soon this discourage soul was soothed and on his way smelling heavenly and feeling refreshed.

What a memory.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Tonto Talk

Simeon was working on grammar today and got a little confused.  Trying to get him to think a little more clearly I prompted him, "'He is going up the mountain' or 'Him is going up the mountain'?"  (His problem involved more that this simple information, but I was just trying to jog his memory without giving him the answer.) 

He ended up more confused than ever.  "Him is going up the mountain?" he asked me with a blank look on his face? 

Jubal snickered under his breath and said, "That's Indian", a sure sign they're watching to much Lone Ranger!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

New and Improved Salad Dressing!

Ahh...almost forgot this one.

Jubal was choosing a salad dressing the other night from the 78 bottles of dressing I have in my refrigerator.  He grabbed one and then slowly read, " Light Catalina, reduces fat".  I quickly grabbed the bottle.  Oh, wonder of wonders!  Could it be? 

Bummer. "Reduced fat".  A big difference one letter makes.

Well, Simeon thought it was pretty funny and snickered about the salad dressing that "reduces fat" for the rest of the night.  If Only......

Stinker.

The Seasons Project

I took my two violinist-Simeon and Elsa- to see violinist Robert McDuffie with The Venice Baroque Orchestra at The Grand tonight.  They were playing Antonio Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons" along with "The American Four Seasons" composed by Philip Glass as a companion piece to Vivaldi's. 

I could never do the experience justice with mere words. 

Simeon sat smiling with eyes closed for part of the concert and I had to keep Elsa from applauding between movements so exuberant was her response.  I knew what they were feeling.  The music took my breath away as we sat spellbound for 2 hours of musical bliss.

I found myself breathing (or not) with the intensity of the music.  Shaken and saturated with the sheer beauty of the murmuring stream, the approaching storm with it's lightning and thunder, the summer's oppressing heat, the melody of the hunters call and the snow with freezing winds.

It was not a concert.  It was a piece of heaven.  If this is what man can compose, I can hardly wait.


A little note:  Elsa prayed right before the concert that she would get a ticket for a seat next to her violin teacher who was also going.  He had bought his ticket months in advance......we were buying ours at the door.  I did not have the heart to tell her that chances were slim to none that we would be even in the same section.
Elsa's seat was row E seat 4, her teacher's was row E seat 6.  Seat 5 was empty.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

All for the want of a coffee pot

What? I have a blog? 

Life has accelerated from fast to turbo within the last few weeks since school started the beginning of September.  Hence the long absence from blogging.

A very notable event happened the end of August.  The carafe to our coffee pot was dropped and broke (boo) by a well intended child who was trying to pour her mother a cup of coffee. (awww....)  Not wanting to "jump the gun" by running out to purchase a whole new unit, I opted to order the needed part from the manufacturer's web site. 
After a few weeks of waiting, I called the company to inquire as to the status of and the exact meaning to the words "Your order is being processed", which happened to be the only response I was getting to my inquiry via their web site.  "Oh," was their reply, "That is on back order until the end of September."  At that point I slowly and carefully explained my dilemma of being a home school mom of six kids without her coffee.  Hmmmm....huge disconnect there.  No sympathy and they did not even try to offer a solution at that point, just that I "should be receiving it around the beginning of  October".  Nice.  I felt like asking them if they would like the address for the psych ward at the nearest mental facility, because that's where I would probably be by the time they got around to sending it. 

It is now October 10th and I am still drinking instant (shudder) coffee.  My "salvation" during this coffee trial is the beautiful fact that we have a McDonalds about a mile from the house.  This has saving me many days from just chewing on coffee beans or throwing myself through the huge picture window in our dinning room. 
I have - on more that one occasion - rummaged through the house, scrounged through my purse, and borrowed from the kids to get enough change to run (drive in the car) through the McDonald's drive-thru and purchase 2 large coffees which I take home to reheat and drink throughout the day.  This is good.


I had splurged in this manner this past Friday, and had finished the first cup when I trotted back into the kitchen -from the school room- to get the second cup.  I cannot possibly describe my shock and disappointment at finding the second cup of coffee empty.  Empty, with a hole poked in the bottom of the cup. "How did this happen?", I asked the kids. They were as amazed as I was, or so they feigned surprise at the disappearance of my coffee.  Kids were interrogated and many probing questions asked.  Nothing. 

Many fingers were pointed at Andie, who during her questioning managed to keep a straight face and not lie, by pretending to have no idea what I was talking about.  She kept looking at me with her head tilted slightly to one side and questioned me back with, "What?  What?".  She's a smart one.  I even sniffed her breath for a whiff of coffee because she has been known to inhale my coffee if she finds it unattended.  Rats. Nothing.  (Although, there was a little smile that kept hovering around her lips the whole time I was questioning her, and her smile is so mischievous now that she has that missing tooth in front...)  

Did she drink the coffee?  Maybe. Did I get upset?  No. These kinds of weird and strange things happen here all the time. This is normal at our house.

Monday, July 26, 2010

The tooth and nothing but.....

I was sitting on the couch tonight, giving a parental review to a book that Marilla had brought home from the library when I heard a huge crash followed by a wail of pain.  Leaping off the couch, I raced up the stairs and to the room of the crying child.  Andie was laying face down on the hardwood floor with tears streaming from her eyes and her mouth bathed in blood.  It's amazing how fast you can move when you find one of your children in that position. 

I snatched her up in my arms and carried her to the bathroom where I ran cold water over a clean washcloth and tried applying it to her mouth.  I say "tried" because my hands shaking and I could already taste blood in my own mouth. (This is a wonderful phenomenon that happens to me when ever I have to administer first-aid to a child with a mouth wound.  The last time it happened, I ended up passing out on the bathroom floor while trying to comfort Jubal who had smashed his lips and teeth while using the hammock for a trampoline.)
Eugene, knowing my history of fainting, was just as concerned about me as he was Andie. 

It was when Eug examined Andie's mouth, ran back into her bedroom, and returned with a tooth in his hand that I could feel my mouth starting to get numb and head started to buzz.  I handed the distraught child to her father and promptly hit the floor to get my head between my knees.  No, I did not pass out, but it took me a few minutes to recover to where I could resume my duties as "supermom".  Ha!  

Poor Andie had knocked out her front right tooth!  She was so distraught.  She kept crying and saying, "....all I was trying to do was go to sleep.....I was just trying to sleep when I fell out of bed and hurt my tooth....."  (I was still tasting blood.)  Oh, there's blood on my hand.....look at my tooth, it's gone!.....the tooth fairy......papa's braces......Elsa tooth...."  She was a basket case and I was still feeling very light-headed.

The drama soon got under control and Andie was whisked, by a teetering mother, off to the bedroom for a change of pajamas. She soon snuggled down with her blanket and thumb to drift off to sleep.....in our bed.  She wanted no part of her bed which had so rudely tossed her onto the floor while she was "trying to go to sleep.". 

So, do these things happen to anyone else?  Because I can still taste blood.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Strange Thing

As I was getting the kids ready for bed tonight I heard some ruckus on the back porch. 

A bang, (the exterior door on the porch being slammed open) a scramble, (my dog who has a phobia of stairs, tearing up the stairs in a panic)  a thud, (Eugene, who having the leash wrapped around his arm and being un-prepared for the "panic on the steps", falling and being drug up the steps)  and a muffled cry for help. ( Eugene on the back porch, flat on his back, tangled with a nervous Kin and his leash )

I arrived for the last of this humorous happening and observed from the safety of kitchen screen door the tangled pile of dog, human, and leash.  Did I lend a hand?  Why yes, I opened the door and called the dog in the house.