Old Joe Clark

At the end of Sly's first fiddle lesson (3 weeks ago), his fiddle instructor told him to go home and listen to at least five different versions of "Old Joe Clark" on youtube every single day, and try to play along. By the end of the week, he was squawking out a very recognizable "Old Joe Clark."

Three weeks later, Sly went to one of the local Saturday morning bluegrass jams, where he was ushered up front by several of the folks in attendance. It wasn't long at all before the lead mandolin player (Mr W, the fellow who told us to go to the fiddle instructor we ended up choosing) had Sly up there with him and a group of guys all playing Old Joe Clark! Sly had decided do just play "mandolin style" instead of using the bow, and Mr W partnered with him so Sly wouldn't have to "rise and shine" entirely by himself. And Sly did GREAT!

As folks were leaving towards the end, many of them came over to talk to both Sly and me, telling me to keep him playing fiddle, to not let him get discouraged, and reminding him that the most of the guys he was playing with had been playing for fifty years so don't get discouraged. I think he was a hit!

Sly also got invited to join the folks at a local monthly "opry" and play with them, and he was invited to another gentleman's house to see a music writing computer program called Music Time Deluxe. We weren't able to go over Saturday night (this new momma was just too beat!), but we did get to go over Tuesday evening, which worked better for us since we had a babysitter for the other boys and Sly's fiddle instructor was traveling. As it turns out, that was when some other folks regularly go to Mr N's house to practice jamming with each other and using Music Time Deluxe. We had no idea what we were getting in to! But lo and behold, Sly found himself getting yet more personalized impromptu jam music lessons for both fiddle and guitar! Is God cool, or what?Anyway, just wanted to share a bit about my fiddle boy, how proud we are, and how great he's doing in such a short time, and how God is setting him up with all these amazing hook ups. You go, Sly! (And if anyone can tell me how to upload a three minutes of video in less than three hours or more, I'll upload the video clip of him playing at the jam on Saturday morning!)

Introducing Iago

We would like to officially introduce the first baby girl born into Habeeb's family in 69 years (yes, you read that correctly!). Welcome Iago (It's A Girl One!)!

July Birthday baseball game for Sly and SB3

The Big Pool and some observations

Jman got his "big pool." Do you know how hard it is to find a "big pool" (of the "easy set" variety) on the Friday of Fourth of July weekend? It took us til Saturday afternoon/evening to get on and start setting it up, but it was up and available for Sunday, and Jman LIVED in that pool most of that day (and got nice and pink, and oh boy did his freckles POP out!).


After having the "big pool" for just a few days, Habeeb and I have noticed that Jman NEEDS a "big pool." One of the biggest improvements we've seen is in his language and communication, as well as in his general demeanor. For example, Jman came in from swimming yesterday afternoon, and said to me, "Mom James." I answered, and asked him if he'd had fun swimming. He replied, "That was funny!" (meaning "That was fun"), and then promptly followed it up with, "Cleaned up." He was wanting me to help him get the wet clothes off (which he can do himself) and help him get cleaned up (quick shower) before we all got ready to go to a baseball game for Sly's birthday. And I must add that even getting him 'cleaned up' was an easy process (it's never fun trying to shampoo an autistic kid that doesn't like his hair being washed, or cut, or combed, or touched, or . . . ).

Another language highlight occurred yesterday when he wanted me to put in the passcode so he could watch youtube videos on the iPod. Instead of "Try again" or "iPOD!" or "YouTUBE!" or one of his other 'demanding' requests, he laid the iPod down on the counter near me, pointed to it, and said, "Locked." Unfortunately for him, I still did not 'unlock' the iPod for him. And yet, he didn't melt down. He can still manage to listen to music on the iPod with it "locked," and that's what he did instead. Hmm.

There have been other "language" moments which I can't honestly remember at the moment, but there was a fabulous moment a couple days ago involving Jman's ability to deal with frustration and disappointment (something that has been a BIG problem for a while). Jman has desperately wanted to go ice skating recently, and I promised him Habeeb would take him when he was home next time. Well, a couple days ago, Habeeb, Sly, and Jman finally made it to the ice skating rink in the mall, only to discover that the rink was out of service due to a freon leak--there was NO ice. Habeeb was waiting for Jman's world to come to an end, and was quickly trying to figure out how to get them through this catastrophe with the least scarring. When he tried to get Jman to leave, Jman wouldn't. He wasn't freaking, but wouldn't just leave. Instead, Jman began to walk, around the ice skating rink, completely circumnavigating it. Habeeb and Sly walked with him. Jman checked out the iceless rink from the whole circumference, studying and confirming in his own mind that yes, there was NO ice, and there would be NO ice skating, much to his great disappointment. And then Jman said, "Bowling."

Habeeb was floored. Not only did Jman NOT meltdown, but he studied the situation, and came up with his own suggested alternative of another fun thing they could do in the face of disappointment. And you can bet, Habeeb was more than happy to take the boys bowling after that amazing processing of Jman's! When he came home and shared the story with me, I just looked at him and reiterated, "Jman NEEDS a big pool!" And Habeeb agreed.

In case anyone is wondering what about a big pool is possibly helping Jman, I have three main theories. First is simply the increased physical activity (exercise). Second is the sunshine and all the biochemistry that goes along with being outside in the sunshine (think Vitamin D and its role in many biochemical processes, including mood stabilization). And third is sensory, primarily the "proprioceptive" input from the water pressure, but also vestibular input from motion. I'm sure that there are other 'advantages' as well (fresh air vs recirculated A/C, for example). But the big three for Jman, I'm confident, are more about increased physical activity, sunshine, and proprioceptive input. Those are ALL "calming" to the physio-neurological system, and are making him more "available."

And just for fun, here's a few extra photos of the rest of the boys (btw, we love having an underwater camera!):

"BIG POOL"

So, Jman has wanted a pool forever. Earlier this summer we talked about getting a large above ground pool, but given logistical issues decided against it at the time. We did get a large inflatable kiddie pool, which Jman still enjoyed last year, but that just wasn't sufficient for him this year. He did get in it, but not without re-asking for a "big pool."

Well, we've decided to go ahead and get one of the "bag pools" (as I call them) afterall for the rest of the summer. Sly said he'll keep it clean (because I won't be able to) and it'll be great for the boys. So, when Jman recently began pestering me for a "big pool" again, I told him we'd get one the next time daddy was home.

Today he was at it again, and I walked over to the calendar and showed him today and which day we were gonna get the pool. I wrote on that date "pool" and of course Jman started to freak out for some reason. Fair enough, so I erased "pool." He then took the pencil and I thought would scratch out where I erased, but much to my surprise and delight he instead began writing. First a "P" then above that he wrote (in all caps) "BIG." Then he dropped back down to the P and wrote "OOL." Then he underlined "POOL" and then "BIG," and then said, "Big pool!"

You got it, buddy Jman--we'll get a "big pool" this time, but NOT until daddy is home again to set it up for us!
Pretty awesome communicating for a severely language impaired kiddo!

Rosin up your bow--it's fiddle lessons time!

Sly had his first official fiddle lesson last night.  Yes, fiddle, not violin.  He specifically wanted to learn to play bluegrass fiddle, so fiddle it is!  And today he's been working on finding "Old Joe Clark" on YouTube and trying to play along.  While he can't exactly keep up with the videos on YouTube, he has managed to "find" the melody and can pluck it out mandolin style or squawk it out with the bow, and has also "found" the tune on guitar as well.  Not bad for a brand spanking new beginner!

Sly's instructor we chose is quite the guy.  He's young (maybe 20?), been playing violin since he was 4, Suzuki trained, plus certified to teach Suzuki, plus a performing member of the city symphony, plus in a string trio with his brothers, plus in another band, plus pre-med, plus a Spanish minor, and of course teaches lessons, including one night teaching underpriveleged kids in a nearby town. Whew!  Is that wild or what?  Oh and he plays and teaches guitar also.  Makes my head spin!  (and yes, he was homeschooled--anyone surprised?!? Of course not! Ha!)  

When we first met this guy to "check him out," he played "twinkle twinkle little star" on the fiddle.  Then he played it "classical" ororchestral style.  Then he played it jazz style.  Then bluegrass style.  Then Celtic.  You name it, he can play it.  Pick your style.  Or make your own style!  Versatile doesn't begin to describe it!  He's willing and able to teach Sly what Sly wants to learn, with the approach that Sly wants to learn with, plus being able to throw in other twists and styles when/if Sly decides he's interested in that too.  There's not just one "box!"  How cool is that?!?  

Sly's first real lesson consisted of both note reading, including written homework, and some basic direction on how to hold the fiddle and the bow when Sly asked for clarification.  He was also given the assignment to listen to at least five different versions of "Old Joe Clark" on YouTube everyday and try to play along.  We both now have the tune for "Old Joe Clark" stuck in our heads, which was of course probably part of the whole point, of course!  AND Sly can play a squawky but definitely recognizable "Old Joe Clark" on the fiddle already!  Woo-hoo!

There are "bluegrass jams" at various local venues almost every Saturday around these parts.  I've been trying to get Sly to them for at least a bit when I can this month, but of course there's Jman's bowling which has temporary priority since it's only two months long anyway.  However, Sly's teacher says he's gonna try to get Sly ready to join in the jams as soon as he can, including teaching him "band ettiquette" about when and how to join in.  Way cool!  Afterall, that's part of what it's all about--learning how to jam with others!  We're both looking for more than "book learning" with his fiddle lessons, and like I said, I think we may have found the right guy to provide that.  Plus, he can provide crossover guitar stuff as well!  Woo-hoo!

So, anyway, Sly has officially begun fiddle lessons, and I think is off to a great start!  We're both excited!  Now I'm thinking maybe I need to start taking some banjo lessons, or maybe mandolin--we already have one of those!

Oh, and yes, Jman and SB3 are interested in the fiddle (and guitar) too, much to Sly's great consternation!  I think it's kind of cool though!  Sly's just worried about them breaking the instruments (or untuning them, or touching them, or looking at them, or looking at the case, or anything else related to his beloved, precious fiddle or guitar!).  We may have to get some "beater" instruments that they can play around with without wigging Sly out.  :)
       

Bowling

This summer Jman joined a local "special needs" bowling league for the summer. The kids meet every Saturday in June and July at one of the local bowling alleys and can bowl two games. Some kids have autism (or some version thereof) and others have other "special needs." Jman has bowled with kids born with spina bifida and wearing leg braces, plus a young man with Down Syndrome, and another young man with autism, for example. Shoes are included but not required (like I said, it's "special needs friendly.") The bowlers also each received a cool red T-shirt they can wear if they want.

The first week (June 5), I wasn't too sure how Jman would handle things. I took him to "preview" the alley a couple evenings before, just so it wouldn't be ALL new to him. I knew Saturday morning would be overwhelming enough with registration and crowds and expectations. Anyway, that first Saturday was kind of tough on Jman, but with a LOT of support, he DID manage to stay and bowl one whole game (except for the second ball of frame one). He ended up not wearing the bowling shoes that first game, and I didn't even offer him the T-shirt until after we left. However, when we did make it back out to the truck I offered him the shirt and he IMMEDIATELY put it on over the shirt he was wearing. That was how I knew that he himself considered the morning a success and wanted to come back again, despite the fact that while we were there, he was overwhelmed, "sad," and was more than ready to leave after one game.

So, we went back the next Saturday, and he was all for it that week! He happily wore his bowling T-shirt, and actually gave the ball good forward motion the second week! (Another "new" thing the first week was that he didn't have a "ramp" to send the ball down--there simply weren't enough to go around, and more physically challenged and/or little bitty kids and/or wheelchairs had dibs, of course!). He also happily wore his bowling shoes week 2. Jman so enjoyed himself during week 2 that I even went so far as to try to get a picture or two, and he was actually happy to smile for photos! WOW! So all these photos of a happy Jman are week 2 photos (except the last one, which was week 3). Enjoy! :)

When one of the dads of a kid on his lane pulled out his iPod touch and started showing Jman silly apps on it about frame 7, I didn't know whether to be grateful that he was reaching out and trying to connect with Jman or whether to scream "NOOOOO! No SCREENS!!!!!" But, I restrained myself, and Jman enjoyed some screen time between his turns. I thought for sure Jman would want to stay for game two if it meant more silly iPod time, but he didn't. He still was ready to leave after one game, as indicated by his removing his bowling shoes and putting his own shoes back on. Worked for me, and we headed towards home with a much more relaxed Jman than after week one.

Last Saturday was week three. The dad with the iPod wasn't there (nice guy, but I must admit I was kind of relieved! I didn't want the iPod expectation the whole time we were there!). Instead Jman had two new people to bowl with. He dealt with that change up just fine, but wasn't interested in switching to a different lane. The folks in charge were cool with that, and Jman stuck to his lane 14. The only real challenge was that this week there was no one bowling on lane 15 on, so Jman kept having fun "making laps." At least he was leaving because it was "fun" instead of like the first week when he was "escaping" because he was overwhelmed and frustrated. Still, it got old! Otherwise, it was a GREAT morning. Jman not only had fun, but stayed for BOTH games! AND he started both games with a STRIKE! He also got a pair of spares in both games, and personal best scores, breaking 100 both games! Not bad, considering we weren't sure this was going to work out AT ALL when we signed up! Over the course of the three weeks, Jman went from 86 (of which 85 points were his) to 79 (but a much happier 79) to 109 (wow!) to 116 (super wow!!!).

Today when we were out and about, passing through the general neighborhood of the bowling alley, Jman piped up from his seat, "Bowling." Sorry, buddy, not today, but we will bowl again next week! (And this is Jman with his new babysitter/buddy, who will be taking over bowling when I'm laid up in another couple weeks for most of July! He's terrific!)