Since so many people have stopped by to check out my post on 12 Vision Therapy Exercises You Can Do at Home, I thought it might be helpful for me to post a handful more for those who need them. As I mentioned in the previous blog post, we learned that our youngest child was in need of vision therapy, but the cost was not affordable. Immediately after learning this, I ran into a friend who happened to have a binder full of vision therapy exercises given to her for her OT work in a poor South African school. None of the pages of exercises have any publication information or copyright information, so I think I’m safe in rephrasing and sharing their content.
Mr. Pookie reads a story from The House at Pooh Corner.
We chose 2-3 exercises to do daily for a week, and then we switched to new exercises. After about 10 weeks, Pookie spontaneously started reading. We continued the vision therapy exercises for around six months before we petered out. That was about a year ago. His reading skills continued to improve steadily since then. At this point, Pookie can fluently read material like Winnie the Pooh, and he started telling me about the content of War of the Worlds this morning. He still prefers picture books, but that might simply be his age. If we see a need, we can always do more vision exercises in the future.
We were also told that our son had not integrated a bunch of primitive reflexes. Since I was trying to cover any possible deficit, I also added one primitive reflex integration exercise to our routine for each week. (A YouTube search will give you examples.) I have no idea if these had any impact, but I thought I’d mention that we did some of these exercises, as well.
Please let me know if you have any questions–or success stories! I’d love to help other parents stuck in a similarly stressful situation.Continue reading →
You’ve heard it all before. Plenty of people have written articles and blog posts about how to guarantee that your child loves reading. But can you REALLY guarantee it?
I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love to read.
I am the youngest of four children. Three of us spent many happy childhood hours with our noses in a book. The fourth sibling utterly surprised me when he showed up at our parents’ house as an adult with a book under his arm. Several years post-college and working a job that required weekly cross-country travel to job sites, he said he didn’t have much else to do while he was in transit. “It’s actually not so bad,” he sheepishly admitted.
I hardly think my family was unique, so I find it difficult to believe that there can be a guaranteed way to raise a child who loves reading. I think everyone can enjoy reading a just-right book, but not everyone will want to spend hours of their free time curled up with a book.
So, if you can’t guarantee that your child will love to read, what can you at least do to encourage a positive attitude toward reading? Continue reading →
We recently took an epic, 4500+ mile road trip in a loop around some of the western United States, attempting to hit a number of requested stops on our way to and from a family reunion in Wyoming. Since our time was limited, we often managed only one day (generally 4-6 hours, to accommodate travel to and from each location) at each of our stops along the way. Despite the fact that ‘Love’s idea of a vacation is a three-hour drive to the cottage followed by a week of sedentary relaxation, I think we managed pretty well on our whirlwind trip. In case you have a similar time crunch and are wondering how to spend your precious hours at some of these same stops, here was our experience.
Since we were trekking up through Utah, ‘Love and I were determined to stop at one of the lovely national parks there. After some research and agonization, we settled on Arches National Park (with a glimpse of nearby Canyonlands National Park).
We arrived in Moab, Utah in late afternoon, having driven from Flagstaff, Arizona with stops at Four Corners and Newspaper Rock–both of which were interesting, but rather brief and out-of-the-way. Since we were not ready to lounge around the hotel that early in the day, we thought we’d take a jaunt over to Canyonlands National Park, since we just had a few short hikes we planned to do there. Continue reading →
We recently took an epic, 4500+ mile road trip in a loop around some of the western United States, attempting to hit a number of requested stops on our way to and from a family reunion in Wyoming. Since our time was limited, we often managed only one day at each of our stops along the way. Despite the fact that ‘Love’s idea of a vacation is a three-hour drive to the cottage followed by a week of sedentary relaxation, I think we managed pretty well on our whirlwind trip. In case you have a similar time crunch and are wondering how to spend your precious hours at some of these same stops, here was our experience.
We drove to the Grand Canyon from our hotel in Gallup. While this was a four-hour drive, we gained an hour en route because Gallup participates in Daylight Saving Time, while the Grand Canyon does not. And since our bodies were still used to CST, we were able to easily be up, breakfasted, and out of the hotel by 7 am, bringing us to the Grand Canyon by 11 am–or 10 local time. All this to say–if you can’t get a hotel close by, don’t despair! Continue reading →
I married a gamer. Since gaming is ‘Love’s hobby, it’s something the kids have always been interested in, and it’s been a natural activity for them to bond over. Unfortunately, I feel as if I’m constantly apologizing for the fact that my kids spend an hour most days taking turns playing computer or console games with Daddy.
I’ve decided that the time for apologizing is over. While there’s always a chance that they’re picking up negative habits or beliefs from slaying pixelated zombies or conglomerate monster-things (and we are pretty careful about the types of games we expose our kids to–though interestingly enough no one seems to think we should abandon Bible reading when the kids role play David killing Goliath or Solomon threatening to cut the baby in half to determine its true mother), the more I’ve watched and listened to them gaming with Daddy, the more I’m convinced that gaming, like most other hobbies, has many benefits.
If you read my last blog post, you know that we found out that our youngest needed vision therapy, but the price tag was beyond what we could afford. Immediately after that revelation, I took my kids to gymnastics, where a former-OT friend informed me that she had been given a whole binder full of vision therapy exercises during her time working in a low-income school in South Africa.
We’ve now been doing vision exercises about 3-4 times a week for 9 weeks, and little Pookie has gone from only sounding out single, large words written in magnets or on the white board to eagerly reading Biscuit books for bedtime. (In case you missed the last post, he’s been able to sound out single words in this manner for more than a year, but he just wasn’t making any progress.) While correlation does not necessarily equal causation, I figured it can’t hurt to share some of what we’ve done with other parents who might find themselves in a similar situation.Continue reading →
‘Love despises bedtime. For him, it’s an ordeal that must be accomplished in order to achieve the goal of parental freedom. And I’ve got to admit, until recently I felt the same way. At bedtime everyone is either whiny, oversensitive, and combative (due to the fact that they are sorely in need of sleep); completely hyper and crazy (in an if-I-don’t-keep-moving-I’ll-fall-asleep-on-my-feet kind of way); or unimaginably slow and full of excuses. It’s enough to make any sane parent pull out their hair.
Somehow this year, that’s changed. No, not the kids. They’re still running like maniacs or bursting into tears while dragging their feet at every possible occasion. But I’ve realized that nearly all the craziness comes to an abrupt halt the moment we’re alone in their bedroom.
As every parent with more than one child knows, there’s simply never enough of you to go around. It seems that the kids are almost constantly vying for my attention, talking over one another, asking me to play a game or do a craft or watch a trick or…. Mommy is a hot commodity. Continue reading →