Fun with Sorting

October 12th, 2010 by Mandi

Today was “math day” according to our schedule, and I wanted to try something fun, so I went out to YouTube looking for math games to play.  Levi and I surfed through several videos.  We chose an activity to try today, and put a few others in our mental file for later.  While Isaac napped and Naomi played contentedly in her high chair (you can just see her head in the first picture), I spent some quality time playing a sorting game with Levi.

Today’s activity was based on a video by Courtney at Expert Village.  I started by tracing three circles on a sheet of paper.  At first, I tried to have Levi do the tracing, but he’s quite the perfectionist and didn’t like the looks of his.  I dumped out the contents of my button box (mostly white, red, brown and black) and placed a few of the red buttons in one of the circles.  He did the same.  Then I asked what color he could put in the second circle.  He chose white, and continued to sort.  We did the same with brown.  Then he came across a black button.  He realized that there was nowhere to categorize it.  We drew a fourth circle, which was too big to fit entirely on the page.  As he came across a few blues and some scattered beads, he also placed those in their own corner of the paper.

I tried to have him sort them by the number of holes in each button, but he was stuck on the color thing, so I didn’t interfere.  That just leaves us more options to try another day.  I went about some of my own work and let him continue.  Before long, he had abandoned the sorting game and was doing what he loves best: playing with letters.  This time, he got all but two of the letters in the correct order.  One thing that Levi knows well is that “love” is a verb, and after he spelled it, he demonstrated that by giving me a kiss on the cheek.

I enjoyed this time spent with just Levi.  We haven’t had much of that since Isaac came along.  I dearly love the other children, and I’m glad that Levi has siblings to play with, but sometimes I do miss hanging out one-on-one with my little man.  Perhaps “doing school” will turn out to be beneficial to me, too.

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